Beast Taming: Starting From Zero

The Thunder Swiftbird's strength should have easily overwhelmed the Stone Helm Spirit.

But its old injuries were too severe. The energy within it had almost depleted, and its once-proud wings had been crippled during a fierce battle not long ago.

It couldn't even walk properly, let alone fly.

The Stone Helm Spirit also had old wounds, but they were far less serious than the Thunder Swiftbird's.

More importantly, the Stone Helm Spirit could disappear to create distance, while the Thunder Swiftbird could only stay in place and rely on lightning for both offense and defense.

In this confrontation, the advantage seemed to lean toward the Stone Helm Spirit.

For the umpteenth time, the Stone Helm Spirit's round eyes emitted a purple glow, and the black ground beneath it became a deep abyss, dragging the Thunder Swiftbird into it.

The Dark Night Feast skill was inescapable for the Thunder Swiftbird in its current condition.

For the third time, the Thunder Swiftbird was swallowed by the blackened ground.

Every time the Thunder Swiftbird was hit by the Dark Nigh Feast skill, the Stone Helm Spirit would let out a strange, drugged-sounding cry.

When the Thunder Swiftbird resurfaced, its feathers had become dull and lifeless, looking completely withered.

"Thunder Swift." The Thunder Swiftbird growled, glaring hatefully at the Stone Helm Spirit.

If it hadn't fought so fiercely to hold the line and taken so much damage before, there was no way the Stone Helm Spirit would be dominating it now.

All those so-called comrades had promised glory, saying it would reach the peak of bird kind.

And what happened?

Ever since it left the mountains, it had been fighting constantly, and whenever it lost, it was chased and hunted.

It couldn’t even enjoy a good meal or have a single peaceful night’s sleep.

Its once magnificent wings had gone bald, and its hardest claws had lost a segment.

Because it came later, all the dirty and exhausting tasks were dumped on it.

Here, the Silver-Tail Sea Serpent could rest under fruit trees and sleep as it pleased.

But it? Every day it was stuck at the signal tower, releasing electromagnetic waves, under orders not to cause direct damage, only disrupt things.

It couldn't recklessly use its skills or even sleep whenever it wanted. It had to regularly release electromagnetic pulses.

It had enough of this unfair treatment!

The more the Thunder Swiftbird thought about it, the angrier it became.

"Thunder Swift!"

With a skyward roar, it gathered the last vestiges of energy from within.

Just moments ago, the scorching sun had been high in the sky, but now, darkness descended overhead.

Massive clouds formed, and jagged bolts of lightning branched out in all directions, booming through the heavens.

In the next second, multiple bolts of lightning clawed the ground, striking near the Stone Helm Spirit. Electric arcs burst in the air.

This display quickly caught the attention of the police who were still hurrying toward the scene.

"It's Zhou Xian's Thunder Swiftbird." The middle-aged woman said, her face heavy with concern.

What was going on? Why was there such a sudden commotion?

Who was the Thunder Swiftbird fighting?

Other than the child who made the call, was there someone else up there?

"Ah-Feng, faster." Ye Ranran urged, patting the Wind Eagle on the back.

Fwoosh! The Wind Eagle let out a call and accelerated.

Qiao Sang, sitting nearby, watched with growing alarm.

This was her first time being so close to lightning…

She had already forgotten how she had recently been attacked by the Magnemouse.

The range of the lightning strikes was vast, but somehow, within two meters of the man, no bolts landed.

The Stone Helm Spirit frantically tried to evade, but no matter where it moved, lightning was there to greet it.

Soon, a bolt hit the Stone Helm Spirit directly, sending it crashing to the ground.

"Helm!!!"

The Stone Helm Spirit let out a heartbreaking scream.

The lightning in the sky continued to strike without pause.

Yabao was drawn toward the spectacle of lightning.

He momentarily forgot to maintain the energy for his Fire Fang skill, mesmerized by the dazzling flashes before his eyes.

In his gaze, there was admiration.

When could he be that strong too…?

At this moment, the man on the ground stirred from the loud noises, frowning slightly as he slowly opened his eyes.

Just as the Yabao turned his head, his gaze met the man’s.

Both were startled.

In the next instant, Yabao’s eyes hardened, and he rammed his head into the man with all his might.

Before he could react, the man was knocked out cold again.

Yabao let out a sigh of relief.

That was close…

Qiao Sang didn’t notice the little episode with Yabao.

She was too focused on the two battle-worn beasts in front of her and suddenly had a bold idea.

The lightning storm finally ended after nearly half a minute, the clouds dispersing.

The Thunder Swiftbird, already low on energy, had barely any left after being devoured three times by the Dark Night Feast.

Its last-ditch effort, the Thunderstorm Fury, had drained every drop of energy it had.

The Thunder Swiftbird began to sway, barely holding itself up through sheer willpower.

Looking at the charred Stone Helm Spirit struggling to rise from the ground, it felt a rush of satisfaction.

You think you’re tough? Your big brother is still your big brother.

No matter how injured it was, as long as it had enough energy, it could still obliterate its foes with a single move!

"Thunder Swift."

"Thunder Swift."

The Thunder Swiftbird crowed proudly at the Stone Helm Spirit.

"Helm."

The Stone Helm Spirit glared hatefully at the Thunder Swiftbird. It struggled to stand, but its limbs were powerless.

Its vision began to blur, and suddenly, it thought of its master.

Ignoring the Thunder Swiftbird's taunts, it lay still on the ground, its eyes turning purple once again.

This time, the black ground began to spread toward Qiao Sang, starting from the Stone Helm Spirit.

Qiao Sang watched the black surface pass under the Thunder Swiftbird and continue toward her, an uneasy feeling rising in her heart.

No more waiting!

She didn’t know the limits of high-level beasts or generals, but seeing them now, it seemed they were both at their breaking points.

"Stone Helm Spirit, I’ll help you!" Qiao Sang shouted.

The Stone Helm Spirit paused, startled by her words, forgetting to continue its skill.

Help it? Help it with what?

"Yabao, use Flame Charge on the Thunder Swiftbird’s bald wing!" Qiao Sang ordered.

Even if this attack didn’t take the Thunder Swiftbird down, it didn’t matter.

With her here, she could always recall Yabao to the Beastmaster Codex.

This time, the Thunder Swiftbird was furious.

Upon hearing Qiao Sang’s command, the Dark Night Feast stopped just past the Thunder Swiftbird's feet.

"Thunder Swift!"

Ignoring the commotion below, the Thunder Swiftbird turned to attack Qiao Sang, enraged.

Bald? Who's bald?! Who’s missing feathers?!

The Thunder Swiftbird tried to move, but its legs gave out, and it collapsed.

Yabao's eyes lit up upon hearing the command.

He had just witnessed the Thunder Swiftbird’s powerful lightning and knew it was a formidable opponent.

For his master to order an attack on such a beast meant she truly trusted him!

"Yap!"

Yabao's flames flared up, and with excitement, he summoned all his energy. In the next moment, a red flash shot forward, crashing into the immobilized Thunder Swiftbird.

"Thunder Swift!!"

The Thunder Swiftbird screamed in pain, feeling utterly humiliated as it looked at the Fire fang Dog, barely the size of its claw.

The still-feathered wing tried to swat the Fire fang Dog, but it lacked the strength.

"Yabao, use Fire Fang!" Qiao Sang called out at the perfect moment.

Yabao opened its mouth, its fire-wrapped fangs sinking into the Thunder Swiftbird’s limp wing.

"Thunder Swift!"

After one final cry, the Thunder Swiftbird fainted in unwillingness.

When the Wind Eagle arrived, Ye Ranran and the others witnessed this scene.