Chapter 429: Chapter 428: Storm Sea

Time flowed like water, and after a long journey, the Cloud Shuttle finally reached the end of the Chanay Continent–the Storm Sea.

The Moon Pincer Peninsula and the Chanay Continent’s Cloud Gazing Cliff, compared to the Storm Sea, were simply insignificant.

“Unlike Cloud Gazing Cliff, beneath the Storm Sea there exists a passable path called ‘the Ancient Glomvine Pathway.’”

“Glomvine? I heard about a type of Glomvine Flower that possesses strong hallucinogenic and bewitching properties.”

“Correct, the ancient path snakes through multiple ancient battlefields. Many places are not cleaned up, and it is easy to get lost due to various ancient battlefield forces, not to mention possibly encountering all sorts of bizarre creatures. Crossing the Storm Sea would be much more convenient.”

At the western edge of the Chanay Continent lay the Transversal Mountain Range, where many sorcerers now stepped onto the deck to observe.

Visible were numerous sorcerer towers atop the Transversal Mountain Range, dutifully standing guard, monitoring for any Alien Race beasts that might intrude.

Being a vehicle of a Level 4 Sorcerer, naturally, no one would intercept the Cloud Shuttle. The airship slowed down a little to allow the stationed sorcerers to recognize it, then easily passed through the Transversal Mountain Range.

Beyond the Transversal Mountain Range was the Storm Sea.

Many glanced down instinctively, their eyes piercing through the thick clouds to the ground far below, where indeed there lay a spacious ancient path.

The path was like a sinuous white vine, stretched across the vast black wilderness.

It was said that traveling to the Botta Blood Plain along the Ancient Glomvine Pathway would take at least five times longer than usual. For a large trade caravan, even under smooth conditions, it would take more than two months.

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Of course, the ancient pathway had its dangers, as did the Storm Sea.

The Storm Sea lived up to its name, with ceaseless fierce winds and towering clouds year-round. The unpredictable winds could form storms, while the clouds could turn into thick cloud masses and walls, reaching up to the heavens.

“Crack Crack!”

While transversing, lightning resembling tree roots occasionally flashed around the airship, illuminating the nearby dense clouds. Each bolt of lightning was several times, or even dozens of times, longer than the airship itself.

At this moment, the Cloud Shuttle seemed particularly tiny.

Angus and Mendenez, among others, stood on the deck watching for a while when they unexpectedly noticed someone who hadn’t come out to join the crowd, piquing their curiosity.

“Knock Knock Knock.”

“Come in.”

Angus approached the left side, knocking on one of the room doors, which opened automatically. He was not afraid to disturb anyone, as the energy particles in the Storm Sea were not very pure and seemed somewhat violent, not favored by sorcerers.

“Did I disturb you, Sorcerer Ivan?” Angus glanced inside and saw the person reading a book.

“Not at all, just a casual book.” Ivan gestured with the book in his hands, titled “Wondrous Travels on the Ancient Glomvine Pathway,” clearly an obscure travel journal.

“The records in books are always biased, better to take a look outside.” Angus smiled.

“Did you come to ask why I didn’t go out?” Ivan saw through his thoughts, then answered on his own accord, “I’ve been targeted, someone has asked the elemental lord of the Storm Sea to take action against me. I’d be a fool to run up to the deck for a spectacle.”

“How did you know–”

A chill ran through Angus’s heart, halting his question mid-sentence, and he looked up.

Ivan nodded slightly.

The dangers of the Storm Sea included not just natural disasters such as fierce winds, clouds, and lightning, but more so the element creatures inhabiting it.

It was known that several element creature tribes were present, giving rise to numerous elemental lords.

Sorcerers and element creature tribes usually didn’t interfere with each other, but some minor conflicts were inevitable, especially when sorcerers crossed their territory, and instances of whole airships and their passengers being annihilated had occurred.

Not long ago, Chairman Hardy had told him that someone had likely set a trap specifically for him.

Taking advantage of the opening of the Sky Flow Valley, he was bound to rush to the Botta Blood Plain, and the enemy tried to have one of the elemental lords here attack him, killing him in the Storm Sea.

Regarding the specific people involved, the Chairman mentioned they were related to the Thunder Tribe.

Ivan was sure there was a traitor among the sorcerers, betraying details about him. Otherwise, the enemy wouldn’t have pinpointed his location so easily.

However, Hardy hadn’t elaborated, and Ivan, knowing his place, had not pressed further or asked how the Chairman came by his information.

The chairman should have taken care of it by now.

It must be said, the power of Witch’s Favor was too conspicuous; it immediately made the Lightning Tribe see him as a thorn in their side, scheming to eliminate him.

In the past, he had always stayed in East Capital, where the Lightning Tribe couldn’t even infiltrate, let alone lay a hand on him.

Now, heading to Botta Blood Plain, he had given his opponents the opportunity they were waiting for. With the Storm Sea being the domain of the element lords, their strike would be incredibly convenient.

Inside the room, the two tacitly avoided further mention of the element lords and conversed about spatial knowledge for a while.

After Angus left the room, he rarely lingered on the deck. After all, the element lords were genuine Level 4 creatures, and no one knew when they might strike.

The clouds in the Storm Sea were not merely white clouds; there were also thunderclouds, magma clouds, black rain clouds, and poisonous green clouds, among others.

The storms, too, were no ordinary storms. High-speed tornadoes were commonly observed, and wind belts similar to ocean currents also appeared from time to time, usually scattered with wind blades of varying strength.

Within the clouds and wind, naturally, various strange and alien creatures were concealed.

The Cloud Shuttle soared through this, and naturally, it avoided danger as much as possible. Moreover, the Cloud Shuttle emanated an aura that deterred alien beasts, which generally dared not provoke.

“The Storm Channel has arrived.”

On the fourth day of sailing, all the chaos ahead had disappeared, replaced by a clear, refreshing horizontal channel. Surprisingly, the channel walls were made up of constantly rotating winds.

In fact, it was also a gigantic whirlwind, only the mouth of it lay horizontally.

While the outer perimeter was chaotic, the middle formed an aerial passageway open for traversal, leaving every sorcerer who came here for the first time in awe.

“Is this naturally formed, or artificially shaped?” Ivan rarely appeared on deck.

“Half and half. There was a horizontal storm initially; after the refinement and maintenance by the elemental tribe, the ‘Storm Channel’ was formed. Any creature passing through the channel must pay a certain toll fee,” Angus explained.

“Even the vehicle of an Arcane Wizard is no exception?”

“Not at all. The fees are collected based on the number and size of airships; an Arcane Wizard won’t mind such trivial expenses. If we don’t use the Storm Channel, we would have to make a long detour, which wastes a lot of time.”

“I’ll head back now.”

Seeing that the Cloud Shuttle had entered the Storm Channel, Ivan took a few glances and then turned to head back to his room.

“No need for hurry, the element creatures here are quite disciplined. As long as the toll fee is paid, they won’t trouble anyone. There’s even a Storm City ahead, built by the elemental tribe. Don’t you want to take a look?”

“No.”

Ivan wasn’t one to seek excitement. Had the Storm Channel not been so renowned, he would not have ventured onto the deck of the airship while the crisis remained unresolved.

Angus didn’t press any further.

Inside the Storm Channel, there were no winds or clouds, nor were there any thunderclaps.

The Cloud Shuttle continued along the channel and soon arrived at a section that resembled a barrier, where the elemental tribe collected their fees, guarded by their elite guards.

On the right side of the barrier, one could faintly see the ethereal silhouette of a peculiar city – that was Storm City.

Following regulations, the Cloud Shuttle voluntarily stopped, and an attendant came forward to pay the toll fee, which was actually in element crystals, acceptable in either intermediate or upper class.

A mere element crystal was indeed insignificant for an Arcane Wizard.

Lights flickered slightly on the Cloud Shuttle, ready to accelerate once again.

At that moment, a group of armored storm guards appeared. Without a word, they stopped the already opening barrier, spread out in front of the airship, their presence suggesting hostility.

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“Hold, delay the passage.”

“What brings you here?” the attendant couldn’t help but ask.

“We detected contraband on board your airship. Please move your vessel here; we must board for a more detailed inspection,” the leading guard commanded.

The appearance of the storm guards resembled solid winds confined in segments of armor, generally humanoid with distinct facial features and limbs, including gender distinctions.

At that moment, this male guard leader’s face was filled with seriousness, his eyes intently focusing on the line of people on the deck.