788: C788 Little Mao's Ability

C788 Little Mao's Ability

Through the information from Dominique and Delasse, Lin Sen seems to have found a direction... Everything in the world was traceable. If you think it's traceless, that's because you haven't found it yet. Or rather, you have found a key point, and Lin Sen seems to have found an point. The only thing left is to investigate. There aren't many top scientists in every industry in this world. It was not easy to find information about Dark Hall from them. Lin Sen believed that these people would be proud of the Dark Hall. There must be a mark of the Dark Hall on the clothes they usually wore. This was Lin Sen's only clue.1

The Thunder Sound was still floating on the sea. In North Korea... People saw a strange scene. It was a valley that might be filled with Strange Beast. Suddenly, there were waves of whirlwinds. One by one, the whirlwinds merged together. Slowly, it formed a huge whirlwind. This whirlwind was constantly spreading outwards. Paolo and the others were standing not too far away, so they could clearly see what was happening. However, they could not feel any wind at all. This was equivalent to telling them... This phenomenon was caused by the Strange Beast. What was happening in that place that they did not know about?

"The Golden Eagle has broken through!" The people of Thunder Sound Island had been reminded by Lin Sen's speculation. When they saw this situation, they naturally thought of the Golden Eagle. Perhaps only the king in the sky could match such a phenomenon. Not long after, he heard a loud and clear cry. This time, it was more and more certain that the Golden Eagle had broken through, but the whirlwind did not dissipate. Instead, as time passed, the whirlwind increased in speed. It was about to reach their location. In front of them was a scene of sand and stones flying everywhere.

"Retreat!" Paolo decisively gave the order. Although this was a phenomenon caused by the evolution of a Strange Beast, it had now become the force of nature. It was not something that could be resisted by humans. Even as a Profound Level Expert, it was insignificant when faced with the force of nature.

Everyone retreated one after another. They could only watch helplessly as the tornado swept across the place where they were just standing, tearing apart everything there. This tornado did not weaken because of their retreat. Instead, it continued to expand its scope, as if it was planning to completely wipe out the entire world.

"Retreat, retreat, retreat!" Paolo was speechless. He waved his hand and continued to retreat. Apart from retreating, there was nothing else they could do. Not to mention them, even Dark Night King seemed to have no other choice but to retreat under such circumstances.

As they retreated, everyone kept looking at Cresden. This made Cresden feel helpless. Why did they look at him like this? The evolution of the Strange Beast had nothing to do with him. In fact, he knew it in his heart. This definitely had something to do with the Spirit Stone he had donated. At this moment, everyone's thoughts were basically the same. "Show off, I'll let you show off again. This time, it's comfortable! "

Cresden shouted that he was wronged. How could this have anything to do with him? If he wanted to contribute that Spirit Stone, there was nothing he could do about it. If he wanted to use the Spirit Stone as bait, he was afraid that he would be targeted. However, he had foolishly fallen into the other party's trap. Suddenly... He had a completely new understanding of the Spirit Level Strange Beast's technique. This fellow was behaving more and more like a human when it came to doing things. Perhaps this was the true strength of the Spirit Level Strange Beast.

"Little Mao, can you stop it?" Seeing that there was no room for retreat, Chai Cai saw the bouncing and cheerful Little Mao. Thinking of Little Mao's ability, she hurriedly asked him.

Little Mao looked at the wind and then looked at Chai Cai. He nodded seriously and Chai Cai could not help but laugh. She touched Little Mao's head and said, "Go, I'll leave it to you."

Little Mao flipped over happily and his figure turned into a shadow. He flew towards the tornado and just as he got close to it, seeing Little Mao being swept up into the sky, people could not help but cry out in alarm. Only Chai Cai and a few others were calm. They had seen Little Mao's abilities before. Since Little Mao said that he could handle it, then it definitely wouldn't be a problem. Even if it was not enough, this little bit of wind would not cause any harm to Little Mao.

People only saw Little Mao being swept up into the sky, but they didn't notice that... Little Mao opened his four arms wide, and like a fish entering the sea, he began to swim comfortably. He absorbed the wind energy bit by bit into his body, turning it into his own strength. The huge tornado did not have any obvious changes because of Little Mao's absorption, but it all happened in a very short period of time. As long as Little Mao was given enough time, it wouldn't be difficult to deal with the tornado.

Slowly, people discovered that... The tornado seemed to have shrunk, and even its range had decreased a little. People could also see Little Mao's figure, floating in the wind. He was like a fallen leaf, floating and sinking, but he would never leave the tornado's range. This kind of wondrous scene attracted people's attention. They suddenly realized... Would the weakening of the tornado have something to do with Little Mao? Once this question appeared, actually, the answer was already incomparably certain. If it was not related to Little Mao... Little Mao would have long disappeared from their sight.

"Chirp!" The king who had just broken through appeared in the sky. The golden feathers emitted rays of golden light under the sunlight. He flapped his huge wings and flew over. He saw Little Feather in the wind. Suddenly, it sped up and rushed towards Little Mao. It opened its claws and wanted to grab Little Mao. However, little Mao moved agilely and avoided the Golden Eagle's claws. He quickly descended and hid in the tornado. Although the tornado was created because of the Golden Eagle, the Golden Eagle did not have the ability to control the wind. It could only watch as Little Hairy jumped around like a fish, causing it to miss time and time again.

The tornado was rapidly weakening. One reason was because of the appearance of the Golden Eagle. Little Mao increased the speed of absorption. Second, the natural energy of the world would consume a certain amount of wind force. The Golden Eagle continued to chase after Little Mao. It looked at the Golden Eagle pouncing at it once more. Little Mao no longer dodged. Instead, he pulled out the short metal rod. He pointed at the Golden Eagle, and a steel needle shot towards it. The Golden Eagle still had lingering fears towards this thing. He hurriedly used his wings to block it, and Little Mao grinned. With a proud expression, the steel needle pierced through the Golden Eagle's golden wings. It collided with the Golden Eagle's body and disappeared from the world.

"Chirp!" The Golden Eagle was furious. That wasn't a steel needle at all. It was a needle condensed from wind energy. This was a great insult to it. It actually used wind energy to attack it. It flapped its wings. One wind blade after another flew towards Little Mao. Little Mao made a face at the Golden Eagle. With the help of the tornado that had yet to dissipate, it began to spin agilely within the wind blades. The short metal stick continuously pointed at the Golden Eagle, and one wind needle after another shot towards the Golden Eagle. The Golden Eagle relied on its tough fur and didn't even try to dodge. It focused on dealing with Little Mao.

"Puff! Puff! Puff!" The Golden Eagle felt a pain in its chest. Something had pierced through its fur and entered its body. This caused it to be shocked. It remembered the steel needle. Although being hit by that thing wouldn't cause any injuries, it still gave it a very uncomfortable feeling. This type of feeling gave it an extremely great sense of crisis.

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