Late at night, ming summoned a spirit eagle, grabbed its shoulders, and took flight upwards. This bird had reached the 6th order after endless daily strengthening with spirit stones, able to maintain 6 minutes of existence.
Under the cover of night, he flew over the central city, straight to the residence of the King that Masaru Tatsuryu had described ---- the Sun Temple.
Ming really liked the architectural structure of this palace. The main body was made of wood, and the roof was made of tiles, which was very suitable for dropping a 'god bomb'.
He commanded the eagle to hover, held out his right arm with thumb up to calculate the throwing spot, and observed the fine feathers on the eagle's feet fluttering in the wind to gauge wind speed and direction.
Whoosh~ Enyo fell freely.
Plop~
Ming closed his eyes, and put his hands together in prayer, hoping that it would definitely land on top of the palace~
Whoosh~