With the Cat Owl joining the fight, the situation immediately changed.
Although the Cat Owl was not a strength-based fighter, it had inherited Feng Ling's Mental Pressure, while Third Child, as a Hive life-form, was unaffected by Mental Pressure.
When the Cat Owl spread its wings in the air and let out a piercing shriek, all the nearby Bats went limp and plummeted!
The Little Third Children seized the chance to swarm over and peck at them!
Once the Bats had fallen twenty or thirty meters, they left the range of the Mental Pressure. Their bodies were no longer weak with fear, but it was already too late. Their wings, drained of energy by the Human-faced Crows, no longer had enough strength to fly, and they could only fall to their deaths.
Like a charging soldier, the Cat Owl led the Little Third Children in repeated attacks, tirelessly releasing Mental Pressure again and again.
Bat after Bat slammed heavily into the ground, like rain.
Feng Ling also followed the convoy to the entrance of the Canyon.
Ahead lay a rugged downhill path that vehicles could not traverse. The Hunters of the Rescue Team got out one after another and headed deeper into the Canyon.
Unlike the vast wilderness, the Canyon offered relatively limited room to move. This time, the Rescue Team no longer maintained a fixed encirclement formation and instead spread out more freely. Huang Yi also abandoned his usual style of commanding from the rear and traveled alongside the Hunters.
After advancing some distance, they gradually spotted Bat Monsters on the ground.
Some had already fallen to their deaths, while others still struggled unwillingly. But with broken wings, they could not take flight again. The Hunters who arrived there gave them their final release.
As they continued onward, there