It was the Winged Lions!
Under the Magi of the Silver Alliance, more than 20 Magi were already on standby, quietly awaiting the arrival of the Winged Lions.
The Silver Alliance would use this route almost every half a month, so they knew very well what kind of species and level of magical beasts would appear in the regions they were in. Apart from a few rare cases of monsters migrating or a monster riot in the Black Forest, there was usually not much danger.
However, there were exceptions to everything. This was especially true in the Black Forest, where the risks were uncontrollable. Unknown dangers were hidden everywhere.
Powerful monsters usually had large territories. In this area, they were the unrivalled king, and would not allow any monsters that were close to them to approach or hunt.
High-level monsters had intelligence comparable to Magi, and they knew how to divide their territories into inner living areas and outer hunting areas. However, there would always be areas that overlapped with each other.
Hence, there would often be battles between monsters in the Black Forest.
The reason why the airship knew that this was the territory of the Winged Lions was simple. A hundred miles to the left was the territory of a large group of two-legged wyverns.
Although this group of Twin-legged Flying Dragons were only Tier 1 low-level Magical Beasts and were not as strong as the Winged Lions, they had the advantage of numbers. Moreover, they were a SemiDragon species with thick skin and flesh, great strength, and all of them could fly.
Hence, after weighing the pros and cons, the Winged Lions were still slightly weaker.
The airship began to slow down, and only when it reached a certain speed did it maintain a constant speed as it weaved through the clouds, flying along the ridge of the mountain.
After the airship slowed down, most of the energy it saved was transferred to the outer protective barrier, which increased the thickness of the barrier.
Flying monsters like the Winged Lions were extremely fast, and it would be a joke to rely on speed to shake them off. It was safer to fight and escape at the same time!
Grim was assigned to the front of the left side of the airship. Behind him, there was a Magus standing at a distance of five steps, waiting for the Winged Lions to arrive. Their job was simple. When the Winged Lions tried to attack the barrier, they would use their best spells to counterattack.
With their strength, it would be difficult for them to injure the Winged Lions. However, their main goal was to exhaust their strength and force them to retreat.
Grim was wondering why the Wizards of the Silver Alliance didn't organize some powerful Wizards to get rid of the Winged Lions since they weren't that strong. That way, the route would be safer. The A.I. Chip quickly provided an answer.
The reason why they chose not to clear out these Winged Lions was for the sake of the safety of the sea route!
Forcibly cleaning them could indeed make the sea route safe for a short period of time. However, it would also create a vacuum of power near the ship route. Magical beasts also had their own unique ecosystem and intelligence. Once the powerful magical beasts here disappeared, it wouldn't be long before new magical beasts migrated from other areas.
Just adapting to the new magical creatures was enough to give the Silver Alliance a headache!
Thus, for the sake of long-term considerations, it was wisest for the Silver Alliance to preserve these powerful monsters that could not pose too much of a threat to the sea route.
In addition, once the territory of these magical beasts was fixed, the Magi in charge of the sea route would only need to prepare some countermeasures to pass through this area with minimal losses or no losses.
Just as Grim was deep in thought, lion roars sounded from below the ship, and five dazzling figures appeared in his field of vision.
Winged Lions … So these were the Winged Lions!
Grim looked over and saw strange magical beasts that resembled lions.
The bodies of the Winged Lions were no different from the lions that were commonly seen in the forest, but they were much sturdier and stronger.
The two rank 2 Winged Lions at the front, one male and one female, were as sturdy as rhinoceroses that could fly. A pair of huge wings covered in bright silver fluffy feathers extended from their ribs. At the top of their skulls were two strange spiral-shaped horns that were exceptionally eye-catching.
Behind them were the three rank 1 Winged Lions. They were smaller in size, but their violent and ferocious appearance showed that they were the overlords of the forest.
At this moment, the floating battleship had long since withdrawn its invisibility barrier. A thick, translucent tortoise shell covered its body as it fled into the distance.
The two adult Winged Lions were glowing with a dazzling silver light. They flapped their wings and drew a beautiful arc in the air, diving towards the floating battleship from the side. However, they chose to dive towards the other side of the ship, so Grim did not attack. Instead, he turned around to see how the Magus who was parallel to him dealt with the situation.
It was a Magus who came from an unknown region of the Scattered Tower Forest. He wore green leather armour and black leather pants, with a scimitar strapped to his waist and a giant bow that was as tall as his body. At this moment, the giant bow had already been pulled into a semicircle. Black light flickered on the bow, and an arrow condensed from wizard energy could be vaguely seen.
He was obviously an experienced combat Magus. He did not shoot the special arrow in his hand too early, but instead waited with rapt attention. When an adult winged lion swooped down, the spiral horn on its head fiercely pierced into the light membrane. After that, an endless dazzling white light gushed out from the tip of the horn, colliding and annihilating the runes on the light membrane.
The light barrier began to thin and soften. Just as the spiral horn was about to pierce through, the Magus made his move.
A sharp sound rang out …
The black Magus Arrow pierced through the light barrier at lightning speed and pierced into the protective force field beside the adult Winged Lion's wide neck. Before the Winged Lion could react, the Magus Arrow exploded. A large cloud of black fog enveloped half of its body, corroding its protective force field and making sizzling sounds.
The Winged Lion was caught off guard and was blasted away. It flipped a few times in the air before spreading its wings and stabilizing its body.
Facing the half-charred body, the adult Winged Lion raised its neck and let out a short roar. A blinding white light quickly enveloped its body, expelling all the foreign energy. After a while, the white light dissipated. The Winged Lion that had suffered a small loss had completely recovered. Even its charred feathers were as clean as new.
Light Restoration!
Grimm licked his lips, his eyes filled with envy.
The Winged Lion flapped its wings and circled around the airship. Its fierce lion eyes stared at the Magus through the translucent light barrier. It let out a few angry roars and continued to circle around the floating airship, calmly looking for a weak point in the light barrier.
Seeing the Winged Lions flying in the sky, Grimm's heart was burning with passion. He wanted to immediately pounce and capture one. It could fly, fight, heal itself, and it was a majestic mount. It was simply the most suitable flying mount for a Magus!
The strange horn on the head of the Winged Lions could gather light particles. It could be released to attack the enemy, or it could be used to heal itself. Its effect was not any weaker than that of a Magus who specialized in healing. If he had a Winged Lion like this, wouldn't he have a Healer with him? In the future, if he got injured in battle, he wouldn't have to pinch his nose and drink those strange unknown potions!
Obviously, Grimm was not the only one who had this thought. Almost all the Magi felt their hearts burning with anxiety when they saw such an excellent flying magical beast. However, everyone knew what they were capable of, so they wouldn't do anything unwise because of this.
The Magi occupied the advantageous positions on the floating airship. Every time the Winged Lion tried to dive down to attack the light barrier, they would all shoot spells at it, forcing it to dodge. However, no one was stupid enough to rush out and fight to the death with the magical beast!
Grimm took advantage of the moment when a small Winged Lion flew past him. He used the A.I. Chip in his mind to gather information about the difference in speed between the two parties and threw a lava fireball in advance. When the small Winged Lion flew to a suitable position, Grimm ignited the fireball with evil intentions.
A loud explosion resounded!
The explosion of flames and boiling lava engulfed the small Winged Lion for more than ten meters.
By the time it charged out with a mournful roar, many parts of its body had already been burnt black. Sharp fragments of lava broke through the protective force field on the surface of its body and pierced into its flesh, causing a spray of blood to sprinkle down from the sky.
The small Winged Lion's mournful cry attracted the attention of the other Winged Lions.
As streaks of white light rolled over the small Winged Lion's body, the mournful injuries disappeared in an instant. It once again returned to its majestic appearance.
However, the small Winged Lion did not dare to approach the floating airship carelessly anymore after suffering such a huge loss. It spread its wings and quickly distanced itself from the airship. Then, it continuously shot out a continuous stream of white light from the tip of its head, doing its best to attack the light barrier that prevented them from entering.
This white light was obviously a very pure form of light energy, and it was very difficult to intercept it with spells. Moreover, the light particles that splashed on the light barrier would cause a "light explosion" from time to time, blinding all the Magi who saw the light.
The blinding effect did not last for long, only about three to five seconds.
However, if this blinding effect appeared in close combat between a Magus and a Winged Lion, it was not hard to imagine the terrifying consequences!
Grimm used the A.I. Chip to gather information about the Winged Lions as he battled. The feedback from the A.I. Chip proved that if he were to fight fairly with a rank 1 Winged Lion outside, his chances of winning would not exceed 30%.
Of course, this was based on the fact that magic puppets and Balrog Transformation were excluded. This also represented the chances of most Magi winning!
From this data, Grimm could deeply feel the strength and terror of the Dark Forest's magical creatures.
Without the cover of the floating airship, without the protection of the defensive spell formation, without the support of numerous magic artifacts and magic weapons, human Magi would be so weak and insignificant in front of these wild magical creatures!
It was no wonder that the Magus Continent's major Magus organisations were able to survive for so long!
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