After the new companions joined them, the Argo set sail once more.
After a day and night of sailing, they saw the peaks of the Caucasus rising faintly above the sea.
When dusk fell, they heard the sound of birds flying swiftly overhead, but it was far louder than any ordinary bird.
The crew looked up and saw an incomparably enormous eagle flying through the sky. Its wingspan stretched dozens of meters, like a massive bomber. Every beat of its wings created violent turbulence, and its savage cry was like thunder.
There was actually such a terrifying bird of prey here.
Before such a colossal creature, even the highly skilled heroes trembled. They all fell silent; the rowers stopped rowing, and Orpheus ceased his beautiful singing, afraid that any noise might disturb the giant eagle and draw its attack.
They believed that given the giant eagle's size and weight, a single dive would be enough to capsize the Argo.
Fortunately, the giant eagle showed no intention of hunting at sea. It flew single-mindedly toward the distant Mount Caucasus.
The giant eagle passed over the Argo and soon vanished from sight.
But before long, an eagle's cry came from afar, followed by a world-shaking scream of pain.
Had that eagle attacked someone? But how could an ordinary person make such an enormous sound?
Just as everyone was wondering, Ye Ting suddenly stepped forward.
He was recognized by everyone aboard as a wise man, and all were willing to listen to his opinion.
"Although even I have never seen such a terrifying giant eagle, I have already identified it," Ye Ting analyzed calmly. "There cannot be many eagles of such size in this world—only four or five species at most. And from the sound just now, I can already confirm its identity."