A deathly pale face, blood-red eyes—right in the middle of that flock of crows, it was shockingly conspicuous. If anyone saw him suddenly appear like that, they’d probably drop dead of fright.
If her hands weren’t injured, Serena would honestly have patted her own chest to calm down.
Seriously, this is terrifying—no joke!
This Demon Sect really is scary. No wonder they got wiped out!
“Eastlyn’s Ninth Royal Uncle, you truly live up to your reputation. Such courage—to dare enter our Holy Sect’s Holy Land alone.” The face spoke, and the next second, the flock of crows shifted, revealing the man behind it to everyone.
“Birdman?” Dorian blurted out, his eyes wide and round.
So this whole flock of crows had been carrying him, flying him here. No wonder the swarm was so huge and overwhelming—seriously, it was terrifying.
Birdman shot Dorian a glare, then snapped his robes. Instantly, the crows behind him scattered and flew off.
How amazing! No wonder he’s called Birdman—he can actually command crows. Dorian stared at him with sparkling eyes, practically ready to write 'I worship you!' across his face.
Birdman ignored Dorian and turned to Nolan Dongling. “I am Rowan Bloom, Sect Master of the Holy Sect.”