Chapter 276 The Hunt
Three slim and beautiful silhouettes were gathered together deep in the back ranks of the harpy army as the adepts recklessly exterminated the attacking harpies. It seemed they were in the middle of some sort of discussion.
"It is almost time!" A head witch with a pair of snow white feet and a red feather robe draped over her shoulders instructed, “Lana, make sure you act quickly later. Catch as many as you can once Natalia breaks through the barrier with her innate ability. You must leave the moment you receive the signal. Otherwise it would be a troublesome affair trying to save you after the barrier closes. Do you understand?"
The two witches standing beside her bowed respectfully.
Ordinary harpy witches were similar to the apprentice adepts in human society. They had some elementium casting ability, but their Spirit was still insufficient for their spirit origin to be elevated to the next level. Only harpy witches that had reached First Grade could change their appearances.
An ordinary harpy witch would shed their feathers when they advanced to First Grade. When they advanced to Second Grade, their trademark claws would also morph into human feet. If they were fortunate enough to advance once more and turn into Third Grade harpy witches, their physical bodies would be no different from a human adept. The only difference would be in their bloodline.
All three of the harpy witches had beautiful feet rather than the claws so commonly associated with harpies. This meant that each of them were harpy witches over Second Grade, and had already completed their second evolution.
An army of a hundred First Grade witches gathered around the three Second Grade harpy witches, silently guarding them.
Any male would probably fall into a daze if he was standing among their ranks. Every single one of the witches here had pretty faces, alluring figures, and ample bosoms. Strangely enough, not a single male could be seen among their ranks!
The head witch finally gave the order and the army of witches moved out after hiding for so long.
Piercing screeches rang out in the sky. One after another, the agile and elegant harpy witches flew out from the ranks of the ordinary harpies. They quickly circled around the battleship, hurling wind blades and lightning balls at the defensive barrier.
The addition of this army of spellcasters instantly caused the resilient defensive barrier to tremble intensely. More and more of the mysterious runes appeared on the surface of the barrier.
The types of magic the harpy witches could cast was extremely limited. It was usually limited to just wind and lightning magic. The strength of their attacks was also pathetic, ranging between thirty to fifty points of damage. However, regardless of how weak they were, there was no stopping the strength of their numbers. There were a hundred of them after all. The wind blades and lightning balls continued to crash against the defensive barrier, placing tremendous stress on the magic arrays.
"Stop attacking the ordinary harpies. Shoot those damned spellcasters out of the sky! Hurry, hurry, hurry… " The Silver Union in charge of coordinating the adepts was in a panic. He shouted all over the ship as he took out a Fireball Wand from his waist, instantly shooting five fireballs towards those harpy witches.
The other adepts instantly adjusted the direction of their attacks, focusing their fire towards the spellcasters.
Inside the cabin.
Alice was lying beside the window of the tiny room with nothing to do. She rested her head on her tiny hands, looking on as the colorful battle erupted outside.
One after another, the ugly and savage harpies tackled the barrier. They used their spears, their beaks, their claws, and anything they had to tear at the semi-translucent defensive barrier. At one point, the disgusting faces of the harpies had even come within ten meters of Alice. There was an impenetrable barrier and a window between the two.
Moreover she was already a pseudo-adept, and a cute pseudo-adept who had mastered spatial magic at that! Still, there was no place for her on the battlefield like this.
At the start of the battle all of the servants, followers, and apprentices had been ordered to stay within the cabin. As such, she could only look on coldly as the harpies were brutally slaughtered. Reduced to cinders, electrocuted, having all the water in their bodies extracted by dark magic…
There were all kinds of magic, and the harpies could attest to this. After all, they were the ones dying in a variety of odd and peculiar ways!
Alice’s eyes suddenly lit up when those harpy witches appeared. She pressed her face against the window, looking enviously at the plentiful bosoms of the witches bouncing about as they flew quickly around the ship. She looked down at her seven year old body and her flat and smooth chest. Her expression instantly soured!
Dammit! Even a bunch of humanoid monsters are larger than me! Bastards! You lot aren't even humans, what's the point of having such large breasts? Curses upon you hags…
However, just as Alice was indulging in her own stupid thoughts, a light ripple in the air caught her attention.
Spatial flux? Hm? Why would there be spatial flux here?
Alice closed her eyes and tried to sense the spatial flux. The spatial ripples hadn't occurred within the defensive barrier. Rather, they were coming from the outside. Didn't this mean… the one manipulating space wasn't an adept on the ship, but a harpy witch?!
Even though Alice was still angry at Greem, she was fully aware of how reliant she was on him right now. Thus Alice quickly contacted her so called 'master' using their mental link.
Greem fell deep into thought the moment he received Alice's message. He was doubtful.
Spatial Magic wasn't so easily mastered!
Time and Spatial Magic were heralded as the hardest to learn within all the branches of magic. Usually an adept wouldn't even be able to learn these magics if they didn't have the necessary affinity.
The Fire Teleportation that Greem himself had mastered might look like Spatial Magic, but its true nature was just a clever use of fire magic. It was completely different from Spatial Magic.
Harpies, on the other hand, had even more mediocre talents when compared to adepts. Most of them only had wind affinity or lightning affinity. Wasn't the chance of one of them awakening a spatial affinity way too low?
Even though it was a reminder coming from Alice, Greem wasn't too convinced. However, considering the power of spatial magic, Greem decided to play it safe. He quickly and subtly cast a small spell on himself.
Apart from this, he didn't share Alice's warning with the Silver Union adept. After all, this was information he himself wasn't too sure about. If it proved to be wrong, he would end up as a joke amongst the other adepts.
However, a massive disturbance occurred at the back of the ship as Greem was still hesitating!
The sudden appearance of the harpy witches had drawn the attention of all the adepts. Powerful and mighty spells blasted towards their dancing figures, leaving colorful fireworks in the air as they exploded.
Yet, as their gazes were drawn to the witches, the Second Grade Harpy Witch Natalia had taken the opportunity to sneak over to the other side of the barrier.
A black vortex appeared in her hands and she pressed it against the impenetrable barrier. A large hole suddenly opened in the barrier, which was supposedly able to defend against all elementium damage. The runic energies of the barrier were absorbed by the strange black vortex, causing a massive opening in the defense system.
The Second Grade Silver Union adept who was silently guarding the magic arrays at the core of the ship raised his head up in shock. He could sense a breach in the defensive barrier.
What was happening? Had the defensive barrier been destroyed? No, everything was still functioning!
A strange flux suddenly appeared on the deck of the floating battleship as the adept was still recovering from the shock. The space had been shattered and a rift had opened in mid air. Two strange harpy witches walked out of the rift and appeared before the human adepts.
Some adepts were still caught up in slaughtering the harpies on the outside. The two harpy witches with perfect figures and light blue wings moved before the adepts had even noticed the trouble behind them.
A sharp and piercing scream filled the entire ship. All of the adepts affected by the strange soundwave felt their vision blur. They were no longer able to control their bodies or draw upon their magical powers.
The two Second Grade harpy witches used their agility to dive towards the adepts, quickly capturing several adepts and throwing them into the spatial rift before coming back for more. They had already caught five human adepts in a matter of seconds.
All the adepts on the ship started to panic as this occurred. They threw their most powerful spells at the enemy that had mysteriously appeared on board, while desperately avoiding capture by the harpies.
However, any adept would be hard-pressed to escape the piercing screams and agile shapes of these Second Grade magical creatures. Greem was an unfortunate one as well. He was right within the hunting range of the two harpy witches!
A creaking sound started to ring out in the air. The spatial rift that had been forcibly torn open was slowly closing under the powerful regenerative ability of space itself. The rift trembled slightly. It was obvious that it couldn't last much longer.
A massive wave of runic energies surged forth around the hole in the defensive barrier, reducing the massive opening into a small hole the size of a fist. The defense system of the ship would once again be complete the moment this hole disappeared. At that point, the two harpy witches would no longer be able to escape using the spatial rift.
"You two hurry up… I can't keep it up for much longer!" Natalia shouted at the two harpy witches as she did her best to maintain the hole in the barrier.
The two harpy witches looked at each other and made a decision.
"We will capture one last round of adepts!"
The two silhouettes let out another piercing scream as each of them dashed towards a target of their own, quick as lightning.
And the target of the head witch was Greem!