As a reborn individual, Su Yue naturally had some understanding of this instance.

Recalling the days he had tried to complete the game, he had developed unique insights into the little dragon turtle's remarks.

The little dragon turtle was not intentionally misleading anyone, but was sincerely expressing its opinion.

Therefore, whatever the little dragon turtle's view of the Tower of Despair is, it is based on its own perspective and understanding.

Just like a leader-level beetle, it was enough to make the Wood Demon panic and become incoherent.

In the eyes of the dragon turtle, those seemingly powerful opponents may not be so invincible in the eyes of humans.

Therefore, regardless of their status or position, Su Yue considered them all equal challenges.

The moment he stepped onto the stairs, the world around him began to change.

With each step, the scenery seemed to have undergone a passage of time.

And when Su Yue finally took the last step and stepped onto this platform.

The once tranquil wooden arena is gone, replaced by a desolate scene.

Rolling yellow sand danced in the wind, carrying a strong sense of desolation, yet it could not mask the heavy stench permeating the ground—the smell of rotting flesh.

The ground is littered with the remains of humans and animals, which crumble into countless fragments at the slightest touch, as if telling the story of countless years of silence and death here.

In the center of the field, on a dead tree branch, stood a huge, yellowish-brown golden eagle, exuding an aura of imposing power.

The golden eagle closed its eyes to rest, but its sharp beak and claws gleamed with a chilling light, as if it were waiting for Su Yue to arrive.

When Su Yue's gaze fell on the golden eagle, the little dragon turtle that had been floating leisurely beside him suddenly became nervous and hid behind Su Yue.

Golden eagles are one of the natural enemies of turtles, as they are adept at catching slow-moving turtles.

They were tossed high into the air and then slammed to their deaths on the hard ground.

This ingrained gene is like the fear a wooden ghost feels when it sees a beetle; the two share the same essence.

The golden eagle suddenly opened its eyes, and those unfathomable eyes brought a powerful shock to the soul.

Just then, a system notification sound rang out!

[Ding! The first floor of the Tower of Despair has officially opened!]

[King of Raptors - Despairing Golden Eagle, LV22, Leader-level Beast, Wind-type Beast, Talent: Heart of Fear.]

However, it is a leader-level beast, and although it has the advantage in spirit and agility compared to Su Yue.

However, his strength and physique are both less than 50 points.

Just as the desperate golden eagle suddenly opened its eyes, it seemed to break free of invisible shackles.

The golden eagle gently flapped its wings, stirring up a powerful storm, filling the sky with sand and dust, and swooped down towards Su Yue.

Su Yue lacked the bonuses from talent equipment and titles.

But it's not a leader-level beast that you can just mess with.

The moment the golden eagle opened its eyes in despair, Su Yue drew his bow and arrow.

Fortunately, the Sun-Shooting Bow has been upgraded to legendary level, which can automatically generate arrows.

Otherwise, wouldn't it be ridiculous to wield a bow and arrow in close combat?

However, under the ravages of wind and sand.

Su Yue's arrow, which was originally aimed at the bird's head, was cleverly deflected by the demonic wind whipped by the Despairing Golden Eagle.

The desperate golden eagle let out a piercing "caw caw" laugh, as if mocking Su Yue's incompetence.

The golden eagle swooped down and pounced fiercely.

But Su Yue remained fearless, his arrows still steadily pointing at the target, without wavering in the slightest.

After several missed shots, Su Yue gradually figured out the patterns in his opponent's moves.

At this moment, he closed his eyes, relying solely on his keen hearing to detect the subtle changes in the demonic wind.

The yellow sand filled the sky, reducing visibility to less than five meters, but this did not hinder Su Yue's perception.

The little dragon turtle behind them also instinctively sensed the approaching danger.

The golden eagle of despair, its sharp talons carrying a strong aura of death, suddenly attacked Su Yue with a mournful cry.

[Lone Wolf! Get out of the way! The Golden Eagle of Despair is upon you! If you don't dodge its deadly claws, you're doomed!]

...

The dragon turtle kept reminding him, but Su Yue remained unmoved. At this moment, it even began to doubt itself.

It began to doubt whether it had been too trusting of the wooden ghost's words.

Is the person before me truly the one approved by the Demon King?

[Lone wolf! Get out of the way!]

After the shouts, the dragon turtle closed its eyes, unable to bear looking at it.

He continued to mutter to himself, his expression filled with dissatisfaction and helplessness regarding Su Yue's choice.

However, Su Yue's feet seemed to be rooted to the spot, and he did not move an inch.

The desperate cry of the golden eagle grew closer, and yellow sand swirled in the air, almost obscuring the entire world, reducing visibility to less than a meter.

Amidst the chaos, Su Yue's voice was calm and firm: "Shut up! I'll roast you if you keep making noise!"

His voice carried an undeniable authority, leaving the dragon turtle feeling as if it had a fishbone stuck in its throat.

Although the dragon turtle considered itself the embodiment of a half-step emperor-level powerhouse, it was deeply shocked by the domineering aura emanating from Su Yue.

A distance of just a few dozen meters, gone in the blink of an eye.

When the desperate golden eagle was only three meters away from Su Yue, he finally moved.

"Die!" Su Yue uttered the word in a low voice as if casting a spell, and released an arrow with full confidence.

He skillfully took advantage of the subtle gaps between the demonic winds released by the golden eagle and shot an arrow.

Not only did it pierce through the gap, but it also amplified the power of the arrow several times over.

The arrow pierced the golden eagle's hard beak with perfect accuracy, heading straight for its throat.

The golden eagle didn't even have a chance to let out a final cry before it lost its life in this fatal blow.

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