The great Roc Bird let out a piercing shriek and soared into the sky, for a moment seeming to blot out the sun. Each flap of its golden wings, which spanned a total of twenty meters, unleashed a gale like a sweeping hurricane.
This Roc Bird stood over seven meters tall, its form both streamlined and massive. Every single one of its feathers seemed forged from azure gold, gleaming with a dazzling light while also exuding an archaic aura that spoke of an endless passage of time.
This was the aura of its heritage. Even though it was only a juvenile Great Roc, the ancient lineage of the Divine Bird flowed through its bloodline.
"SKREEE!"
At that moment, looking down at Su Zhou, Garuda let out another furious cry. The human form of the golden-haired girl was merely a body it had instinctively created. Its true self was stored within its Pure Cyan Glaze Heart—that was its real weak spot. In either human or bird form, its head was not the critical point.
