A large number of Tristar Vultures scattered and flew away.
Facing the impending apocalypse of dark death, they must get as far away from this area as possible, even if it means living just a moment longer. Their bodies instinctively screamed for them to give it their all.
Lilia ended her true body transformation and stood atop the already mostly collapsed Sanxingdui. Next to her was the Tristar Vulture Elder, severely eroded by the death aura, his aura waning and on the verge of death.
Lilia supported this Elder, gazing into the sky at the flock of crows flying towards the heavens following the Death Crow leader.
"Elder, what are they doing, why have they left the seal?"
Originally, Lilia thought that the Death Crow leader was about to seek revenge, and she even had resigned herself to death. Yet, she was surprised that these Death Crows bypassed them and flew upwards.
The Tristar Vulture Elder, breathing more in than out, gazed toward the sky.
