diskusbooks Chapter 330: The Golden Eagle King Shows His Might Again
Chapter 330: The Golden Eagle King Shows His Might Again
When Murong Ling'er saw the Saker Falcons that covered the sky and the sun flying towards her, her eyes instantly became as sharp as an eagle. She knew very well that these Saker Falcons must have been released by the guards on the island and they had bad intentions.
Murong Ling'er quickly took out a special whistle from her bosom, put it to her lips, and blew it hard. The whistle sounded sharp and long, and was carried far away by the sea breeze.
The whistle, like a mysterious command, broke the tense atmosphere on the sea.
Almost at the moment the whistle sounded, a majestic eagle cry came from the sky, deafening.
I saw a golden light streaking across the sky like lightning, and the Golden Eagle King came flying at high speed with a force of ten thousand pounds. Its huge wings were several feet long when spread out, and every time it flapped, it brought up a strong airflow, causing the sea to surge.
Seeing this sudden change, the Saker Falcons did not retreat. They were well-trained and quickly adjusted their formation, surrounding the Golden Eagle King in a fan shape.
Each of these Saker Falcons has a strong and agile body, with sharp claws flashing coldly in the sun, and sharp eyes staring at the Golden Eagle King, as if looking for the best time to attack.
The golden eagle king was not afraid at all. He held his head high and let out an angry roar that shook the whole area.
Then, it rushed straight towards the group of Saker Falcons like a golden cannonball.
The Golden Eagle King was extremely fast. Wherever it went, the air seemed to be torn apart, making a whooshing sound.
A thrilling aerial battle began.
Relying on its huge size and powerful strength, the Golden Eagle King rampaged through the group of Saker Falcons. Each of its attacks was like an overwhelming force, and its sharp claws were like sharp blades, grabbing the Saker Falcons fiercely.
The Saker Falcon that was hit screamed, its feathers flew everywhere, and it fell into the sea.
However, the Saker Falcons were not weak either. They were numerous and coordinated well, attacking the Golden Eagle King from all directions. Some swooped down from above, trying to peck out the Golden Eagle King's eyes, some attacked from the side, tearing the Golden Eagle King's wings with their claws, and some circled below, waiting for an opportunity to attack the Golden Eagle King's abdomen.
For a moment, feathers were flying in the sky and shrill cries were heard everywhere.
Murong Ling'er stood at the bow and watched the battle.
The golden eagle king shuttled freely in the encirclement of the Saker Falcons, his body as agile as a golden meteor, his feathers sparkling brightly in the sunlight, and every time he flapped his wings, the surrounding Saker Falcons were blown to pieces by the strong airflow.
A Saker Falcon took advantage of the moment when the Golden Eagle King turned around and swooped down from the upper side like an arrow, aiming at the exposed right wing of the Golden Eagle King.
The Golden Eagle King sensed the danger and turned his head quickly. A hint of disdain flashed in his obsidian eyes. At the moment when the Saker Falcon was about to touch him, he suddenly turned sideways and swung his right wing like a huge golden palm-leaf fan. With a "snap", he blew the Saker Falcon away.
The Saker Falcon drew an arc in the air, let out a desperate wail, and fell heavily into the sea, splashing huge water.
"Humph! You think you can hurt me?"
The Golden Eagle King secretly mocked himself in his heart, and his arrogance became even stronger. He roared to the sky, his voice full of arrogance, and rushed towards the place where the Saker Falcon group was most concentrated.
At this time, three Saker Falcons attacked from different directions at the same time. One pecked at the top of the Golden Eagle King's head from above, and the other two, one on the left and one on the right, tried to grab the Golden Eagle King's legs with their sharp claws.
The golden eagle king was not in a hurry. The moment they were about to approach, he suddenly folded his wings and his whole body fell rapidly like a meteor.
The three Saker Falcons were unable to stop in time and collided with each other in an instant, with feathers flying everywhere and making chaotic noises.
The Golden Eagle King took this opportunity and suddenly spread his wings. The strong airflow once again stirred up huge waves. It was like a golden lightning, passing through the bottom of the three Saker Falcons at a rapid speed, and its sharp claws left blood marks on their bodies.
The three Saker Falcons screamed miserably, lost control, and fell crookedly towards the sea.
Murong Ling'er stood at the bow of the boat, looking at the Golden Eagle King with amusement, thinking that this guy was still as arrogant as ever.
The Golden Eagle King seemed to feel the gaze of his master, and his fighting spirit grew stronger.
A few more Saker Falcons were unwilling to give up and gathered around again.
This time, the Golden Eagle King decided to teach them a severe lesson. He suddenly hovered in the air and flapped his wings rapidly, forming a powerful whirlwind that swept all the surrounding Saker Falcons into it.
The Saker Falcons spun uncontrollably in the whirlwind, screaming in fear.
The Golden Eagle King seized the opportunity and rushed into the whirlwind. His claws fell like raindrops, and each attack accurately hit the Saker Falcon's vital points.
After a while, only feathers were left flying in the whirlwind, and the Saker Falcons fell down one after another and became motionless.
Seeing this, the remaining Saker Falcons were filled with fear, their formation began to become chaotic, and they no longer had the momentum they had before.
The Golden Eagle King, however, had no intention of letting them go. He held his head high, took proud steps, and slowly paced through the air, his eyes filled with contempt, as if declaring to the remaining Saker Falcons, "You are no match for me!"
Then, it flapped its wings again and flew high, rushing towards the remaining Saker Falcons, and a more intense fight began again.
The Golden Eagle King roamed freely in the sky, beating the remaining Saker Falcons back step by step. The last few Saker Falcons, covered in fear and scars, fled towards the island in a panic, having lost even the courage to turn back and fight again.
Seeing that the enemy had fled, the Golden Eagle King contentedly withdrew his attack, slowly flapping his huge wings and flying towards the bow of the ship where Murong Ling'er was.
There were still a few strands of Saker Falcon feathers on its feathers. Under the sunlight, the golden feathers looked even more dazzling, and each feather exuded the pride of victory.
When the Golden Eagle King landed steadily on the bow, Murong Ling'er couldn't help but reach out and gently touch its head. She smiled and scolded, "You! You are such a warlike fellow. You always make yourself look so majestic."
The Golden Eagle King squinted his eyes comfortably, rubbed his head against Murong Ling'er's palm, and made a low snoring sound in his throat, as if he was responding to his master's praise, or as if he was acting coquettishly to ask for reward.
Every day it would stop for a while on the watchtower, gazing into the distance with its sharp eagle eyes, hoping that the familiar figure would appear again.
But as the days passed, there was no news from Murong Ling'er.
During this period, the Golden Eagle King's life at sea was not very comfortable. The food at sea was nothing but fish with all kinds of strange flavors, and fish.
At first, it could barely endure it, but after a long time, the Golden Eagle King couldn't help feeling nauseous when he saw those fish.
"If this goes on, I'll be suffocated by the smell of fish!" It thought angrily, and even made a secret decision that if Murong Ling'er didn't come again, it would immediately fly back to their nest and see if she would be anxious by then.
"You're finally here!" The Golden Eagle King's voice was filled with gritted teeth. "Do you know how hard it has been for me to wait for you?"