Chapter 277
Chapter 277 Arrival at the Union
The harpy head witch was extremely fast!
There was no way Greem could possibly escape her grasp at the speed at which she was lunging at him.
Thus Greem stopped moving. His fire elementium started to boil and surge around his body. Just half a second more, and Greem would be able to turn into elementium and teleport from the spot.
Unfortunately a stunning scream found its way into his ears right as he was about to complete his spell.
Greem stumbled as he lost control over his body, which had just turned into flames. He had failed to escape in time.
The head witch’s cool hand gripped his body before he could calm himself down and think of anything else. Violent lightning energies surged into Greem’s body, instantly crippling him and taking away every ounce of strength he had left in his body.
The head witch grabbed his body and quickly dashed towards the crumbling space rift.
The adepts could only look at each other helplessly. There was nothing they could do but accept the reality before them. One by one they returned to their rooms to rest.
Greem smiled as he listened to Adept Angus’ words of care and concern, before silently returning to his room.
It was only when Greem locked the door and sealed the room with a simple magical array that he betrayed his true feelings. His face fell, and the smile was replaced with a frown. He sat on the crude wooden chair as he recalled the fight earlier.
If he had been slightly weaker, or even without his preparations in advance, all of his ambitions would have gone down the drain. He would be reduced to the terrible state of being a mating tool of the harpy witches!
A massive kingdom of over a thousand harpy witches. There didn’t need to be too many adolescent witches amongst their ranks. One tenth of them would mean a hundred harpy witches waiting to mate with you. Moreover, the rate of pregnancy with adepts was never high. They were beings with extremely low rates of birth. Thus, if once wasn’t enough, then twice, and thrice…
Just thinking of the nightmarish hell of being a prisoner and mating slave was enough to make Greem cringe in fear. He could feel the muscles on his face start to twitch uncontrollably. An unrestrained anger filled his heart. He was so frustrated that he just wanted to go out on a killing spree.
Greem instantly identified this as a side effect of the corruption from the abyssal aura. He didn’t dare to delay. He quickly took out several vials from his belt and swallowed their contents.
These were all potions that could calm the nerves and suppress his emotions. Even though drinking them in large doses would cause certain side effects, Greem knew his emotions were running out of control, and was not going to fret over some insignificant consequences.
Perhaps the accident in the harpy’s territory hadn’t been an accident, but a premeditated attack. This was why the battleship’s journey was unusually smooth and unobstructed after the harpies had succeeded in their abduction. The adepts quickly and successfully left from the harpy kingdom.
Fifteen days later, the floating battleship passed by the territory of the Forest Spirits.
Both parties clashed in a tremendous fight, and the battleship managed to charge through the place, suffering some damage in the process.…
One month later, the floating battleship passed through the Frost Giant’s territory.
Once more, they were able to forcefully make their way across using the resilient defenses of the ship…
Two months later, the battleship was attacked by a large flock of thunder rocs at the final danger zone along their flight path.
The defensive barrier had even been breached twice.
Two adepts died before they managed to drive away the enemies…
Finally, on the seventy second day since the adepts boarded the floating battleship, they passed through the Black Forest. They had finally arrived in the territory controlled by the Silver Union.
The floating battleship dragged its broken body across the sky, slowly cruising out of the Black Forest.
Greem stood at the bow of the ship, gazing at the plains in the distance. The everlasting stretch of black was slowly fading away, replaced by the long-awaited green plains and brown earth.
A tall adept’s tower stood silently in the horizon. The striking brilliance of magical arrays flowed along the length of its structure. Several magical ripples scanned the entire area. A small watchtower had been placed every few kilometers along the edge of the Black Forest. A weak magical flux could be felt emanating from them.
The massive adept’s tower and the smaller watchtowers worked together, forming a defensive web to protect this land that humans so desperately needed to survive.
Several black shadows appeared in the distant skies, as if they had discovered the ship.
A group of adepts riding on gigantic eagles were hurrying over!
The Silver Union adept appeared in front of everyone once again. He announced loudly and excitedly, “My friends that have come from faraway places, and journeyed over such long distances, welcome to the territories of the Silver Union.
“The Silver Union welcomes your arrival!”