When he saw those few black specks approaching him in a posture utterly unlike that of gliders, Zhang Tie knew that the Winged Devils he had been waiting for had finally arrived.
If any other glider pilot had seen those Winged Devils, the only thing they would have done at that moment would have been to turn and flee at top speed, hoping to use the glider's velocity to shake off the Winged Devils' pursuit. But Zhang Tie was different. He did not run. Instead, he charged straight at those black specks without changing direction in the slightest.
Both sides rapidly closed in on each other. In just a few minutes, the forms of those Winged Devils became clear in Zhang Tie's eyes.
They were three humanoid bats. The closest description of their appearance would be the vampires of legend. Yet unlike those vampires whose looks had been embellished by legends, apart from their enormous wings, Winged Devils had lean, gaunt bodies, long limbs, bat-like heads, green faces, protruding fangs, and savage expressions that made them utterly terrifying.
It was Zhang Tie's first time fighting this kind of creature, and he was not one hundred percent certain of victory. To ensure that these fellows would die thoroughly even if they were merely wounded, after flying for a while upon spotting them, Zhang Tie sensed an updraft nearby and guided his glider into it. Borrowing the force of the rising thermal, he began climbing rapidly.
The three Winged Devils assumed Zhang Tie was trying to escape, so they flew upward after him in pursuit.
Winged Devils flew extremely fast. Level-nine Winged Devils could climb to altitudes of seven or eight thousand meters, and their flight speed could exceed two hundred kilometers per hour. Ordinary airships and gliders found it difficult to