A Man Like None Other

Chapter 3288 A Golden Opportunity

A tense silence befell the airship. They could still join forces if they encountered a group of demon beasts on land. However, they were in the air now, facing thousands of quinticolor birds. No one dared to speak, as the potential for instant peril loomed should anyone step out of the airship.

In his role as the organizer, Hamish felt a sense of helplessness as he surveyed the group and uttered, “I’m willing to go out and drive away those birds, but their numbers are overwhelming. Who is willing to join me?”

“I am. I’ll go with you,” Jared promptly offered, taking the lead.

“I’ll go too,” Feenix chimed in, her decision to follow Jared’s lead unwavering. As Cloud had the responsibility of controlling the airship, he couldn’t participate. With Jared and Feenix volunteering, the rest of the group exchanged glances but maintained their silence.

Hamish hadn’t anticipated this particular scenario, yet given the circumstances of being airborne and facing the formidable quinticolor birds, it was understandable that no one dared to step up.

Nonetheless, the task at hand seemed almost insurmountable, with only three individuals set to drive away the formidable flock of birds.

here. I’ll go and disperse the

group. Being the strongest in the group, his words held weight. Not only did people

their collective

try. Even if I can’t disperse them, I won’t be in danger,” Misho reassured with

Hamish ceased his objections

seemed to stride on solid ground. A soft white light emanated from his body, gradually intensifying.

in dispersing the bird swarm would allow

birds, Misho maintained his composure. He extended his fists, and a myriad of spiritual energy swiftly coalesced into a massive net, intercepting the birds in

birds crashed into the net, disintegrating into ashes. Despite this, more birds continued their relentless assault, seemingly undeterred by the prospect of

birds increased, forming a colossal ball relentlessly colliding with the expansive net constructed from his spiritual energy. Cold sweat began to bead on Misho’s forehead,