Chapter 330 - Fleeing (1) (2/2)
With a dark shadow looming over them, Muir knew that they were in trouble.
One eagle beastman had overtaken him and was flying right above his head.
Shrinking both legs, Muir held Bai Qingqing to his tummy. Amidst Bai Qingqing’s shrieks, he suddenly dove downwards.
Following them closely, the eagle beastman above dashed downwards. With no burden, he was even faster than Muir. Seeing as he was about to catch up, he opened his sharp beak and prepared to peck at him.
As though there were eyes on his back, just then, Muir beautifully turned ninety degrees, before abruptly flying in a new direction. Using the momentum he had built up from the dive, his speed reached its maximum, allowing him to shake off his chaser, who was caught off-guard, by more than ten meters.
However, several eagle beastmen had flown ahead before Muir dashed downwards. One three-striped eagle beastman slanted downwards, diving straight towards Muir.
Muir’s eyes swept over the eagle beastmen above him, before raising his speed to its upper limit, dashing towards the ground at an inclined angle.
The eagle beastmen ahead and Muir flew in the same direction, and their path of flight formed a sharp angle of about forty to fifty degrees.
Right now, they weren’t just competing on speed—they were also competing on luck.
Muir pressed Bai Qingqing against his chest and dashed ahead with disregard for his personal safety. Seeing that he was about to escape, the eagle beastman above extended his claws and started scratching haphazardly.
Thankfully, this eagle beastman only managed to grab a few feathers with his claws.
Sensing Muir’s body quivering, Bai Qingqing said, holding back the fierce wind blowing at her face, “Muir, are you okay?”
“Screech—”
It was as though Muir couldn’t feel any pain, the frequency at which he was flapping his wings didn’t at all slow down. It was just that the muscles near his wings had suffered some scratches, and that made it difficult for him to exert strength.
He couldn’t help but slow down a little, and that gave an eagle beastman a chance to inflict a few more scratch wounds on his back. Another eagle beastman wanted to attack Bai Qingqing underneath him but was solidly blocked off by him.
The severely injured Muir was like a kite with a hole in it. Flapping his wings loudly, he fell into the forest.
“Ah!” Bai Qingqing let out a shriek as she grabbed hold of Muir’s strong legs.