The Luckiest Dumb Doctor

Chapter 794 - Chapter 794 Chapter 794 Three-eyed Golden Eagle_1

Chapter 794: Chapter 794 Three-eyed Golden Eagle_1 Chapter 794: Chapter 794 Three-eyed Golden Eagle_1 The aura chilled Greg Jensen to the bone in an instant, and he instinctively looked up into the sky, only to see three red-glowing eyes staring at him eerily.

“Is it tree eyes? No, that’s not right, this tree is far from evolving to the stage of having eyes. It must be some fierce beast up there!”

Boom!!

Suddenly, as he was pondering, the massive shadow whooshed into motion, seemingly flapping its wings, and burst out from the dense foliage, swooping down towards him from above.

Only upon getting closer did he see clearly that it was a huge bird, or rather, an eagle almost the size of a calf, with golden wings that spanned more than three meters in width, and talons as sharp as a Treasure Sword.

Its curved and sharp beak was tightly closed, shimmering with a chilling cold light, and most surprisingly, this golden eagle had three eyes on its forehead, crimson pupils with rings of patterns around them.

The golden eagle came at him with a menacing momentum, and in an instant, its sharp talons reached out towards Greg Jensen’s head.

Luckily, Greg Jensen reacted swiftly, using the Drifting Dragon Movement Skill to dodge with an effortless grace.

Boom!

The golden eagle missed and grabbed at the boulder where he had been standing, its exaggerated clamping force shattering the massive rock.

That wasn’t the end, as the golden eagle, with a bounce and a flap of its wings, charged at Greg Jensen once more.

This time it was even faster, ignoring the distance of more than ten meters, sweeping its blade-like wings towards his neck, every move potentially fatal!

“Hmph, I want to see whether your wings are harder, or if my Sword is sharper!”

Greg Jensen drew his Triangular Sword in a sudden motion, and a burst of sacred Sword Qi dashed forward, creating a dazzling array of phantasms in front of him, and impacted the golden eagle with a preemptive strike.

The explosive Sword Qi carried a destructive intent, effortlessly tearing through the feathers on its body, forcibly restraining the golden eagle’s movements, preventing it from getting close for the moment.

Whoosh!

Taking advantage of this brief interval, Greg Jensen switched his sword technique, standing in place like a Laser Cannon, firing off one fierce Sword Qi after another.

In less than two breaths’ time, the golden eagle’s stamina was significantly depleted by him, and finally, a sword thrust pierced its heart, ending its life.

After confirming that there were no other fierce beasts around, he swung his sword, partitioning the body of the golden eagle, and extracted its blood, storing it in porcelain bottles.

Fierce beasts of this stage are precious from head to toe, their meat fitted for consumption and medicinal use, and some even contain Beast Cores. On the market, a single Beast Core could sell for millions of US dollars.

This golden eagle might have been lacking in strength; Greg Jensen

The many wild pigs and chickens that had been waiting eagerly approached him with excitement.

“Go on, get out of the way! Don’t block me!”

Greg kicked a wild chicken out of his path with one foot and gathered some cotton and straw to make a bed for the five golden eagles.

He then treated Goldie’s wounds, fed him some herbal medicine, and the recovery speed was quite fast. In less than half a day, Goldie could move around, but being emaciated, it looked like more time was needed to regain strength.

Over the next month, Greg spent half his time cultivating and the other half caring for the young golden eagles. From time to time, he went hunting and chewed up some of the beast meat to feed them while the rest was shared with the other animals.

Under his attentive care, Goldie regained his former splendor, his coat shining brightly and visibly solid muscles growing.

The young golden eagles grew into large ones, almost matching Goldie in size, with sharp beaks, lethal talons, and wings with scintillating golden light, each resembling more and more the Three-eyed Golden Eagle Greg had killed.

They hardly needed him to hunt actively, as the five golden eagles could now hunt on their own.

The only regret was that their third eye remained closed, possibly not yet reaching a certain level of maturation required to open.