Mythical Birds Roc Novels & Stories

It was a supermassive tiger—over a hundred meters long. What the hell?! He was clearly using sonar, yet he still rubbed his eyes in disbelief, as if he had misread it. He tried again and launched a third scan. Buzz— The sonar wave bounced back, and this time, he saw Ray's "third form": a massive bird engulfed in flames, as if burning from within. Suddenly, he understood. These were the divine beasts from Gohaven's mythology—Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird…

Li Yiruo got a bit irritated. While they were talking, a shadow suddenly loomed over them. The sky above suddenly darkened, and a giant monstrous bird like a roc came to the sky above the garden at some point, causing another exclamation. The terrible pressure poured down like an ancient mountain. Some people could not bear such pressure on the spot, and their skin was directly broken as they fainted. "That's Sky Winged Roc, a variant of the Celestial Rocs, one of the overlords of the great sea." A Muhuang family's young Saint Realm expert's face turned pale, revealing a hint of fear.

As the Inner Cores entered the spiritual pearl, a massive bird with dazzling light began to form. Wrapped in the Anonymous Gas, the bird’s form became increasingly distinct until it emerged as a colossal golden roc with outspread wings. It let out a loud cry and circled in the sky three times. Then, a bright light burst from its body, transforming into a young man.

The look in his eyes conveyed one question; Now what? “Where do you come from?” Archon flapped his spectral wings and tapped his beak with a talon. A light shining between the clouds, a knight standing in front of a king. Warren walked over to the table and grabbed his drink, “You are a divine guardian?” The majestic eagle head nodded. Then a devil and an angel, between a contract, and hands shaking. “So, you can’t be here without a human host, because of some ancient contract between good and evil?” Warren took his seat.

The image confirmed my suspicions. Over the past few days, I had been searching through the library for answers. Ancient texts described the existence of the Mystical Peacock, a bird with black feathers that shimmered with all the colors of the rainbow under the sunlight. The texts also stated that when a Mystical Peacock consumed the child-bearing potion, it would lay a white egg that would hatch into a Purple Peacock. I realized then—I was never a Black Peacock at all. I was the legendary Mystical Peacock.

“Just let it tear me apart, like it did with the wolves down below.” “I'm sure the Goddess will be by your side.” Roc looked at the sky, making me follow his gaze towards the moon, which appeared larger and brighter that night. “Hell, I hope so!” I exclaimed angrily. “And know that if I die, I'll make sure to come back for revenge!” Wide-eyed, Roc turned to me. “Are you threatening a deity? Aren't you afraid of her wrath?” “Fear for my life is all I feel!” I replied, trembling. “Well, you all run off with your tails between your legs. I'll face this monster!”