Zhou Sining had a simple plan: get intelligence from the Pupil Eagles.
Whether it was the contestants' locations or the whereabouts of treasure, the Pupil Eagles could tell him.
The competition officials had never said he couldn't target the Pupil Eagles. He was only bending the rules a little. In the original story, Mo Fan had used this trick to rob people without getting into trouble, so Zhou Sining figured he would be fine too.
He acted at once, summoning his Wing Magic Tool and soaring a hundred meters into the air.
He didn't immediately go after the Pupil Eagle watching him. First, he used his height to survey the surroundings.
A lush green forest lay beneath him. At its center was an oval pool where quite a few Demon Beasts were drinking.
To the forest's left rose a sheer black-rock mountain. It was so tall that even when Zhou Sining looked up, he could barely see halfway to its peak.
To the right wound a twisting canyon. The eerie, agonized roars came from within it.
Flying had its advantages. Up here, he had an unobstructed view and could move freely. He only needed to watch out for certain Demon Beasts.
Before he had looked around for long, several snow-white Pupil Eagles appeared beneath the strange sky.
Pupil Eagles had unusual traits. They didn't draw the attention of Demon Beasts and could fly freely through this separate space.
They were trained, too. Wherever there were contestants, Pupil Eagles would follow; wherever magic surged, Pupil Eagles would circle overhead.
The organizers would select only a small fraction of the footage for the global live broadcast. But with so many Pupil Eagles, the amount of information they held was enormous!
Which mages were where, who had teamed up, what they were doing,