These Griffins, as if energized like chickens on adrenaline, flapped their wings and charged toward Zong Shen.
Facing the flock of Griffins, Zong Shen felt a great sense of oppression.
Even the Captain-level Griffins were colossal beasts in Zong Shen's eyes.
Not to mention those Commander-level and Overlord-level Griffins.
At this moment, these Griffins were all screeching, and the sound of their wings alone could deafen one's ears.
It's just as well they can't speak human language; otherwise, they'd surely be hurling insults now.
The tens of meters' distance vanished in an instant as the closest Griffins reached him first.
They spat out Wind Blades, and the sky was filled with pale cyan Blade Light.
This was their Talent ability, requiring only the consumption of Mana, with no need for chanting or cooldown.
The sudden onslaught formed a terrifying momentum.
Zong Shen adjusted his legs slightly, trying to minimize his body's exposure to attacks.
