An endless barrage of thunderbolts struck the Giant Eagle's cocoon.
The power of each bolt branded the cocoon deep into the Azure Roar Thunder Eagle's body.
At last, it burst out of the cocoon. Its seemingly charred body beat its wings fiercely and shot into the clouds.
"What happened over there?"
No filming equipment could survive in the area where Ye Qiyan stood.
They could barely film from several kilometers away.
Thus, the viewers in the livestream had no idea what had happened. They only saw a dark shape charge into the clouds against the heavenly lightning.
Ye Qiyan stood on the roof.
Beneath the dark clouds, fierce winds whipped his long robe, making it snap and flutter.
Behind him, Silver Wings' Fierce Star roared.
Its six silver wings sprayed crimson fragments of light, turning into a streak of red that vanished from sight.
"Screee!"
A piercing cry rang out across the land and sky.
The Train Conductor with the War Correspondent Enhancement Module gritted his teeth and drove his level 7 Chasing Wind RV against the tide of monsters, charging toward Ye Qiyan.
He had been a war correspondent before coming to the Wasteland.
He had spent years filming on all kinds of the most dangerous front lines.
And after entering the Wasteland, his desire to film had only grown firmer as his spirit and belief in himself strengthened.
This was his greed, even if that greed might cost him his life.
But...
Wasn't this how a Train Conductor should be?
The Giant Eagle kept climbing.
Inside the dark clouds, it could see nothing.
Rampaging currents burned away its beautiful feathers, and its body, which could once have been called beautiful, became utterly "ugly."
But the Giant Eagle did not stop.
It continued to bathe in the heavenly