The battle with the Winged Lions was more like a game!
The two sides did not engage in a life and death struggle.
The floating battleship did its best to maintain the thick defensive barrier, flying at a constant speed amidst the dazzling lights of spells. It slowly moved away from the hunting grounds of the Winged Lions.
The adult Winged Lions seemed to only be training their young Winged Lions to fly and hunt. Although they would ferociously pounce on the defensive barrier from time to time, most of the time they just circled around the floating battleship, constantly roaring and threatening it.
The two parties fought as they moved. The winged lions stopped their pursuit when the airship flew past a raging river. They hovered in the air, roared a few times, and finally turned around to return the way they came.
It could be seen that this ten-meter-wide river was the dividing line between them and the other group of monsters. If they crossed the boundary, it would most likely incite a bloody war between the two groups of monsters!
After the floating battleship broke free from the Winged Lions, it finally began to slowly accelerate and continued to follow a fixed route through the Black Forest.
According to the Magi of the Silver Alliance, the floating battleship would soon encounter the first danger zone of this voyage — the Nest of the Harpies.
Truth be told, Grimm's eyes almost popped out of his head when he heard that the first Boss of the danger zone was actually the weak Harpies.
How was this possible?
In his mind, such harpies, which had a woman's head but a vulture-like body, wings, and sharp claws, were like low-rank monsters that could blow up a bunch of low-rank monsters with a fireball of witchcraft. How could they be more dangerous than the Winged Lions and the Hill Giants on the sailing route?
Obviously, many Magi had the same doubts as Grimm.
Hence, the Magus of the Silver Alliance gave them a simple explanation about the Harpies.
Yes, most of the harpies that wizards encountered in the wild were really weak, and their birds were a mess. One of the main reasons for this was that the Harpies near the human settlements were too small.
Not to mention wizards, even ordinary mercenaries and adventurers would be able to deal with a group of around a hundred Harpies as long as they were well-equipped and well-prepared.
This was because most of these groups were low-level Harpies that did not possess any sorcery power. Apart from throwing stones and using their claws to grab onto wooden spears to launch a sudden dive attack, they had almost no other skills.
But the Harpies also had a notable characteristic.
Once the population of a colony exceeded 500, a harpy witch with the power of witchcraft would be born. Most of the feathers on their bodies had fallen off, and other than the wings on their backs and the claws on their lower limbs, which still maintained the form of vultures, their torsos and heads were becoming more and more like human females.
Once the number of harpies exceeded 1000, a terrible witch leader would be born among the harpy witches. She was a powerful spellcaster who was no weaker than a female human wizard, and she also had the agility of an assassin.
As for the Harpies that they were about to encounter, it was a huge tribe with more than ten thousand members. As a result, the number of special witches born there had reached an astonishing number of nearly a thousand.
Nearly a thousand harpy witches with agility and the ability to cast spells, such a huge team was a force that could not be underestimated. Even powerful monsters like the Winged Lions did not dare to provoke a group of harpy witches, otherwise they would be drowned in their saliva in minutes.
So in front of them was not a group of Harpies, but a terrible Harpy Kingdom! Not only did it have a monster leader with super high intelligence, but it also had a complete distribution of professions, covering the low, middle, and high levels of a small army.
This also meant that they had a commander, a spellcaster, and an overwhelming number of ordinary soldiers. So every time the floating warship passed through here, it meant that it was a risk.
But although the dangerous place was dangerous, as long as everyone worked together, they could still pass through smoothly. It was much better than rushing into the surrounding death zones!
At this moment, the floating warship was already 100,000 miles deep into the Black Forest. In such an area, they could casually leave the fixed route and enter the territory of a certain or a group of grade 3 monsters. With their strength, if they were to encounter a grade 3 monster's attack, the chances of them escaping successfully was almost zero.
So in the past 100 years, there had been three tragic incidents where the floating warship was shot down by grade 3 monsters, and all the Magi on board were killed. Although the Silver Alliance had sent out top-level Magi to take revenge, working together to kill the grade 3 monsters that caused trouble, the Magi who had died could only die in vain!
So even though they knew that the Harpy Kingdom was not weak, in order to avoid the even more terrifying grade 3 monsters, the Silver Alliance could only choose to travel along the borders of the Harpy Kingdom.
… …
Three days later.
Grimm's first battle after stepping onto the floating battleship broke out in an unexpected encounter.
They were unlucky enough to bump into a hunting party sent by the Harpies.
It was a small team of less than 30 people, and most of them were ordinary harpies. There were only two mutated harpies, one was a harpy assassin, and the other was a low-grade harpy witch.
These people did not know what was good for them. They were obviously weak, but they still dared to take the initiative to provoke the floating warship. As a result, the Magi killed more than half of them in a single volley. Unfortunately, the two mutated harpies managed to escape.
The next afternoon, the floating warship was surrounded by an army of harpies that were rushing towards it from the sky above a canyon.
The floating warship, wrapped in a thick defensive barrier, advanced with great difficulty.
Outside the egg-shaped barrier, the airtight Harpies circled around, their ear-piercing screams enough to shatter one's eardrums.
Most of the Harpies did not have elemental abilities. They flapped their grey wings, their claws tightly grasping a sharpened wooden spear, and constantly stabbed at the defensive barrier. Such a low-level attack might be useful against normal beasts, but it was not good enough to deal with a defensive spell formation.
So, after nearly a thousand Harpies attacked for a long time, they only managed to cause ripples on the defensive barrier and deplete some of the ship's energy reserves. As for breaking through the defensive spell formation, there was not even a trace of it!
However, among the Harpies that filled the sky, there were a few mutated individuals.
Most of the Harpies had grey bird feathers and looked ugly and ferocious. They had more bird-like characteristics than humans. The mutated individuals had shed the bird feathers on their torsos, leaving only some blue bird feathers on their joints, armpits, and the ends of their limbs.
Their exposed skin was white and exquisite, their bodies slender and slender. Their breasts were full and bulging, and their faces were strangely exquisite and perfect. However, their eyes were scarlet like blood, their fingers were sharp and curved, and below their fair and plump thighs was a pair of sharp hook-like claws.
Seriously speaking, if one ignored their unsightly wings and ugly claws, these Harpy Witches could be considered perfect humanoid creatures!
According to Grim's knowledge, there were a few Harpy Witches with mixed bloodlines in the Magus Association on the east coast who had joined the local Magi organisations. They were the mixed-blood descendants of human Magi and Harpy Witches.
Of course, this also proved that some human Magi had an extraordinarily heavy taste!
In order to drive away the Harpies and prevent them from destroying the defensive spell formation of the floating battleship, the Magi stationed at the sides of the ship attacked with all their might. Streaks of colorful witchcraft exploded around the spaceship like fireworks, engulfing the Harpies into the elemental vortex one after another.
The blizzard that covered half of the sky was wreaking havoc among the group of Harpies. The biting cold wind plated a layer of light blue frost on the bodies of every Harpy that was sucked into it. Countless Harpies flapped their short grey wings with all their might, but they felt that their wings were getting heavier and heavier.
Finally, the Harpies let out mournful cries as they fell from the sky.
Although they would regain their ability to fly in a short period of time once they were out of the blizzard, the appearance of the blizzard still disrupted their rhythm of attack. However, the appearance of this snowstorm still disrupted the rhythm of their attack, causing the Harpy team to become chaotic.
Not far from Grimm, a Wind Elemental Wizard released a large area of effect Wind Spell. The originally transparent and unobstructed sky suddenly became filled with danger. Invisible wind vortexes densely covered the sky. Any Harpy that suddenly intruded into this area would be twisted into pieces of flesh and blood in a whirlwind that caused the sky to spin and the earth to spin, raising a putrid stench of blood mist on the spot.
As for Grimm, he did not use his magic puppet, nor did he transform into a Balrog. Instead, he took out his Flame Scepter and acted like a proper Fire Elemental Wizard, casting Fire Spells in an orderly manner.
On the other hand, he kept casting spells, forcefully chanting cryptic and awkward-sounding incantations, summoning a pillar of red flames in the sky in front of him. Powerful ripples of flames spread out from the pillar of flames. Every Harpy that was sucked into the pillar would be charred black and fall from the sky, even if they did not die immediately.
The feathers on their bodies were burnt to a mess. Normal Harpies did not have the ability to fly with their bare wings.
Grimm stood ramrod straight as he continued to guide the large scale fire element spells. His eyes burned with raging flames, and from time to time, he would shoot out scorching rays with extremely strong penetrative power.
Against these Harpies that did not have a thick body or strong scales, using Flaming Sunlight Rays was too extravagant. Scorching Rays were more than enough!
Rays of laser-like scorching rays shot out randomly. Every Harpy that was pierced by the red rays would wail miserably and fall from the sky. As they fell, their bodies would also emit greyish-black ripples.
If the scorching rays did not kill them in their vitals, the poison from the Secret Voodoo Scroll would have instantly taken their lives.
For a moment, feathers and flesh were scattered around the floating battleship.
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