The Man's Decree

Chapter 3288 A Golden Opportunity

A tense silence befell the airship. They could still join forces if they encountered a group of demon beasts on land. However, they were in the air now, facing thousands of quinticolor birds. No one dared to speak, as the potential for instant peril loomed should anyone step out of the airship.

In his role as the organizer, Hamish felt a sense of helplessness as he surveyed the group and uttered, “I’m willing to go out and drive away those birds, but their numbers are overwhelming. Who is willing to join me?”

“I am. I’ll go with you,” Jared promptly offered, taking the lead.

“I’ll go too,” Feenix chimed in, her decision to follow Jared’s lead unwavering. As Cloud had the responsibility of controlling the airship, he couldn’t participate. With Jared and Feenix volunteering, the rest of the group exchanged glances but maintained their silence.

Hamish hadn’t anticipated this particular scenario, yet given the circumstances of being airborne and facing the formidable quinticolor birds, it was understandable that no one dared to step up.

Nonetheless, the task at hand seemed almost insurmountable, with only three individuals set to drive away the formidable flock of birds.

here. I’ll go

through the group. Being the strongest in the group, his words held weight. Not only did people respect him for his strength but also

while these quinticolor birds may not be individually formidable, their collective strength is formidable. Dispersing them alone

try. Even if I can’t disperse them, I won’t be in danger,” Misho

objections and instructed

stride on solid ground. A soft white light emanated from his body, gradually intensifying. The quinticolor birds, drawn to the light, surged toward Misho

eyes fixed on the unfolding scene. Misho’s success in dispersing the bird swarm would allow the group to

of birds, Misho maintained his composure. He extended his fists, and a myriad of spiritual energy swiftly coalesced into a massive net, intercepting the

crashed into the net, disintegrating into ashes. Despite this, more birds

as the number of birds increased, forming a colossal ball relentlessly colliding with the expansive net constructed from his spiritual energy. Cold sweat began to bead on Misho’s forehead, his demeanor

Shriek!

piercing cry reverberated through the