Looking at the Giant Eagle groveling on the ground, Wang Tao seemed to have thought of something, feeling a bit uncertain. In the end, he did not thrust his spear downward; instead, he put away his weapon and walked down directly from the Giant Eagle's back.
The effect of [Curse: Slaying] still had two minutes left; if the Giant Eagle seized the opportunity to attack, he only needed a single ray to make the Giant Eagle burst dead.
Wang Tao, who was two meters twenty in height, still stood shorter than the Giant Eagle's hook-like beak when he was up close.
The Giant Eagle's already blood-engorged, golden eyes stared fixedly at Wang Tao, appearing somewhat fearful.
Wang Tao reached out and touched the Giant Eagle's beak, to which it did not resist at all.
"Indeed..."
Although Wang Tao could not understand the language of beasts, the mournful cry of the Giant Eagle just now had conveyed a sense of "Stop hitting me, I surrender."