83: Destroy it!

The Black-crowned Golden Eagle clearly didn't care about Qiao Yu, attacking rapidly at a speed of Mach 3.9.

In just an instant, the Black-crowned Golden Eagle's claw strike arrived.

"Clang!"

The sound of a violent metallic collision rang out; if they were near a glass-paned building right now, the sheets of glass would surely have shattered together.

Fortunately, Qiao Yu's neural response speed had also been greatly improved. He drew his blood shadow battle blade with extreme speed, blocking the Black-crowned Golden Eagle's powerful claw strike.

However, this Black-crowned Golden Eagle was truly worthy of being a monster nearing the Intermediate Lord Level. Although Qiao Yu blocked the strike with his blood shadow battle blade, the impact from its Mach 3.9 speed sent him flying backward.

After all, Qiao Yu was standing on the back of a Golden Vulture rather than the ground, so his ability to resist impact was slightly inferior.

"Go!"

Qiao Yu used his Psychic Power to draw out the throwing knives bound to his feet. Ten throwing knives circled around him, moving with an agility reminiscent of Zenyatta from Overwatch.

The ten throwing knives shot out, aiming at the Black-crowned Golden Eagle from various tricky angles, attempting to exploit the physical awkwardness of an eagle-type monster.

"Is this humanoid creature a human or a monster? How can it control objects from a distance just like the Psycher Masters in my inherited memories? Can there be Psycher Masters among monsters too?"

The Black-crowned Golden Eagle, which was about to attack again, was startled, and its movements faltered.

It smelled like a monster, but its form was that of a human.

Its inherited memories contained information about Psycher Masters, but in all the years since its birth, this was the first time it had encountered one.

Calling it inherited memory was really just knowledge passed down from the mother bird to the hatchling.

But it was only slightly surprised; the speed of the throwing knives Qiao Yu launched did not exceed the Black-crowned Golden Eagle's own speed range.

Qiao Yu had only driven the throwing knives at the speed of sound just now. To the Black-crowned Golden Eagle, such a speed was no different from a crawl.

"I thought the legendary Psycher Masters were supposed to be powerful, but is this all?"

A playful look flickered in the Black-crowned Golden Eagle's eyes, intending to show this human what true speed looked like.

Although a Lord Level Black-crowned Golden Eagle's intelligence was no different from a human's, it still needed to learn.

In terms of personality, the Black-crowned Golden Eagle was more like an honest and straightforward adult, lacking many schemes.

It's not a high IQ monster that's scary; it's a monster that, like a human, knows how to use strategy.

But to understand strategy, one must suffer losses; as the saying goes, one only grows wiser by learning from their mistakes.

"Boom!"

The Black-crowned Golden Eagle flapped its wings violently, exploding with immense power. Its speed surged again, far surpassing its previous Mach 3.9.

Qiao Yu estimated this speed to be at least Mach 5—five times the speed of sound.

Just as the Black-crowned Golden Eagle charged toward Qiao Yu to kill him, the throwing knives it had previously ignored suddenly accelerated, mimicking its move.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

Three throwing knives struck the Black-crowned Golden Eagle's metallic feathers, creating the sound of clashing metal.

The remaining seven targeted the Black-crowned Golden Eagle's weak spots: its eyes, nostrils, ear canals, and the rear passage.

*Puchi!*

"Screech!"

A shrill, agonizing scream that echoed through the heavens erupted from the Black-crowned Golden Eagle's beak.

"Tsk, what a pity."

Qiao Yu clicked his tongue; out of the seven throwing knives, only one had hit its mark.

Since the Black-crowned Golden Eagle was very vigilant and possessed high intelligence, Qiao Yu naturally couldn't reveal his full strength upon their first encounter.

With the sharpness of Grade 6 throwing knives, it was basically impossible to damage a Lord Level monster, so he had to attack their weakest points.

He first controlled the throwing knives to attack at normal sonic speed, causing the Black-crowned Golden Eagle to drop its guard.

Taking advantage of the Black-crowned Golden Eagle's lapse in vigilance, he then manipulated six throwing knives to strike at its eyes, nose, and ears at Mach 3.

Qiao Yu naturally knew the Black-crowned Golden Eagle would be on guard. Sure enough, those six throwing knives failed to cause any damage under its defense.

But Qiao Yu had an ace up his sleeve; the final throwing knife was thrust fiercely into the Black-crowned Golden Eagle's vital spot at Mach 7.

As the saying goes, all is fair in war. When one lacks absolute power to suppress an opponent, it is best to use schemes.

If a scheme fails to kill the monster and it escapes, it will accumulate experience, making it even harder to kill next time.

At this moment, the Black-crowned Golden Eagle stopped flapping its wings, which had a span of over 30 meters. Its muscles tensed up, and it fell straight down.

Just as Qiao Yu thought the Black-crowned Golden Eagle was done for and moved in for the finishing blow, the falling eagle's expression suddenly shifted, revealing a similarly devious and cunning look in its eyes.

The Black-crowned Golden Eagle flapped its wings violently, pouncing in front of Qiao Yu almost instantly. Its claw strike, nearing the Intermediate Lord Level, directly tore Qiao Yu and the Golden Vulture beneath his feet into several pieces.

"Screech!"

The Black-crowned Golden Eagle's cry was filled with joy and mockery. Although its cloaca was injured, to the point where its intestines were mangled into a mess,

such an injury wasn't fatal for a Lord Level monster. Qiao Yu had feigned weakness, and the Black-crowned Golden Eagle, whose intelligence was no lower than a human's, had likewise learned Qiao Yu's tactic of feigning weakness.

While the Black-crowned Golden Eagle rejoiced, bright red blood continued to leak from its cloaca.

However, before the Black-crowned Golden Eagle could celebrate for long, a strange change occurred to the fragmented remains of Qiao Yu and the Golden Vulture.

Because the cutting speed had been so fast, even the cross-sections were smooth and flat meat segments, but now they began to adhere.

Several meat segments stuck to each other, layering and overlapping, until they finally reconnected and restored Qiao Yu and the Golden Vulture to their original forms.

Even the clothes on his body were not damaged in the slightest.

Qiao Yu merely smiled faintly, nonchalantly watching the Black-crowned Golden Eagle as its expression plummeted from joy to terror.

"Screech!"

The Black-crowned Golden Eagle launched another high-speed assault, and Qiao Yu and the Golden Vulture beneath him were once again torn into pieces.

"Ta-da! Dormammu, I'm back."

The meat segments adhered once more, and Qiao Yu made a face at the Black-crowned Golden Eagle.

Divided again, assembled again.

Split again, joined again.

After seven or eight consecutive attacks, the Black-crowned Golden Eagle completely broke down.

The human before it seemed unkillable. No matter how many times the Black-crowned Golden Eagle killed him, tore him into pieces, or even turned him into mincemeat,

it could not kill Qiao Yu. Every time Qiao Yu returned to life, it dealt a heavy blow to its spirit.

The Black-crowned Golden Eagle even tried attacking without pause, but Qiao Yu's resurrection speed only grew faster until the eagle was utterly exhausted.

This Black-crowned Golden Eagle, nearing the Intermediate Lord Level, truly fell straight to the ground this time.

If the Black-crowned Golden Eagle could speak, the only thing on its mind right now would likely be:

"Just destroy it all, I'm tired..."