Chapter 1245 - The Journey Through the Jungle (2/2)

Lily scratched her head and looked at the humans who had made a smaller bonfire not far away. “What’s going on? My men are pretty nice to them, aren’t they?”

“Please don’t get me wrong,” Calaxus quickly explained. “Everyone is grateful for your help. The people of the sanctum are not ungrateful people. Just that we appreciate you for saving us, but we are afraid of your beasts. We couldn’t help ourselves. Perhaps you don’t know, your men, most of them are notorious in the human world.”

What Calaxus said was true. The abhumans of the barren land had always been the bogeyman in the civilized world. The human civilization could continuously expel these barbaric abhumans by force, but when humans came face to face with these powerful monsters alone, fear would paralyze them.

If a well-trained knight removed his weapon and armor, he might not be able to fight off a minor demonic ape.

The investigation team now had only 30 people remained, but there were thousands of beasts around them. If these beasts were to lose control suddenly, then the human investigation team might choose between dying a horrible death or dying a more horrible death.

Lily knew what Calaxus meant, but she could not care less. “Whatever. I am the leader of the beasts. But you guys can do as you like. Oh, my poor balloon!”

While saying, she looked in a direction, where her hot air balloons—or airships—crashed.

The airships could have arrived in the southern forest safely, but a sudden storm—not a supernatural storm of the forces of Chaos but a natural thunderstorm and gale—hit them. This kind of weather was standard on the continental edge. The Light of Order in Lily had lost its use. The hot air balloon fought with nature in the storm, and finally performed a thrilling forced landing—or rather a crash landing.

Except for a few unfortunate guys thrown out during the storm, most of the passengers survived. The beasts had even salvaged a little cargo from the wreckage. Such was the result of Lily’s great voyage.

The alpha sighed again, anguishing over the loss of her hot air balloons, and also the blue-whale rib, the most heavenly meat which she wanted to save it for her landlord.

Calaxus, of course, knew what the concern of the alpha. But he felt no better than her: the flagship magic-powered warship of the sanctum had just crashed into the abyss of the Chaos in his hand. He started to shiver when he thought of it.

If he were to pay for the loss, he would have to pay with his wages for the rest of his life.

Lily sat beside the bonfire for a while and started to yawn. Looking at the white glow in her body, she was in a double bind. “It glows as bright as a flashlight, and I have had three sleepless nights in a row.”

Calaxus coughed profusely.

A sudden commotion outside the camp interrupted Lily’s complaint and the monk’s coughing.

Two imps covered in blood were screaming as they ran back from the forest.