Beneath the circling group, the Owl Monster appeared, instantly turning the tide of battle. Watching from his hiding place, Ye Xingchen felt rather awkward. Why had this fellow suddenly appeared?
He turned to glance at Huo Ling'er and signaled for her to stop.
"What is that thing? Why does it look so powerful? Could it be the being that killed the roc?"
Ye Xingchen nodded with his arms folded, glanced at Huo Ling'er, and explained:
"Have you heard of the Nine Sons of the Dragon? That saying refers to him. Each son is different, and this fellow before us is one of them. As for which son, I'm not sure."
"Since ancient times, Golden-Winged Rocs have fed on snakes and dragons, but this particular son went against the grain and made Golden-Winged Roc Birds his food instead."
Hearing this, Huo Ling'er could not help feeling extremely awkward. As she looked at the monster before her, a trace of surprise appeared in her eyes.
Just then, after seeing the monster, Bear Child beside them could not help stepping forward again and again. He turned back and said with a smile:
"Brother Ye, look, they're all fighting now. Why don't we rush over and snatch the head?"
Seeing how aggressive Bear Child was, Huo Ling'er felt a little awkward. She glanced at the commotion ahead and hurriedly said:
"Are you stupid? We absolutely can't go now. Can't you see all three teams are dealing with that monster? If we go in, won't we just put more pressure on them?"
Unconvinced, Bear Child shook his head. Watching the activity below, he actually thought this was an excellent time to act.
"Look, they're all fighting each other, and no one is watching the Golden-Winged Roc Bird's head beside them. Wouldn't it be great if