Chapter 650: Chapter 387: Striking at the Nest, A Bountiful Harvest
These Free-Loading Birds circled several times in the sky, gradually surrounding Zhao Ya, forming a massive white vortex.
Zhao Ya, undaunted, let out a cold laugh and then raised the short sword in his hand, pointing diagonally at the sky in obvious provocation.
This act instantly angered the group of Free-Loading Birds in the air.
A cry rang out, and then a dozen or so Free-Loading Birds swooped down, attacking Zhao Ya.
Leading the charge were two robust birds with eyes glowing red, their attacks well-coordinated as their large, sharp beaks targeted Zhao Ya’s chest and back, intending a pincer attack.
But just as they dived close, two flashes of the blade appeared suddenly, and then a mournful cry; the two birds’ long necks spewed a spray of blood, and their heads rolled off immediately.
The massive bodies crashed heavily to the ground, splattering mud everywhere.
In an instant, the scene startled the remaining diving Free-Loading Birds, who quickly turned to fly away from Zhao Ya.
But Zhao Ya wouldn’t let them escape.
Earlier, he was peacefully collecting shells, minding his own business when the Free-Loading Birds came to rob him with ruthless aggression.
Naturally, Zhao Ya showed no mercy, directly teaching them a lesson.
If they had admitted defeat and never returned after escaping, then the matter would have passed.
Unexpectedly, these creatures dared to come again.
So this time, Zhao Ya certainly wasn’t going to let them go.
If they could come and go at will, wouldn’t that mean they held no regard for Zhao Ya?
The moment the two birds hit the ground, Zhao Ya was already airborne, his blade slashing out.
Two soft whooshes.
Another two Free-Loading Birds fell straight down without a sound.
Using the recoil from these cuts, Zhao Ya leaped again, diving into the flock of birds.
Soon, the blade danced like silver streaks in the sky, weaving through the air, and these seemingly powerful Free-Loading Birds fell like dumplings, one after another.
The Sea Gatherers were stupefied by this scene.
In their impression, besides the unseen dangers of Wuyang Beach, these Free-Loading Birds were among the top threats in terms of power and danger.
Second only to the Human-faced Bear.
Whenever they encountered these Free-Loading Birds, they always had to bleed heavily to survive.
Yet who would have thought such a "formidable" presence would be so weak in this young man’s hands, like lambs to the slaughter, utterly subdued.
Watching Zhao Ya maneuver in the sky like a dragon, someone couldn’t help but exclaim, "Is... is he even human? Is he not an immortal already?"
"Even if not an immortal, he’s probably close. Where on earth did the head chief find such a mighty expert?"
But amidst the awe, a few faces in the crowd turned pale as paper, trembling all over.
It was those who had just mocked Zhao Ya with sarcastic remarks.
Now, they felt deep regret.
To have dared speak snidely to such a supreme expert, was that not courting death?
Meanwhile, the Free-Loading Birds in the sky were mostly slain by Zhao Ya.
Just as he was killing in full swing, a sharp and urgent cry sounded, and then a Free-Loading Bird from the highest spot was seen fleeing into the distance.
The remaining Free-Loading Birds quickly followed.
"Think you can run now, not too late?" Zhao Ya sneered.
Doubtless, that huge bird flying the highest and shrieking must be the leader of this flock.
From the start, Zhao Ya had noticed it, and he certainly wouldn’t let it escape.
After finishing off the Free-Loading Bird beneath his feet with a casual blade, Zhao Ya stomped hard, propelling himself like a bullet into the high sky.
The giant bird sensed the danger, and looking back to see Zhao Ya closing in, its eyes filled with fear as it flapped its wings desperately, trying to climb higher and flee.
Admittedly, this tactic was indeed effective, at least more so than flying straight ahead.
Soon, the borrowed force from the Free-Loading Bird beneath him was depleted.
Though he had already ascended hundreds of meters, there was still distance between him and the leader bird.
Noticing Zhao Ya’s slowing speed, a gleam of relief flashed in the leader bird’s eyes, casting a slightly smug glance at Zhao Ya.
The implication being, no matter how skilled your Lightweight Skill, you still can’t fly, right?
But just then, Zhao Ya suddenly took a deep breath and lightly tapped the air with both feet.
In an instant, seemingly exhausted, Zhao Ya inexplicably gained a new burst of strength, shooting upward again abruptly, only a few meters from reaching the leader bird.
The Free-Loading Bird was truly terrified now, frantically climbing higher and flapping its wings toward Zhao Ya to create resistance, attempting to stop him.
But how could this trouble Zhao Ya?
Even as his True Power within was pushed to the limits.
After all, humans aren’t birds, and to reach such heights with borrowed strength alone proved Zhao Ya’s superior Lightweight Skill and formidable power.
At that moment, Zhao Ya suddenly unleashed the blood sea stored within his liver.
