However, Jack the bean vine, after some thought, replied: "As far as I know, there’s one, two, three, three..."
Dangros said grumpily, "Are you talking about four?"
Bean Vine Jack shook his head, "No, it’s three Wind Element Territories. Including Lanhai Forest, Storm Ridge, and Long Breather Wind Cave."
According to Bean Vine Jack, Lanhai Forest is the farthest from White Cloud Village, on the distant sea, and has no connection with White Cloud Village. If there were a conflict, there wouldn’t be a need to go so far, so the biggest possibilities are Storm Ridge and Long Breather Wind Cave.
About these two places, Jack knew very little, only knowing that information on Long Breather Wind Cave was extremely closed off, and that the Hurricane His Highness of Storm Ridge, though ascending the Monarch’s position only after the disaster, was extremely powerful.
Exactly where it might be from, Jack’s hard to determine as well.
...
As the Gondola moved forward, the surrounding wind became noisy again, this time carrying an unusual atmosphere.
They flew for another three minutes.
"I can already smell the scent of Wind Island." Arnott spoke, his gaze falling on the distant, deep black clouds: "Passing through there is Wind Island... However, I also feel that there is a lot of active Wind’s Force in those black clouds."
Arnott’s words made Dangros nervously swallow, even though it had no saliva.
As they got closer to the massive black cloud mass ahead, the unusual atmosphere grew heavier and heavier.
Even for the weakest sensing Dangros and Jack, they detected something amiss, not to mention Arnott, who had kept his eyes closed sensing the flowing wind.
The Blue Lantern Flower popped out at this moment, conveying warnings to Angel.
As this atmosphere reached its peak, Dangros stammered, "Why don’t we... reconsider our approach?"
"Have you caught Kelonkcro’s bug?" Angel joked lightly, then added, "No need to reconsider because..."
Angel looked at the layered black clouds in the distance, and slowly said, "They’re already here."
Dangros was stunned, immediately turning his palm towards the distant black clouds. Although they couldn’t yet see inside the black clouds, that eerie atmosphere was quickly turning into a sense of oppression.
Even though there were no outlines yet in the black clouds, the sense of oppression had already surpassed that of the previous massive whirlwind.
This pressure made the distant black clouds appear like a looming shadow over Dangros’s head, constantly pressing and squeezing its precarious spirit.
At this moment, Angel tapped his knuckles on the table, the clear sound dispersing the gloom in their hearts.
In a trembling voice, Dangros asked, "Is that Lord Hurricane in the black clouds?"
Angel shook his head, "I don’t know, maybe Hurricane is there. After all, there’s more than one coming."
More than one? Dangros’s eyes widened instantly.
"See for yourself if you like." Angel said: "They’ve already appeared."
Dangros hurriedly looked back into the distance, and indeed, within that black cloud, some vague outlines began to emerge.
However, unlike the previous encounter with the massive whirlwind, where it was just a mountain, the outlines in the black cloud were undulating and more like a mountain range.
Angel had also temporarily stopped the Gondola, yet the outlines within the black clouds did not diminish, instead becoming clearer, proving they were approaching.
Seconds later, one figure after another emerged from the black clouds.
Dangros finally saw the true form of the "mountain range" within the black clouds; at least dozens of Wind creatures, all in their mature phase, and at the forefront were four gigantic Wind creatures comparable to the massive whirlwind, with the largest being even larger.
Such a formidable force naturally exhibited an extraordinary sense of oppression. Even though Angel had shielded the gondola from the oppressive feeling, the looming force still exuded an undeniable fear.
Bean Vine Jack hung shivering on the door curtain, while Dangros’ lips quivered. It was clear how much they feared the horde before them.
"Arnott, quickly tell me, these are from Wind Island... they’re under the command of His Highness Gentle Wind?" Dangros nervously retreated a few steps towards the yellow sand cage.
Arnott hesitated for a few seconds and silently began to shed tears, "I haven’t seen them before, but their aura is just like a Silver White Flying Fish."
The same aura as the massive whirlwind, meaning the newcomers must be with the same group as the massive whirlwind.
Dangros stiffened, drew back a few steps, and collapsed on the table: "If I pretend to be a severed hand, I shouldn’t get noticed, right?"
Nobody answered Dangros because, at that moment, a whistling sound came from the opposite side.
"Eh, it seems they’re not Wind creatures? Only a few Elemental Sprites."
"Elemental Sprites don’t matter, but there’s actually a Fire Elemental Spirit... Eh, also a Wood Creature, could Gentle Wind Uranus have sought aid from the Green Wilderness? Did Lord Hurricane guess wrong?"
"It’s just a thin vine, a breath could blow it away, no need to bother."
"If they’re not Wind creatures from White Cloud Village, should we still act?"
"No, I see Fervat! Didn’t Lord Hurricane leave it outside? It’s been captured, damn it!"
"We must reclaim Fervat! Lord Hurricane, please give us orders!"
Initially, the voices carried by the wind were more of an inquiry, but once they discovered the so-called "Fervat," the wind’s sound became clamorous.
Angel speculated that the Fervat they mentioned should be the Silver White Flying Fish.
The distant clamorous sound abruptly halted, and the largest figure standing at the center of the formidable horde slowly spoke, "I saw from Aimer’s wind that it was killed by this group of people..."
As soon as the words were spoken, the voices in the wind became even more frenzied, with a hundred strong strands of hatred piercing Angel’s being.
Aimer’s self-destruction caused such a commotion that all the Wind creatures witnessed it, which is why they gathered here to see if Gentle Wind Uranus had any backup. But instead of backup, they encountered a Flying Boat!
"No matter who they are, killing Aimer, abducting Fervat... they must die!" With Hurricane’s command, came a surge of cheers in response.
All their malice and hatred, at that moment, erupted fully.
They inundated the skies and swept forward!