In the depths of the dense primeval jungle in the south of the Kingdom of Taros, a messy but lively temporary camp was preparing for dinner. A black demon wolf the size of a calf was tearing apart a jungle monitor lizard that was tens of meters long, peeling off its thick skin piece by piece. The gnolls had raised a huge bonfire, burning the precious magic black camphor wood in the forest. The light and heat had driven away all the beasts and monsters that dared to come close. Even the forces of Chaos seemed to have been slightly dispelled by the fire. The demonic apes and the bear monsters, which had always been incompatible with each other, were miraculously working as a team, responsible for collecting fruits and protecting the safety of the camp. If an elven scholar from the Green Tower saw this scene in the forest, his ears would twitch. In theory, none of the beasts in the camp could coexist. When so many beasts gathered together, there would only be one result: an endless melee, and they would beat each other's brains out.
However, these magical beasts just squeezed together peacefully. Looking at their skillful cooperation with each other, they seemed to be very familiar with this kind of living together.
Because they were united by a powerful leader. This leader was powerful, just, and majestic. She would bite off the head of every disobedient beast, whether it was a wolf, a bear, or even a smelly imp.
After the double-digit number of unlucky fellows failed to challenge the alpha, the beasts from the southern islands were in an unprecedented state of unity.
Calaxus, wrapped in a monk's robe, sat on a rock near the bonfire. His thin cheeks reflected the red glow of the fire. The area around the bonfire was the territory of the gnolls. These short and cruel magical beasts were notorious in the human world. Therefore, the other members of the investigation team did not dare to get too close to the bonfire, except for the high-ranking monk. He seemed to have accepted the fact that he was sheltered by a group of beasts from the beginning and showed great respect to the alpha. Now the old monk was quietly observing the behavior of the alpha. Every word and action of the alpha had aroused the curiosity of the famous scholar, and sometimes even shocked him.
The alpha seemed to know all languages, not only the language of the beasts, but also the language of humans. She could command her beasts with a variety of howls, and she could converse with the members of the investigation team in Ansu or the common tongue of Collow. This afternoon, she even argued with Bowman in fluent ancient Zlor. The reason was that Bowman used the ancient language to curse an imp who tore his robe. The debate had left a deep impression on the high-ranking monk: the seemingly rough alpha girl, who came from the jungle and wore animal skins, had directly made Berman, who was known as a language master, speechless. Her fluency in the ancient language made people suspect that the alpha girl had traveled through time and space from the ancient Zlor Empire!
When Calaxus first saw the alpha, he thought that it was a human orphan who happened to be stranded on the floating island. His first impression of the alpha was "rough" and "ignorant." But now, Calaxus realized that he was wrong.
What made him even more curious was the Light of Order that was constantly emitting from the alpha.
It was the powerful, gentle, and seemingly never-ending Light of Order that sheltered everyone and allowed the large mixed team to travel through the dangerous southern part of the shadowy jungle. The aftermath of the storm of Chaos had spread to the continent, and the entire southern part of Ansu had probably been polluted. The jungle that they were passing through was one of the areas eroded by the Chaos. The distorted visions and monsters of Chaos that they encountered along the way were the best proof. But all these dangerous factors could not stop the alpha and her beasts. The holy maiden did not seem to know where she was leading the team. She marched forward with a sense of excitement and led the army through the edge of the Chaos. Now they were about to leave the wilderness and enter the border of the Order of the Kingdom of Taros.
Holy incarnation … Calaxus repeated the word in his mind. He looked at the alpha, shrouded in holy light, standing on a high rock and scolding the stupid bear monsters to work. He felt a little strange. As a high-ranking monk, he was inevitably in awe of the phenomenon of Lily releasing the Light of Order. But his reason made him want to explore the secret behind this phenomenon. What could make a mortal produce such a sacred force field?
Could it be that, as the prophet of the Guzlor Empire said, there would be a divine one among the mortals who would inherit the bloodline of the goddess?
But why would such a Chosen One be stranded on a desolate and uninhabited Sky Island? Why did she choose to lead a group of beasts instead of leading humans or elves to fight against the Chaos? What did this mean? Had the mortals lost the trust of the goddess?
Calaxus could not help but shiver, frightened by his own thoughts.
"Hey, uncle, are you cold?" A loud voice interrupted the high-ranking monk's thoughts. Before he could look up, a white figure flashed across the corner of his eyes. Lily, who was wearing a wolf skin cloak, suddenly jumped onto the rock in front of Calaxus. She blinked her big bright eyes at the middle-aged monk who was always distracted. "Why are you here alone?" she asked.
Calaxus was startled. He realized that the alpha was talking to him. He quickly adjusted his expression, which he would only do in front of the pope. "Alpha, thank you for your concern. The others are probably afraid of your beasts. "
Lily scratched her hair and looked up at the humans who were building a small bonfire not far away. She looked puzzled. "What the hell? My men are very polite to them."
"Please don't get me wrong," Calaxus quickly explained. "In fact, everyone is very grateful for your help. The people of the sanctum are not ungrateful people. It's just that we are grateful for your help, but we are still afraid of your beasts. Perhaps you don't know this, but the subordinates you lead … many of them are infamous in the human world. "
What Calaxus said was true. The abhumans living in the wild had always been a subject of fear in the civilized world. Although the civilized human countries could always expel these barbaric abhumans from their borders with powerful force, these powerful monsters were still frightening when they were alone with humans.
A well-trained knight might not even be a match for an immature demonic ape without armor.
There were only about thirty of the investigators' combatants left, but they were surrounded by thousands of daemons. If the daemons suddenly went out of control, the investigators could only choose between 'dying a relatively heroic death' or 'dying a fairly heroic death'.
Lily knew what Calaxus meant, but she did not care. She just waved her hand casually. "Whatever. I am the head of the beasts now. You guys can do whatever you want. Tsk tsk, my poor balloon … "
As she spoke, she looked in a certain direction in the jungle where her hot air balloon or airship crashed.
Originally, the airship arrived at the southern forest safely. Unfortunately, there was a sudden storm over the forest. It was not a supernatural storm caused by the power of Chaos, but an ordinary thunderstorm and strong wind. This kind of thunderstorm and strong wind was quite common on the edge of the floating continent. Therefore, the Light of Order on Lily's body was useless. The hot air balloon had a life-and-death struggle with nature in the storm and finally completed a thrilling crash landing … Of course, if you want to say that it was a crash, that's fine.
Except for a few unlucky ones who were thrown out during the storm, most of the passengers survived, and the beasts managed to salvage some supplies. This was the result of Lily's great voyage.
The great alpha sighed again. She felt sorry for her hot air balloon and the large piece of Blue Magic Whale rib that she had thrown out. God had mercy on her. That was the most delicious thing in the world. She could not bear to eat it. She had specially saved it for her landlord in the New World …
Calaxus naturally knew what the alpha was feeling. In fact, his distress was no less than Lily's. The flagship of the most powerful magic-powered warship in Sanctum had just crashed in the Abyss of Chaos, and he was the one who caused it. This high-ranking monk could not help but shudder whenever he thought about it.
If he had to pay for it himself, he would not be able to earn his salary for the rest of his life.
Lily sat by the fire for a while, opened her mouth, and yawned. She looked at the lingering white light around her with a troubled look. "This is bad luck. It's as bright as a flashlight. I can't sleep well for three nights."
Calaxus suddenly coughed violently.
Just then, a sudden noise from outside the camp interrupted Lily's complaint and the high-ranking monk's coughing.
Two imps covered in blood ran back from the depths of the forest, screaming.
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