Chapter 130: Dabuo's Demise

The sky had become the battleground between the Primordial Demon and the large teal bird.

The primary attacks of the monstrous bird, aside from its poisonous feathered steel darts, were its sharp, slender beak.

A piercing cry erupted, shattering the air with a deafening volume that resonated through the surrounding space.

The air rippled momentarily, revealing a shadow—the Primordial Demon—covering its ears, clearly suffering from the intense sound.

Standing over two meters tall, even with its massive flesh wings, it was but a speck to the enormous bird.

Before the shadow could react, the bird's razor-sharp beak lunged forward at high speed.

With a soft “pop,” the shadow was completely pierced through, though the sound was more like a bubble bursting.

A thunderous boom followed—the crack of a muscle whip breaking the sound barrier at high velocity.

Salarso’s right leg, trailing a wave of airflow, struck the teal bird’s back with a force utterly disproportionate to his body size.

The resulting explosion was deafening, reminiscent of colliding meteors.

The monstrous bird let out a mournful cry as it began to plummet toward the ground. Though it dodged the blow aimed at its left wing, its massive frame still absorbed the heavy strike on its back.

Bloodied feathers scattered through the air like dandelion seeds in a breeze.

Salarso waved his hand, gathering a handful of feathers before tucking them behind his back, vanishing without a trace.

The battle between the Primordial Demon and the monstrosity took place several hundred meters above the back of the colossal Kun. At the current falling speed, the bird would collide with Kun’s back in mere seconds.

Below, Garuru spread his arms wide, as if to warmly welcome a distant friend.

If only the cold gleam on his claws weren’t so menacing.

The monstrous bird flapped its wings frantically in panic, stirred by the sudden storm, refusing to give the lion-faced Garuru the chance to embrace it.

“Decree: Intimidation!”

A low, sinister voice echoed through the space.

Air, sound, and all vibrations seemed to freeze for a moment before resuming—a trick of the mind on the spiritual plane.

Yet the monstrous bird felt as if its heart were encased inside a massive bronze bell struck simultaneously by a cannonball.

Its entire body shivered slightly in a brief tremor.

Beneath Garuru, Kun’s back flesh indented slightly.

Almost simultaneously as the Primordial Demon’s words faded, the lion-faced Garuru leapt, soaring hundreds of meters in less than a minute.

With a crunch, its massive jaws clamped firmly on the connection between the teal bird’s body and wing, while two claws gripped its neck and hindquarters tightly.

A piercing cry rang out, nearly brushing Garuru’s ear, but Garuru, a master of sound-based attacks, ignored it entirely.

The sharp bird beak darted around, fiercely attacking Garuru, sparking wildly against his back, head, and neck.

The scraping of bird claws against Garuru’s body sounded like metal-on-metal, shrill and grating.

All the struggles were futile as Garuru descended together with the teal giant.

The Primordial Demon watched below in disbelief. The proud lion seemed to have stolen the bird away at the critical moment.

“Mate, that’s a bit much—stealing all the credit so blatantly. You could’ve at least tossed me a rock to help!” the demon grumbled.

“Maybe if you shouted loud enough, you could’ve brought it down yourself…”

Meanwhile, nearly at the same instant, another monstrous bird focused its eyes on Kun’s vulnerable spot.

Compared to the more agile foes on Kun’s back, this massive creature was slow and clumsy—a sitting duck.

Its habitual high-decibel sonic attack affected Salarso somewhat, but to Kun, it was little more than the chirping of an ordinary sparrow.

Clearly, Kun’s body could not turn as swiftly as the bird could fly and strike.

Trailing a storm behind it like a cormorant diving into water, the metallic beak, augmented by the bird’s speed, stabbed fiercely toward Kun’s eye.

No matter how thick the eyelid, the giant bird was confident it could pierce a large hole with this strike.

Kun emitted a resonant call.

Suddenly, a massive explosion shattered the air across several square kilometers.

Kun’s speed surged exponentially, whipping up a howling gust of wind that forced the terrified bird to pivot more than half its body in an instant.

In the teal giant’s gaze, the sun vanished, sound ceased, and its tremendous momentum crashed headlong into a vast, spreading black veil.

Light was instantly snuffed out; the surroundings became a vacuum.

Outside pressure surged like a tide, dragging the panicked monstrous bird as it tumbled toward the gaping maw.

With a thunderous boom, great waves of air radiated outward as Kun’s massive jaws slammed shut.

Wu You almost imagined hearing a final, agonized scream from the bird in its last moment.

At the moment Kun violently swirled its body, Garuru bit down on the first monstrous bird, limbs gripping Kun’s scales tightly.

Countless iron-rich minerals were flung into the air.

Salarso darted through the sky, swiftly catching the scattered camera rigs flying about.

When the shaking finally ceased, Garuru straightened, his jaws unleashing terrifying pressure once more.

With a definitive crack, despite its toughness, the giant bird’s neck broke.

A bird was still a bird—once grounded, it stood no chance against a terrestrial beast.

“Double kill,” Wu You mentally narrated.

Thus, both silver-ranked avian monstrosities met their demise, one after the other.

Especially the one that had dared challenge Kun—it died due to its own arrogance.

Salarso descended, carrying seven or eight camera rigs.

He glanced at the twitching teal giant whose corpse lay nearby, while Garuru had already returned to his normal form.

“You can take half the credit,” Salarso said.

This time, Garuru neither ignored nor grew angry—acceptance, perhaps.

Under Kun’s observation mode, Wu You watched distant meteors continuing to fall.

The minerals on Kun’s back had already scattered; unless Kun flew into the meteors’ path to block them, this interception attempt was doomed to fail.

Issuing orders to the three silver creatures:

“Return. We’ll prepare to face them on the ground.”

“Salarso, go touch those red mists in the sky. Be careful to avoid the meteors.”

As Kun descended with the lion-faced Garuru on its back, system prompts for absorbing the monstrous corpses appeared one after another.

The two silver-ranked low-level monstrosities yielded a total of 200 points of transcendence energy material and 1,500 points of alchemical energy.

Other scattered fragments of red mist brought 420 points of transcendence energy material and 3,300 points of alchemical energy.

The corpse of another silver-ranked ape-like monstrosity still needed to be located later on the ground.

It had been quite a fruitful harvest.