บท 523: A True Psycopath

With shock in his eyes, Zeras watched as the steed violently turned on its owners, and blood rained down the sky like rain, its source none other than from the birdie race who was currently getting thrashed in the maw of the bird.

"A steed turning on its owner!?" Zeras asked with furrowed eyebrows, but he soon noticed an anomaly. The anomaly of a young man with flowing blue hair among the Steed collection who currently had his hands stretched out to the bird who was currently camping hard on the young.

Suddenly, he swerved his hands to the side, and the large wyvern spat out the birdies who rapidly soared downwards upside down with speed, but before he could land on the ground, he suddenly faded away, no doubt disqualified...

"I never asked you to move yet you did so. Your fate is death!..." The man declared, his voice ringing loud and clear through the vastness.