222 The Golden Flying Mount's Death

The Savage bees weren't scared of dying. There were countless of them, unbeatable in number and bravery. They were invincible when they were gathered together.

They were biting through the combat qi shield. Although they weren't that strong individually, there were thousands of them, and their combined attacks were completely different.

"Master Bernie, go with the Golden Eagle first!" one gold flying ride said.

The golden flying ride gave up his golden eagle, which was equivalent to sacrificing his life.

"I don't want to leave. We have to go together!" Bernie cried stubbornly.

"It's going to be too late if you don't leave now!" Wizard Aitken also knew that even if Bernie sat on the golden eagle, there still wasn't a high chance of escaping successfully. Still, if the rest of them attacked with all their strength, Bernie might succeed.