The mythical bird did not slow down but instead suddenly accelerated.
Because behind the crowd, a broken battle axe had been thrown from far away.
The jungle and low hills that the mythical bird had flown across, under the unstoppable might of this axe, all withered, broke, and collapsed.
The speed of the mythical bird stretched to the extreme, pulling out a long trail of aurora in the night sky, and in its cold, beastly pupils, a humanized terror emerged.
Finally, in the last moment as the aura of the battle axe neared, the mythical bird, carrying everyone, went straight through the mountain as if passing through emptiness.
Boom!!!
A terrifying, dull roar!
The whole mountain shook violently.
Even separated by a pitch-black mountain range, and with the array reducing the force of the axe, an overpowering force still bombarded everyone from behind, unstoppable.
