The area before the pyramid was empty. Most of the Bird-men had gone after Caesar and the others. Only a scattered few still wandered beneath the pyramid, seemingly left behind to guard it.
Lu Mingfei didn't slow down and charged straight over. The Bird-men behind him would catch up soon. He had to make every second count.
The Bird-men guards spotted Lu Mingfei and immediately attacked. But a dozen or so Bird-men were no match for him. Gun in his left hand and blade in his right, he made short work of them.
The yellow-robed priest turned his attention to him as well. He spread his black wings—their span was even greater than Lu Mingfei had estimated, at least four or five meters. Layer upon layer of feathers gleamed with a dark golden sheen beneath the sunlight. He raised his scepter high, its dark red gemstone resembling an open eye.
Those Golden Eyes were like two flickering flames, fixed intently on Lu Mingfei.
Lu Mingfei was instantly on guard—the other man's stance reminded him of the battle in the tunnel. This was clearly a high-level monster, perhaps on the same level as Dead Servant Senior Brother He.
So he put every ounce of strength into it and struck with all he had from the very start!
He rushed forward, blade rising and falling. There was nothing fancy about the strike, just the simplest and most direct slash.
But he was too fast. So fast that the blade left only a silver-white afterimage in the air.
The blade cut into the side of the yellow-robed priest's neck, slicing cleanly from left to right. Bright red blood sprayed from the wound as the priest's eyes flew wide open—
Then he fell.
The Bird-man leader, dressed in yellow robes and holding a scepter,