Sky Island Survival: I Have a Kunpeng Clone

The eagle stood on a huge reef, a few strands of black hair on its forehead blowing in the strong wind.

It was idly playing with a jet-black raven tail feather.

Not far away, several raiders guarded a small cloud boat, not daring to utter a sound.

"Boring, so boring."

The eagle murmured to itself, its voice almost swallowed by the wind.

"I thought we could play a little longer, but it was just a one-sided crushing victory. That little mudskipper, besides being able to burrow underground, wasn't anything special."

He had expected to encounter some decent resistance.

At least it allows the divine beasts to stretch their muscles.

Unexpectedly, the other party was so decisive, directly diving into the depths of the sea of ​​clouds, thwarting his plans.

Just then, something unexpected happened!

One of the divine beasts, which had been quietly hovering nearby, suddenly moved without warning!

It suddenly turned its head and aimed at the nearest raider.

Before the guard could even scream, he was struck by the giant beak of the divine monster, which moved with lightning speed.

His entire body exploded like a watermelon hit by a heavy hammer, with blood and flesh flying everywhere!

"Varied……?!"

The other guards were horrified and instinctively wanted to back away.

But the divine abomination moved even faster!

Its tattered, fleshy wings flapped wildly, and its massive body displayed an agility disproportionate to its size, charging into the guard group like a ghost!

Its giant beak pecked repeatedly, and its sharp claws tore!

Screams, the cracking of bones, and the tearing of flesh filled the air instantly!

In just a few breaths.

The looters were reduced to a pile of mangled flesh and limbs.

The languor and amusement on the vulture's face vanished instantly.

"It's out of control again?"

Far from being afraid, he took a few steps forward and observed the divine evil with great interest.

Suddenly, the divine monster stopped eating and abruptly turned to the vulture!

Whoosh!

A dark shadow streaked through the air!

It was a black feather shot out by the divine monstrous creature, aimed directly at the heart of the eagle!

The eagle's figure swayed eerily, twisting as if it had no bones, narrowly avoiding a fatal blow, but its clothing was torn at the shoulder, leaving a bloody gash.

"Heh...interesting!"

The eagle licked its lips, its eyes flashing with a mad light.

"Even creation is like this. It seems that even the Raven Feather God is nothing special."

Instead of backing down, he took the initiative to meet him.

The giant beak swooped down with a fierce wind!

The vulture avoided the head, but its left arm, along with half of its shoulder, was torn off!

Blood gushed out like a fountain!

A sharp pain shot through him, and the eagle's face instantly turned pale.

But his smile grew even brighter, and he even let out a soft, pleased chuckle.

Despite losing half of his body, he still stood steadily, the granulation tissue at the wound throbbing wildly, his eyes filled with a morbid satisfaction.

"Phew! This place really suits me better!"

……

Kunlun City struggled to navigate beneath the sea of ​​clouds.

The pressure was immense, the light was dim, and huge black shadows occasionally darted past.

The Kunpeng erected a shield of power, barely managing to withstand the erosion of the environment.

Everyone clung tightly to the stable objects around them, afraid of being thrown off.

He Chuan looked at the casualty report with a gloomy expression.

Although they managed to dive in time, the initial waves of feather attacks from the Divine Abomination still resulted in more than a dozen casualties.

"Black-feathered Raven..."

He Chuan clenched his fists; he would remember this blood debt.

After lurking in the lower layers of the sea of ​​clouds for most of the day, and estimating that they had shaken off the divine calamity's pursuit, He Chuan ordered the Kunpeng to slowly rise to the surface.

I saw the light of the two moons.

Everyone felt like they had survived a disaster.

In the distance, the lights of the Mexico City Islands are already faintly visible.

This time, He Chuan didn't stop and directly controlled the Kunpeng to drive into the parking area.

They resettled the wounded, handed over the indigenous residents who wished to leave, and replenished supplies.

He was so busy with a series of things that he barely had time to breathe.

After entrusting most of the trivial matters to Qin Ya and Gu Mingyuan.

He Chuan went directly to Mo Jiu.

It was still in that quiet meeting room.

Mo Jiu listened to He Chuan's description of the divine attack.

"Based on your description, we are fairly certain that it is an entity called 'Divine Abomination,' which possesses divine power and is able to break through the cloud barrier."

Mo Jiu stated calmly, without any fluctuation in her expression.

"It is difficult for conventional cloud boats and flying mounts to gain air superiority against them."

"So I need something to fight them. Is there any way? Helpers, or technology or something."

Mo Jiu remained silent for a moment, seemingly retrieving data from the database.

Then, she raised her hand, and a beam of light shot from her fingertips, forming a complex three-dimensional structure in the air.

It was a streamlined structure.

It has wings like a bird, a spindle-shaped body similar to a fish, and an intricate structure.

"This is the 'Kite'," Mo Jiu explained, "an ancient single-soldier flying combat weapon. Its original design purpose was to challenge altitudes and break through the barrier of clouds."

He Chuan's spirits lifted, and he carefully examined the details of the blueprint.

鸢。

Legend has it that this occurred in the distant past, before the birth of the Moyan tribe.

There once existed a race obsessed with the sky, yearning to break through the barrier of the sea of ​​clouds and see the stars in the sky with their own eyes.

They poured all their resources into creating a flying machine called "Kite".

The final outcome was, of course, failure.

All the kites, along with their creators, perished on their journey to explore the skies.

However, this design blueprint was unexpectedly preserved by the Mo Yan tribe.

This type of aircraft relies on purely mechanical power.

Meanwhile, it uses air crystals as the core driving force, combined with an ingenious aerodynamic layout and special lightweight materials.

It is capable of achieving high maneuverability and reaching a certain flight altitude.

It can be equipped with light crossbows or throwing weapons, and even be modified appropriately.

It is an ideal platform for aerial combat.

Compared to the earliest gliders of the previous life, its performance and maneuverability are much better.

"Its core materials are 'Wind Pattern Wood' and 'Floating Crystal Ore,' both of which can be purchased in Mo City."

"Although the manufacturing process is complex, it is not difficult and can be replicated."

"We will provide you with all the necessary technical support."

He Chuan looked at Mo Jiu and asked the question that had been bothering him:

"Why? Why are you helping us like this? This isn't an ordinary thing, is it?"

Mo Jiu tilted her head slightly, her face still bearing that perfect, service-like smile:

"Our mission is to help our valued customers overcome their difficulties."

She paused, then added a sentence, her tone seemingly changing slightly.

"And Mother seems to be looking forward to it. Perhaps you can do some things that we haven't been able to do."

Some things that were not accomplished?

He Chuan didn't press the matter; he knew he wouldn't get any answers.

The behavioral logic of the Moyan tribe.

It is inherently difficult to judge using common sense.

"What do I need to give in terms of materials and technical support?"

"Settlement can be made according to the maximum limit for C-level permissions. If the limit is insufficient, it can be repaid in installments using subsequent resources or achievements."

Mo Jiu's answer was perfectly flawless.

"make a deal."

He Chuan did not hesitate.

The importance of air superiority is self-evident.

Fighting, battling, and any struggle on an individual basis.

It's all about the clash of skills and abilities.

Even the slightest difference can lead to different results.

However, wars based on the group are exactly the opposite.

It has to be a disparity that is overwhelmingly large for people to accept.

The best warriors don't necessarily have spectacular military exploits; that's exactly the case.

Leaving Mo Jiu's residence, He Chuan looked at the bustling night view of Mo City and took a deep breath.

This lesson, which wasn't exactly a failure, served as a wake-up call to his recent mindset.

This sea of ​​clouds was far more dangerous and vast than he had imagined.

He touched the Mo Jiu doll on his shoulder, which seemed to be always in standby mode.

"Let's go, it's time to go back and build the plane!"