Chapter 1256 - The Baby Eagles’ First War (2) (2/2)

As the black and spotted eagle continued falling downwards, the fog around him grew thicker, so much so that it was impossible to see anything.

Although the eaglet’s silhouette had become blurry, the necrophagous eagle wasn’t worried as it could still make out its babyish cries. Then, the cries suddenly stopped. The necrophagous eagle shuddered and cried out before diving even faster.

Right flapped his wings for dear life. His nostrils on the top of his beak flared and his mouth opened slightly for him to breathe, but he didn’t utter a single cry.

It was clear from the glint in his eyes that he was purposely hiding his tracks.

The vitality of plants was extremely strong. Growing in the rock forest were pockets of thin trees that had thin yet strong trunks and an abnormally large number of branches and leaves. The vitality they gave off was even stronger than that of towering trees.

Pffft!

Right landed on a tree crown as thick as a cloud. His plump body crashed against the branches and leaves as he continued falling downwards.

But he kept his beak tightly shut and did not utter a single sound.

Upon hearing the sound of something falling, the necrophagous eagle immediately thought of the eaglet. But, since it didn’t hear any cries, it dismissed its suspicions, not believing that the eaglet wouldn’t cry out when it fell.

Anxious to find the eaglet and not having time to think about other things, it flapped its wings and flew elsewhere to look for him.

After falling from the tree crown, Right spun around in the air like a shuttlecock for a long while before he found his balance with much difficulty. He continued to flap his wings that were still smaller than normal.

When he managed to temporarily steady himself while falling, he could briefly experience the joy of flying, and a tinge of excitement would flash in his panicked eyes.

But, before long, he would lose his balance because of the wind currents or from bumping into something. That brief sense of joy disappeared with the wind before he got a chance to truly savor it.