Chapter 40: Eastern Giant Eagle! [Second Update! Request for Monthly Ticket]
2017-01-21
Author: Floating Tower
“Good!” The Master of Fist exclaimed excitedly as he stood up.
He looked around at the others, his gaze lingering on Chan for a moment, and said solemnly, “Then prepare for the attack! This time, we must eliminate these undead and bring peace and tranquility back to the Eastern Kingdom.”
The leaders of various factions began to prepare.
Before leaving, Chan couldn’t help but take a glance at the Eastern Empress. Legend has it that she possesses some mysterious power, capable of summoning powerful creatures from the deepest parts of the Eastern Mountains.
The battle soon erupted.
The next day, the Monk launched an attack on the Dragon Witch Sect members before him, and as the fighting broke out, the Dragon Lich circling at the mountaintop also sprang into action.
One by one, the subspecies wyverns soared into the sky.
Hundreds of undying subspecies wyverns almost obscured the sky, creating a sense of pressure and gloom for countless people. They emanated a strong d*ath Aura, with eerie green soul flames flickering in their pupils. For ordinary people, even a glance could cause direct intimidation, and even professionists found it difficult to deal with these enemies. The Druids abhorred these undead but had no means to combat them, as no transformation spell could deal with so many Dragon Liches, and most spells were not effective against the wyverns in the sky. But at that moment, a strange melody suddenly came from the rear of the faction, accompanied by the ceremonial offerings of many graceful Dance Maidens, causing an unusual wave to quickly reach the far distance.
This was an ancient witchcraft dance.
The Eastern Dance Maiden’s predecessor was actually a shaman, and the dance was originally created to communicate with the heavens and worship the deities. Although history has changed significantly, the existence of shamans has nearly disappeared in the Eastern Kingdom, some ancient witchcraft rituals still endure, and the Eastern Empress has mastered one of the most powerful among them!
The strange sound of drums began to play.
A cluster of bonfires leaped in the center of the altar, one graceful Eastern Dance Maiden after another danced in special sacrificial gowns, their sleeves swirling revealing traces of golden light, and the lead dancer was the veiled Eastern Empress!
The battle continued.
Due to the presence of the Dragon Liches, the Monk, Druids, Sorcerers, and Rangers did not have a significant advantage, and could even be said to be suppressed by the enemy at one point.
But!
With a clear eagle’s cry, a gust of fierce wind howled from the distant sky.
A gigantic eagle appeared in sight.
It had golden wings, with elegant and powerful curves, casting a shadow on the ground with its outstretched wings. Even from a distance, one could feel an overwhelming aura of a sky sovereign!
“Giants Eagle!”
“It’s the Eastern Giant Eagle!”
A group of Eastern Giant Eagles, wings spanning over ten meters, flew in from the horizon. They had sharp claws and beaks that appeared to be forged from metal; part of their feathers were golden, while another part was light gold. These Eastern Giant Eagles carried a hint of special pressure, and upon their appearance, even the Dragon Liches became agitated, sensing unease and feeling as if facing a natural enemy.
In the distant East.
It is said that there is a creature that can combat great dragons, residing at the peak of the Eastern Mountains, a magnificent mountain known as ‘Eagle Mountain.’
These Eastern Giant Eagles are faster than dragons!
It is said they dwell at the most remote edge of the Eastern Kingdom, the very boundary of the material plane, with Eagle Mountain beyond being an endless sea of clouds.
When the Eastern Giant Eagles appeared, many Druids and Monks who had not joined the battle bowed in homage to the leading golden giant eagle. The Eastern Giant Eagles held a very high status in the hearts of these people, and many trials within the Monk sect involved journeys to the edge of the world at Cloud Sea Eagle Mountain.
One Druid sect in the Eastern Kingdom aims to transform into an Eastern Giant Eagle!
The resounding cry of the eagle echoed across the sky!
These Eastern Giant Eagles swooped down upon the Dragon Liches before them, akin to fierce predators diving from higher altitudes, their speed so rapid it was like a flash of lightning tearing through the sky, striking directly at the enemies’ vital points, keenly attacking the weak spots on the subspecies wyverns.
In an instant, roars reverberated through the sky, as Dragon Liches plummeted, and countless golden, bl**d-stained feathers floated down.
The Eastern Giant Eagles suppressed the Dragon Liches before them.
However, the dragons are, after all, the kings of the sky, and during the battle, the Eastern Giant Eagles paid a heavy price. In just the first round of exchanges, five or six Eastern Giant Eagles fell from the sky, lamenting.
Nonetheless, these Eastern Giant Eagles showed no sign of retreat.
They came in accordance with an ancient pact, never entertaining thoughts of retreat. They are valiant and fearless; in ancient times, these Eastern Giant Eagles served the Sun, hence their feathers were blessed by the deities, turning golden. Although they no longer have the deities they served, each Eastern Giant Eagle has continuously aspired to soar to greater heights since birth. The closer they are to the sun’s radiance, the more their feathers transform into gold.
——Eastern Giant Eagle [Neutral Good], Challenge Level 16!
The brutal battle continued.
But just as the silhouettes of the Eastern Giant Eagles appeared, a subtle gaze was cast upon this battlefield.
Soren observed all of this.
He hadn’t expected the Eastern Giant Eagles to enter the battlefield before the final wave of demons, as according to his memory, these ancient creatures were summoned by the Lord of Radiance at the end.
The most common eagle species in the material plane is the ‘Fierce Eagle,’ whereas the Eastern Giant Eagle belongs to another branch known as the ‘Mythical Eagle.’
The challenge level of the Fierce Eagle is 3, while that of the Mythical Eagle is 6.
The basic challenge level of the Eastern Giant Eagle is 12, and if it transforms into gold, the challenge level becomes 16, sufficient to contend with many newly matured dragons.
Once this creature reaches a certain strength, it directly ascends to the higher planes.
At that time, it becomes — Eastern Giant Eagle [Celestial], Challenge Level 18. Another branch would roam the Astral Realm, becoming significantly more terrifying in size, with a challenge level exceeding 22, albeit exceedingly rare; they are creations from the era of the Sun God, having once served Loshanda in their past lives.
One by one, the Dragon Liches fell, while the number of Eastern Giant Eagles diminished.
As the enemies blocking the way were broken, some ancient and wise beings appeared on the battlefield.
They looked human, yet not entirely so.
These ancient beings were Arborists, followers of Father Oak. Ever since Father Oak’s self-sacrifice, the Arborist sect had separated from the Druid Order, remaining in the Eastern Desert, constantly healing the wounds of the world.
Golden seeds were planted.
The Arborists did not appear as slow and weak as people might think. With the surge of natural power, towering trees rose from the ground—these were trees they had planted deep in the desert. When the calamity arrived, the sentient trees channeled all their life force into a single seed for the Arborists to carry.
“Welcome the wrath of nature!”
With a low roar, huge trees in front suddenly came to life, transforming into immense Treants that rose from the earth and moved forward with the trembling ground beneath them.
A subtle, strange force connected to Soren’s heart.
As these Treants appeared, Soren’s [Plant] domain suddenly became agitated.
He attempted to infuse his consciousness into one of the golden oaks, and suddenly Soren realized he succeeded. He entered the Treant’s body, and in an instant, the golden oak grew rapidly, transforming into a lofty Treant over twenty meters tall.
“The radiance of Father Oak!”
The Arborists stirred slightly, then quickly settled down again.
Soren tried to move his body; this was a temporary avatar, seemingly controlled by the [Plant] domain over the golden oak before him. It felt entirely different from the past; his movements were much slower, yet each motion was immensely powerful. Soren felt he could easily topple an adult dragon.
The roots connected to the ground.
An endless stream of power surged from the earth into his body, repairing his wounds while replenishing his magic power.
Soren attempted to wave his hand forward, and countless vines sprang up like flying ropes, entangling the enemies before him. He then approached with heavy, deliberate steps, and with a simple swing of his fist, he smashed a powerful enemy into a pulp.
An extremely terrifying power level!
The golden Treant he transformed into even surpassed the power level of his Demon Avatar.
