Kapitel 1552: The Battlefield Grows

"Give back my chariot, damn thieves!" I roared with each wave of my glaive, with every hit, roared like a true madman, while adding more gulfs and deepening the gaps created by my glaive.

It was going to work, if not for the sudden appearance of a new challenge from far.

"You really want to steal my chariot away, right?" I looked at the direction the newly weird birds were coming towards here.

Each bird got four pairs of wings, and weirdly enough they weren't beating the air around in sync or cooperation.

In fact, they weren't flying by any common sense or knowledge I had before about flying. They looked as if all the wings were beating on the wrong note, antagonising themselves, but ending up in making these birds actually fly!

Damn! These were really weird creatures and monsters! But that wasn't what the enemy sent towards my direction. But what lay on the backs of these birds was.