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... d, there was no need to use them at this time. Cliff eagles had their own favorite food, which was grass that grew by the sea. However, cliff eagles did not like the sea, so they often traveled thousands of miles to eat before flying back to the mountain.

It was precisely because they were too gluttonous that the Cliff Eagle cultivated this incredible ability to fly 3,000 miles a day.

[I found the seed of that grass. I planted it yesterday and used special-grade Myriad Spirit Wat ...

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