Final Lord

Chapter 57 Golden-feathered Griffin (Thanks to the Leader for being speechless)
In the strong wind, Heska slowly descended while grabbing a prey that was much larger than her.

"That's... a level 3 golden-winged griffin!" Wang Bufu looked at the scene in shock.

Heska's right wing was almost torn in two, with the wing bone protruding through the gray-brown feathers, like a broken battle flag hanging on a broken mast.

Her left claw dug deep into the golden-feathered griffin's neck bone. The griffin's hair was clung to a mop of reddish gold with blood, and three of Heska's tail feathers were still stuck in the flight feathers at the end of its wings. The griffin's beak was half open, and the gaping wound in its throat revealed a number of bitten-off harpy feathers—feathers from Heska!
Heska stumbled as she landed, her left shin protruding from the skin at a sharp angle, but she still managed to tuck the griffin's tail into her tail feathers and raise it high above her head. The setting sun, shining through the hole in the griffin's right wing, cast blood-like spots of light on her face, which flickered between them, the afterglow of her victory.

"It's the Golden-winged Griffin! An enemy even more formidable than the Cliff Saber Tiger."

"Oh my god! The mistress hunted the golden-winged griffins! How did she do it? We were driven to Ghost Falls by the golden-winged griffins."

Even Wang Bufu was silent when he saw this scene. He looked at the bruised and battered Heska and never thought that she could go to such lengths for victory.

Griffins are also social flying creatures. Their physical flexibility is no less than that of harpies. Their special skills of forced counterattack and unlimited counterattack are the nemesis of the harpies.

In the ecological chain of the God's World, the Griffin completely dominated the Harpy, just like the wolf and sheep in reality.

There was no doubt that Heska had performed a miracle. The miracle of the sheep killing the wolf.

Heska sat weakly on the ground, the blood dripping down her body quickly forming a pool. She no longer had the strength to loudly declare her victory to her people. She could only powerlessly put the golden-winged griffin down, staring at the king and saying:
"I did it, beast! I told you I wouldn't let you win so easily!
I don't have hands, so I can't use traps to hunt cliff tigers like you do. But I have the same courage and bloodiness as you do!

"Now is not the time to talk about this." Wang Bufu approached Heska and took out a bottle of healing potion from his arms. "You need to stop the bleeding, or you will die."

"You want to help me with treatment?" Heska was stunned.

Wang Bufei did not answer. He bit off the cork of the healing potion with his teeth, smeared the potion on the palm of his hand, and stroked the wound on Heska's body evenly and carefully.

Heska felt the pain in her body slowly disappear, and she asked in disbelief:

"Amazing! This kind of healing magic potion must be very expensive. Why are you helping me? I've been unkind to you, so you deserve to take this opportunity to retaliate against me."

Even if you don't want to retaliate against me, you can just leave me alone and let me die. Once I'm dead, those three remaining wimpy leaders will definitely not be your match, and you can easily win the hunting competition."

Wang Bufu raised his eyelids and glanced at Heska, then said calmly, "What I need is to conquer you and make you my subjects, not to kill you. You are the most outstanding among the Harpies. I would be very sorry if you died."

"I don't think I've ever asked you why you need us?"

"Do I need you for any reason? I am a lord, you are here, I see, I conquer, that's all."

Heska: ...

"Too domineering, such an unreasonable beast."

"It's okay, not as unreasonable as you guys. You're the ones who are unreasonable, hindering my hunting while going out to hunt bigger prey yourself."

"I don't understand what you're saying." Heska looked up in confusion. "Then I'll just assume you don't understand." Wang Bufu applied potion to Heska's last wound, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "It's done. Aside from the broken bones in the wings, which will take a while to heal, everything else is fine. There's no danger to your life."

Have your people weigh our prey today."

Heska nodded to the harpies standing nearby, and the harpies immediately took action.

"Chief Hege's harvest is 28 eagles!
Chief Helan’s harvest was 36 eagles!
Chief Hera's harvest is 44 eagles!"

"Lord Kate's catch was a Level 3 Cliff Saber Tiger. This one was even bigger than the one from yesterday, worth a full 40 eagles! Ten times that, that's 400 eagles!"

"Finally, it's Mistress Heska..." The harpy looked at Heska worriedly and called the harpies to fly over.

One, two, three... the number of harpies gathered together soon exceeded 40, but the net bag containing the golden-feathered griffin was still not lifted.

Wang Bu's face gradually darkened. He stepped forward and shouted, "Wait! Do you still have any shame?"

"Who allowed you to scold my people?" Heska stood in front of Wang Bufu. She wanted to scold Wang Bufu, but when she thought of the way Wang Bufu had treated her just now, she couldn't be tough anymore. Her voice became much lower, and she could only say awkwardly: "Lord Kate. What are you doing?"

Wang Bufu pointed at the Golden-Winged Griffin and said, "The Golden-Winged Griffin is much larger than the Cliff Sword Tiger, but it's a flying soldier! In order to be able to fly more conveniently, its bones have long since evolved into hollow bones that are strong yet quite light.

How could it possibly be heavier than the Cliff Saber Tiger?"

"What?" Heska's face darkened. She flew over to the cliff tiger, grabbed it with her claws, and pulled it up. But the tiger didn't move at all.

Just now, she flew a long distance with the golden-winged griffin in her arms and brought it back.

"Who told you to act so pretentiously?" Heska scolded the harpy in charge of the weighing. "This is a desecration of the sacred hunting competition. Do you want to be beaten?"

"Madam, we were wrong. We just didn't want you to lose to outsiders." The harpy in charge of statistics lowered her head in shame.

"I'll settle the score with you later. Now it's the correct amount. Measure it again for me."

"Yes!"

The harpies measured again, and this time, only ten harpies lifted the golden-winged griffin.

"Golden-winged Griffin, 10 Eagles. Calculated tenfold for a Tier 3 unit, that's 10 Eagles. The four leaders' combined harvest today is 100 Eagles, not as good as Lord Kate's."

The harpies all cried out in surprise. But they were not as excited as yesterday. Many of them showed sad expressions when they looked at Heska.

The mistress risked her life to hunt the golden-feathered griffin, but their combined loss was even worse than yesterday.

(End of this chapter)