Ah Guang instinctively praised his friend, but before he could finish, he noticed that his friend's expression was rather grim.
In the next moment—
Whoosh, whoosh!
Two piercing sounds tore through the air.
The "monster" that had been blasted apart by the air cannon reappeared once more.
The human skin was long gone.
All that remained was the monstrous body that straddled the line between reality and illusion.
It vaguely resembled a flying chicken.
Except it had four wings.
Its head bore a human face.
"A human-faced bird!"
Ah Guang's expression shifted as he raised his hand again.
Whoosh!
This time, it wasn't an air cannon but a powerful gust that erupted forth.
The gust swept toward the two human-faced birds.
But it was completely ineffective.
The two human-faced birds not only did not retreat but instead surged headlong against the wind.
"Zhinai, run!"
Ah Guang shouted loudly.
