Chapter 35: Mental Communication, Returning to Base (Please vote and keep reading~)

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“Wang Tong, one of the world’s top hundred God of War experts, bears the title ‘Shadow Blade.’ His mastery of blade techniques and movement has reached the realm of artistic conception...”

Using his combat watch to scan Wang Tong’s face, Luo Feng ultimately retrieved the basic information the man had made public on the martial arts forum.

There was no information concerning Wang Tong’s force-amplification multiplier. Still, if he had reached a fourfold amplification, he would already qualify as an Invincible God of War. Since his name was absent from the ranks of the Invincible Gods of War, his amplification was presumably below fourfold.

But whatever the case, Wang Tong’s strength was undeniable.

“If I had been even slightly careless and allowed him to close in on me, then...” Luo Feng felt a lingering tremor in his heart.

At close quarters, he had no doubt that Wang Tong possessed the strength to kill him.

Fortunately, he had been cautious enough.

“Though it seems killing someone doesn’t affect me all that much...” Luo Feng thought to himself.

Aside from his heart beating a little faster than usual at the moment of the kill, he had felt no fear, nervousness, or nausea.

There was only calmness and indifference.

Calm action, and indifference toward the person who had wanted him dead.

“It’s just a pity. We were both Huaxia citizens. He should have stood on the side of the nation and humanity, driven back the monsters, and defended our homeland. Instead, he committed such an evil act.”

Luo Feng felt a trace of regret, along with some confusion. They had been nothing more than two high-level lord-rank monsters, worth no more than forty billion Huaxia dollars. With Wang Tong’s strength, couldn’t he have focused on low- and mid-level lord-rank monsters instead? By killing more of them and spending a little more time, he could have earned the same amount.

Luo Feng was not exaggerating. As far as he knew, an ordinary early- or mid-level God of War expert could earn ten billion Huaxia dollars a year simply by hunting monsters.

With Wang Tong’s strength, even if he worked hard and pushed himself, earning twenty or thirty billion a year would not have been difficult.

After sighing over the matter, Luo Feng stopped dwelling on it.

He had White place the severely wounded and helpless Black-Crowned Golden Eagle, along with Wang Tong’s corpse, into his inner space. Then Luo Feng left.

He had completed the Iron-Armored Dragon mission, followed by the Black-Crowned Golden Eagle mission. On top of that, he had killed a human for the first time. His body and mind were utterly exhausted. He only wanted to rest for a while, then return to the base city once he had recovered to his peak condition.

After more than half a month of ceaseless hunting and fighting in the wilderness cities, it was about time he went back.

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More than twenty miles from the Carrefour supermarket, atop a five-story building.

Luo Feng’s face was filled with anticipation, and he could not help rubbing his hands together.

Inside his inner space, Bai Chen released the healed Black-Crowned Golden Eagle.

In the outside world, Luo Feng felt the sky before him darken slightly. He looked up and saw a Black-Crowned Golden Eagle standing on the flat rooftop. Even standing upright, it was five or six meters tall, while its body, including its tail feathers, stretched more than twenty meters in length.

The Black-Crowned Golden Eagle lowered its head. Its blue-glinting eyes stared fixedly at Luo Feng, and his body instinctively tensed, though he made no panicked movement.

“Caw!”

The cry that came from its golden-hooked beak sounded like metal striking metal. Merely hearing it caused one’s mind to shudder and one’s entire body to grow numb.

Luo Feng noticed the white cat, More Energy, standing atop the eagle’s head. The cat was constantly meowing at the Black-Crowned Golden Eagle, apparently carrying on a conversation with it. Luo Feng listened for a while but could not understand a word of the exchange between cat and eagle. All he could do was watch helplessly.

“I’ll transmit a minor secret technique to you.”

Bai Chen’s voice echoed in his mind, accompanied by a relatively short stream of information.

The Secret Art of Mental Communication.

After rapidly going through it, Luo Feng immediately understood its purpose.

Once mastered, it allowed one to initiate communication with other life-forms on a spiritual level.

Because it was only a minor secret technique, it had a limited range and no offensive power, so it was not particularly difficult to learn.

Especially for Luo Feng, who possessed the spiritual telekinesis of a peak-level God of War, mastering the fundamentals of mental communication took him only a brief quarter of an hour.

【Hello?】

The Black-Crowned Golden Eagle had been conversing with More Energy when it suddenly heard a human voice in its mind. It was startled, but its intelligence was in no way inferior to that of a human, and it quickly realized that the voice belonged to the man who had defeated and brutally beaten it.

“Caw!”

The Black-Crowned Golden Eagle met Luo Feng’s gaze and responded.

Its attitude, however, was somewhat cold.

After all, it had only recently been viciously beaten by him. It would have been impossible for it not to harbor some resentment.

But it was merely cold, nothing more. During its recent conversation with its master, the Black-Crowned Golden Eagle had also learned what its fate would be from now on: it was to become the human beneath its feet’s mount and obey his commands completely.

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Although the Black-Crowned Golden Eagle was somewhat unwilling to submit to the orders of its master, More Energy, it had no way to refuse.

Compared with the beast-taming psychic schools on Earth, whose practitioners could command monsters only through mental communication and by forming equal friendships with them, More Energy had cultivated the beast-taming secret art created for it by Bai Chen. Under the effects of that secret art, More Energy, despite possessing merely the strength of an early-level God of War, could completely control the life and death of every pet beast under its command.

Moreover, the moment a pet beast harbored hostile intentions, it would feel pain stabbing through its soul, while More Energy would become aware of it immediately.

It was precisely for this reason that the overlord of the skies, the Black-Crowned Golden Eagle, had become so docile.

Meanwhile, after testing the effects of the mental communication secret art, Luo Feng quickly grew accustomed to this special method of communication.

In truth, it was not particularly unfamiliar to him. White communicated with him this way every day, and he had long since grown accustomed to mental communication.

The only difference was that this time, he was the one taking the initiative rather than passively receiving it.

【From now on, your name will be... Black Crown.】

Luo Feng stroked the soft yet resilient gray feathers on the Black-Crowned Golden Eagle’s belly and spoke through mental communication.

【...As you command, Second Master.】

A cool, aloof feminine voice rang out in Luo Feng’s mind, startling him. He could not help glancing beneath the Black-Crowned Golden Eagle. He had not paid much attention before, but this was actually a female eagle?

Well, well.

As for why the Black-Crowned Golden Eagle could also communicate telepathically, the reason was simple: the Secret Art of Mental Communication was one of the basic techniques included in the Beast-Taming Secret Art Bai Chen had created for More Energy. When More Energy had used the beast-taming art, it had taught the technique to Black Crown as well, making communication with her more convenient.

After that brief farce of an exchange, Luo Feng formally began his journey home.

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A thousand meters above the ground.

The Black-Crowned Golden Eagle, resembling a large fighter aircraft, flew at a steady speed toward Jiangnan Base City.

On its back, Luo Feng sat cross-legged, as steady as a mountain. The fierce wind rushing toward him was smoothed by his formidable spiritual telekinesis the moment it approached within a meter of his body.

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