Chapter 1237 - Storm (1/2)

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

When the Sacred Hammer flew slowly in the sky, the old demonic ape, Gruglu was holding the ropes in his hands. At the same time, he was trying to suppress the shaking of his muscles while looking at the rattan and bamboo sticks overhead.

He dared to swear before the entire forest, vowing to each of his ancestors and making a declaration to anything that he could find. He wanted to tell them he never thought he could ever fly before that day!

The quirky device called the hot air balloon, assembled with magic blue whale skin, vines, wood, and bamboo sticks, actually flew up! As the wolf said, it flew up!

He faintly remembered what the alpha had said, something like that the hot air balloon had come out unexpectedly successful, that the final product should be called an airship, that they could form a fleet etc. He felt that the alpha was always full of wisdom and new ideas. The old demonic ape had often been seeing himself a wise man, but after the appearance of the alpha, he had no longer dared to mention this title, especially now. Riding in a basket hanging under a balloon and flew into the sky, he could not doubt anything that the alpha say anymore.

The cold wind blew into the passenger compartment through the gap of the rattan basket. The old demonic ape heard the structure on the hot air balloon—or rather airship—was creaking. This sound was sending a chill up his spine. It felt as if the big guy would fall apart at any time, but he tried not to show his fear on his face because he was not the only one in the cabin. Many young demonic apes and a small group of noisy imps crowded in this large rattan basket. In front of these young chaps, Gruglu wanted to look steady. He grabbed the ropes around him and peeked at the sky outside through the gaps of the rattan basket while pretending to be calm. “Don’t worry, the alpha has said it, the shaking is normal!”

The alpha might have said that, or probably not. But who knew? Most of the stupid boys were shivering in fear; no one would pay attention to Gruglu anyway.

A young demonic ape shoved himself out of the corner of the rattan basket, carrying a soft mat made of grass in his hand. He stuffed the rug behind Gruglu to block the cold wind blowing in through the gaps behind Gruglu. More cold winds were coming in from other holes, but the old demonic ape still felt a lot more comfortable now. He patted the shoulder of the young demonic ape and said, “It’s so kind of you.”

“Patriarch,” the young demonic ape asked respectfully, “When are we going to land?”

Gruglu thought for a moment and responded, “Listen to the alpha.”

And what was the alpha doing at this time?

She was sitting in the “Captain’s Room” on the upper level of the rattan basket observing the situation outside through the open skylight.

With long silver hair, a pair of eye-catching triangle ears, a big furry tail, a weird dress, she looked like a wolf, but more like a human. When she first came into the herd, most of the beasts in the forest regarded her as a human invader. And the first one to question and challenge her was the leader of the forest’s demonic wolf—strictly speaking, the former leader. This leader quickly paid the price for defying her. It took him only three minutes to pay the price. Then the girl in the silver-hair became the alpha among the beasts.

Lily sat on her seat cushion. She looked a sight because she had just solved a little glitch in the hot air balloon. Her clothes were tattered. But she had a thick fur cloak, which was a complete piece of forest demonic wolf fur, of which the head and teeth of the demonic wolf were still well-preserved. Lily made the wolf head into a hood and was pleased to wear it on her head, as she now looked like a wild hunter. It was the survival rule of the wolves on the floating island; the winner draped in the fur of the loser to become the new leader of the pack.

But the werewolf maiden liked her new clothes for its ability to keep warm, except for the nasty smell.

After determining the current altitude and the state of the hot air balloon, Lily reckoned to the two gnolls at the door. “Order the firefoxes to turn down the fire; the altitude is just right. Just maintain the current temperature.”

The two gnolls, whom Lily had appointed them as ‘guards,’ immediately gave a loud nasal sound and climbed up the ropes to the basket on the top floor. They then climbed further up toward the two large balloons above, from which the basket was hanging. Under each large balloons, there was a basket made of non-flammable black wattle. Several firefoxes lay in these baskets and extended their tails into the hot air balloons and ignited the elemental fire in the opening of the balloons. Firefox was anything but powerful and was regarded as a higher-level beast, below the abhuman. Their only ability was the elemental fire, which they could use to bully regular animals that knew no magic at all. But this ability became the most crucial power source to power the hot air balloons.

The firefoxes got orders and made a series of sounds. They gradually reduced their heat output according to previous training. But before that, to let these birdbrained guys get the skill down a fine art, Lily trained them tirelessly.