The Godsfall Chronicles

The little weirdo is still in a childhood relationship. He looks confused, he can't fly very steadily. Sometimes he hits the wall. He's a bit fat and uncoordinated. He looks rather clumsy and stupid. When practicing for about an hour, he can finally control his flight energy.

Golden Birds have the ability to connect with the mind.

This feeling cannot be described in any language. It is not a sound, but a higher level of communication. It does not need to speak, it does not need to speak, it does not need to speak, it does not even need to watch. The joy and sorrow emotional fluctuations of the little weirdo bird, as well as simple thoughts and consciousness, can be clearly felt. It is truly wonderful.

The cloudhawk tries to give a command in his heart: come back.

The little freak bird slapped his wings back into his hand, his face was a bit like an owl, he had a round and very cute face, his eyes didn't grow on either side like ordinary birds, the water was clear and his eyes were like the finest gemstone on his face, winked curiosity to look at the master, with a somewhat wide golden beak with a fat body, and a more silly, clumsy but very cute feeling.

Not only is the bird not stupid, it's smart enough to be fully embodied from its emotions, from its active thinking. How can such a creature be pure when a newborn little man can accurately distinguish the orders of a cloud hawk?

The cloudhawk reached out his other hand and touched the head of the little bird, warm, velvety, very comfortable to the touch, and from the thought of the little bird came a joy, and it seemed to enjoy this touch. I don't know what this little guy really does, but the eagle feels very fond of it.

If such a sweet little guy can stay with you in the future, it will at least ease the feeling of loneliness.

Isn't it ironic that when the cloudhawk thought of this place, his face inevitably showed a sense of loneliness. The world is so big, the heavens and the earth are so vast, and this place is so full of humans that he could end up with only one bird?

The little golden bird seemed to feel the mood of the eagle. It flapped its wings and flew from the palm of the eagle. As it circled around the eagle, it eventually landed on the eagle's shoulder and rubbed the eagle's neck with its furry head, as if to comfort him in its unique way.

Cloudhawks feel very novel and surprised.

This little freak bird is so psychic, which was unexpected by the cloud eagle, but what is the power of this little freak bird? It was born from such a strange egg and incubated with the spiritual abilities of a hunter as a nutrient, and it should not be just an ordinary bird, as it should be.

The bird suddenly flaps its wings again and flies, circling around the eagle, squeaking from its mouth to say what it wants. The cloud eagle shows hesitation because it seems to be thinking about the cloud eagle's quest for power, based on the emotions expressed by the little weirdo bird.

Requesting power?

What do you mean?

At this time.

The cloud hawk's mind glistened.

The cloud eagle began to unleash spiritual energy, as if it were resonating with the god of artifact. Only the little weirdo bird's body immediately resonated. Having absorbed most of the cloud eagle's power, something unexpected happened to the cloud eagle, which in turn affected the cloud eagle.

A new horizon and noise appeared in the mind of a cloud hawk.

This is not the image and sound captured by one's eyes and ears. It is what the bird sees and hears. It connects to the host's audiovisual nervous system through special means, and eventually transmits the image and sound to the mind of the cloud hawk. This is equivalent to one more pair of eyes and ears, which the eagle had never encountered before, and he was immediately surprised to be unable to speak.

The little monster is just like the speculation!

Its essence is a special artifact!

Just like a common artifact, the artifact itself functions differently, but the artifact does not have the means to directly produce effects and abilities. Only when the spirit of the hunter resonates with the artifact will the artifact unleash a strange special function and power.

This little weirdo is an artifact, and it has some special abilities, but it can't be done on its own, and with the help of the demon hunter's spiritual power, the little weirdo can use a thousand weird abilities.

It's amazing!

It's amazing!

The eagle never imagined what it would feel like to have two sets of audio-visual abilities, but after a few seconds, the eagle felt a little dizzy and nauseous. Because the human brain has limited ability to process image information and sound information, it is certain that too much information is being squeezed in at the same time to adapt.

Sit on the floor, close your eyes and cover your ears.

Cloudhawks shut down their audio-visual abilities as much as possible, so that it feels better to distinguish things purely from the bird's perspective and hearing. When the vision of the bird appeared in his mind, the eagle was surprised to find that the bird's vision was not quite the same as that of humans.

The bird's field of view is brighter and clearer, even in dark corners. In addition, the bird's eye is much more colour-responsive and sensitive than the human eye. Some people's eyes cannot recognize the colour, so the bird's field of view is much brighter and more colourful than that of humans.

Not only are the eyes very special, but their ears seem to be quite sharp, and the eagle can clearly hear a lot of sounds that are not normally heard, which suggests that the ears of the birds can listen to soundwave bands longer than humans, so they can hear a lot of sounds that humans can't hear.

The most important thing is that your vision and hearing are too strong.

The little weirdo clearly identifies a small wall seam in the corner, and it also hears very clearly that the outside wind is already far from the street, and unless it has undergone special evolution or variation, human audiovisual capability is definitely not as strong.

The cloud hawk is happier.

Not only is the bird extremely psychic, but it is also a very good reconnaissance device. Its body is so small that it has a lot of inconvenient access, and it may want to share what it sees and hears with the eagle. How useful is this ability?

The little weirdo starts flying in the room, and when he looks at his body at 360 degrees, the cloud eagle has a very strange feeling, and he's never seen his body from another person's point of view.

Cloud eagles don't meet indoors.

He wondered how powerful the little weirdo was.

The little freak bird arrives outside through the window and, as the cloud hawk has just speculated, the little freak bird has a very good vision, it can see any corner clearly, even at night, and any item color in the field of view is particularly prominent, so any minor changes can be seen more clearly.

The cloudhawk soon discovered the limitations of the little weirdo bird. When it left the cloudhawk 100 meters away, what the cloudhawk saw became very blurred. It was probably the relationship between the cloudhawk's current strength limitations, so the little weirdo bird could not leave the cloudhawk too far.

The test is almost done.

When the eagle is ready to recall the bird.

There was a noise coming from the room not far north of Chenxi, who she seemed to talk to.

“You're pissing me off! The old man in the North Chentian is so lame! I just looked at a broken dagger and didn't want to get me anything. How dare you! ”

“Lady, you can't blame the Handsome Master, you see that the dagger is a forbidden item just collected! This evil object, dug from the ruins, is forbidden for anyone to carry. It is a rule promulgated by the Temple. You are also a member of the Temple. ”

“Ahhh! Temple, temple, what good is it to enter the temple? You thought I wanted to go to the temple if I hadn't overwhelmed Yunyin Moon's stinking woman. ”

“Shh! Keep your voice down! Don't say that nonsense! ”

“I just want that dagger! ”

The young lady in Beichenxi seemed angry, and the cloud hawk felt a little curious, letting the little weirdo fly over to see. As the bird flew into the window where the sound came from, the image coming from inside flashed the eagle.

A huge bathroom.

Two fourteen and five-year-old close-knit waitresses respectfully stood around and massaged their young ladies on their shoulders.

Beautiful Miss North Chenxi is lying naked in a bathtub called a swimming pool, her arms grabbing the edge of the bathtub very casually and enjoying a massage all over her body, most of her body immersed in pure, glassy water, her skin fine as condensed grease, her shoulders soft as silk satin, her noble white gold hair wet and scattered, blocking some of her strong chest twins, if hidden, very attractive.

This noble lady, without the usual hard and barbaric appearance, is like a little girl who can't get candy, full of blues and a grumpy temper. Both thighs are like a pair of ivory chopsticks, tight, long, snow white, straight, two feet are constantly holding water flowers, the surface of the water floats with rose-colored petals, barely covering the view of the intimate area.

The two little waitresses are patiently massaging and comforting young ladies who like to cause trouble.

A cloud hawk never dreamed of seeing this.

Miss Beichenxi is not a normal person. Almost instantly, she found something. Her eyes looked directly at her. At this moment, the cloud eagle was frightened. Now it feels like the eagle is standing in front of each other. Can the eagle not be jumped next?

“What a beautiful bird! Grab it! ”

This very powerful young lady revealed her surprise, Miaoman's moving body, leaping from the pool, did not know that this was a complete spring light. But the cloud eagle had no time to peep. This woman was so insightful that she found the bird, otherwise it would be bad.

The little freaky bird is leaving soon.

Beichenxi revealed anxiety. She grabbed a fruit nucleus that had just thrown up in the plate, and Snow Fixed her right arm waved. When the fruit nukes came out, she burst into the ear like a pistol bullet and hit the little bird in the middle of the sky. She only heard a bang, and the little bird planted.

“What are you two doing standing there?” Kita Chenxi has worn a bath towel, "go get it back! ”

The cloud eagle was astonished.

Because the images and the voices are gone.

Has the bird been knocked out by this crazy woman?

Beichenxi's strength is too scary. Although it is a casual throw of the fruit nucleus, its power can be comparable to that of a weak pistol bullet, but the cloud hawk knows the strength of the bird's body, so it is not enough to be shot to death.

A golden shadow twisted back into the room as the eagle prepared to go out looking.

“Are you okay? ”

The cloudhawk felt the emotions coming from the bird, which meant pain. He hurriedly extended his hands to hold the bird, and the bird was slightly injured. He cleaned the left inner plush with his positive mouth, but it didn't look seriously injured.

The cloudhawk is relieved to see this place.

It turns out the birds didn't lose their ability to share audio-visually because of their trauma.

If the bird is a artifact, then the audio-visual sharing ability is the artifact function. How much mental energy the eagle uses on the artifact will directly affect the effect, while the eagle consumes most of the mental energy, which is only three or four minutes for the bird to reconnaissance.

A hundred meters radius.

Time three or four minutes.

This limitation is a little too great, but the cloudhawk believes it's temporary, as long as the strength improves, the time and range that the little weirdo can provide will certainly be longer and wider.

When cloudhawks treat little freaky birds.

He suddenly had a serious problem.

Now North Chenxi must be looking for this bird everywhere. If we don't hide it soon, something will happen! The cloud eagle rushed to hide the little weirdo bird, who knew that at this time the sound of the northern sunrise was coming from outside.

Boom!

The door was brutally broken open.