Blackwood Cliff.
The Divine Eagle swallowed the Divine Condor's blood, then had its beak pried open by Lin Lang, who stuffed in plenty of tonics. It plunged headfirst into the ground and passed out.
"Too many tonics?"
Lin Lang looked at the Divine Eagle sprawled on the ground. Whether it became a mount or a delicacy would depend on its own luck.
Several hours passed before the Divine Eagle finally stirred awake and let out a cry.
Lin Lang slapped its head. "Shut up. Can you fly yet?"
He felt that its aura seemed a little stronger, and its eyes seemed more intelligent too. It had probably evolved, right?
When the Divine Eagle failed to answer, he simply grabbed it, tapped his feet against the ground, and ascended along the precipice to the clifftop.
Lin Lang gave it a push. The Divine Eagle kept backing away, pleading and fear in its eyes.
"You're a fucking bird. What kind of bird can't fly? Ordinary eagles and vultures can all fly. You're several times their size, your wings are much stronger than before, and you've eaten so many of my rare tonics. You have to fly."
"Fly or die!"
Lin Lang kicked the Divine Eagle off the cliff and watched it tumble through the air, plummeting downward.
凸(艹皿艹)!
Lin Lang felt that all the good things he had invested earlier had gone to waste. Had he known, he would have been better off saving the Divine Condor's blood for medicine. At least the Holy Cult's other injured members could have recovered faster in the future.
He wondered whether the Divine Eagle's blood had that effect.
Just as the Divine Eagle was about to smash into the foot of the cliff and die, it steadied itself, its wings flapping instinctively. Its claws even