The Demon Serpent's Fangs on the ground watched in terror, letting out uneasy hisses.
The Storm Griffin King, clutching the struggling Two-headed Giant Lizard, rapidly ascended to an altitude of nearly a hundred meters.
The ground below shrank, the horde of Demons looking like a dense cluster of black dots.
Raylo lay low on the Storm Griffin King's back, feeling the cold high-altitude wind and the surging power of the Magical Beast beneath him.
He knew it was time.
"Baofeng, drop it!"
At the command, the Storm Griffin King unhesitatingly released its steel-like talons.
It was the same tactic he had seen a Double-headed Flying Dragon use to hunt an Earth Dragon.
Even if a Flying Magical Beast was a full Tier higher, it would struggle to quickly kill a land-based Tier Three Magical Beast with high defenses using its own offensive power alone.
