From Li Qian's position, he had a crystal-clear view. The small flying robots released by the Flying Ship were spitting tongues of fire and unleashing a hail of bullets, driving them toward the flock of Gray Bean Doves and Storm Eagles.
Li Qian found it a bit strange.
Logically, the Flying Ship was soaring at an altitude of ten thousand meters. Normally, not even Storm Eagles could reach such a height, let alone Gray Bean Doves.
But now, the Gray Bean Doves and Storm Eagles gathered here numbered in the high hundreds.
This was highly unusual.
An abnormal situation like this spelled trouble. Li Qian couldn't help but frown.
However, he had no intention of asking questions, much less getting involved.
"Why are there so many Gray Bean Doves and Storm Eagles here?"
"This won't be a problem, will it?"
"It's just a flock of Gray Bean Doves and Storm Eagles. There's no way they can pose a threat to this Cloud Swallow-class Flying Ship."
