Chapter 394: Jambaal
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Chapter 394 Jambaal
"I see... if that's the case then we won't have much trouble getting to Jambaal then." Lyrian turned around, "You guys go ahead."
Rothis and some others were slightly confused to hear this.
"Aren't you coming with us? I know you've gotten your Spirit Beast from Anaviotis recently, but it hasn't been long enough for that creature to grow into a mount yet, has it?"
Zyon questioned curiously, slightly taken aback.
Lyrian looked back at him, "Let's take a look." He exclaimed.
As soon as he did, an orange figure blitzed through the sky and landed with a graceful stance in front of Lyrian.
The dust that came from its landing brushed against the faces of the adventurers, forcing them to look away momentarily.
When the dust cleared, what they saw was a beautiful creature--one so beautiful that they were forced to gasp in awe.
A magnificent bird, a Light Pheon. It was like looking at a legend of sorts, as these types of legendary birds weren't found elsewhere except for extremely dangerous places. This material is rooted in n0velbin★
They all looked at it with slight awe, even Osikae who didn't have much of a reaction to anything before this.
Nova was about the size of a fully grown vulture by now. 81cm (32 in) long, with a wingspan of 183cm (6.1ft). It weighed easily over 50 pounds due to the thick muscles in its wings and feet.
"Spirit Beasts tend to grow fully in three years," Zyon exclaimed in slight awe.
'What? I didn't know that...' Lyrian mused on hearing this.
"It has barely been half a year, and this bird is already this big. It's amazing to see."
Osikae added, "Any other bird wouldn't be able to carry any other human, but since this is a Pheon, and you are only a ten-year-old, it matches perfectly."
It took them about three hours to get to Jambaal; a time which would have taken Nova no more than about an hour.
Jambaal took eight hours via horse, which traveled 40 miles per hour. That meant that Jambaal was about 8 hours away, and Nova could currently travel about 300 miles per hour.
They traveled out of the large tree biome, past a thick yet short area of forest, and finally reached Jambaal which was located in a series of mountain ranges.
It wasn't at the top of these sky-scraping mountain tops, rather, in one cove in the middle. A valley between four mountains was where it was located.
A small city amid the mountains--where Lyrian and the others quickly swooped down to.
There was a large layout of stone-tile flooring before the city ever arrived. In this large courtyard, Igor soon arrived as well.
The adventurers all descended and made their way toward the city.
At the entrance, there was a giant Japanese-looking shrine. A large red doorway which had many petals of plum blossoms hung on it via a thread.
After entering this shrine, Lyrian and the others had to walk past a small rounded bridge across a man-made canal of bright blue water. After they did this, they arrived officially in the land of Jambaal.
The floor was marked with pure white-stone tiles. There wasn't a spec of dirt or grass for as far as the eye could see.
And finally, the houses were as spectacular as one could imagine.
This place truly felt like a treasure trove, a" paradise of sorts.
"God damn... such a spotless place. I mean, it makes sense, since it's protected here in the middle of nowhere. It's probably the safest city in all of Veridrake. If all goes wrong, we know where to come to!" Rothis joked as they entered the village.
For some reason, however, they didn't see anyone roaming the streets.
It was silent. Dead silent.
Just then, with a hard yet cool breeze, a round object came tumbling toward them in the wind.
"A... head?"
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Chapter 394 Jambaal
"I see... if that's the case then we won't have much trouble getting to Jambaal then." Lyrian turned around, "You guys go ahead."
Rothis and some others were slightly confused to hear this.
"Aren't you coming with us? I know you've gotten your Spirit Beast from Anaviotis recently, but it hasn't been long enough for that creature to grow into a mount yet, has it?"
Zyon questioned curiously, slightly taken aback.
Lyrian looked back at him, "Let's take a look." He exclaimed.
As soon as he did, an orange figure blitzed through the sky and landed with a graceful stance in front of Lyrian.
The dust that came from its landing brushed against the faces of the adventurers, forcing them to look away momentarily.
When the dust cleared, what they saw was a beautiful creature--one so beautiful that they were forced to gasp in awe.
A magnificent bird, a Light Pheon. It was like looking at a legend of sorts, as these types of legendary birds weren't found elsewhere except for extremely dangerous places. This material is rooted in n0velbin★
They all looked at it with slight awe, even Osikae who didn't have much of a reaction to anything before this.
Nova was about the size of a fully grown vulture by now. 81cm (32 in) long, with a wingspan of 183cm (6.1ft). It weighed easily over 50 pounds due to the thick muscles in its wings and feet.
"Spirit Beasts tend to grow fully in three years," Zyon exclaimed in slight awe.
'What? I didn't know that...' Lyrian mused on hearing this.
"It has barely been half a year, and this bird is already this big. It's amazing to see."
Osikae added, "Any other bird wouldn't be able to carry any other human, but since this is a Pheon, and you are only a ten-year-old, it matches perfectly."
It took them about three hours to get to Jambaal; a time which would have taken Nova no more than about an hour.
Jambaal took eight hours via horse, which traveled 40 miles per hour. That meant that Jambaal was about 8 hours away, and Nova could currently travel about 300 miles per hour.
They traveled out of the large tree biome, past a thick yet short area of forest, and finally reached Jambaal which was located in a series of mountain ranges.
It wasn't at the top of these sky-scraping mountain tops, rather, in one cove in the middle. A valley between four mountains was where it was located.
A small city amid the mountains--where Lyrian and the others quickly swooped down to.
There was a large layout of stone-tile flooring before the city ever arrived. In this large courtyard, Igor soon arrived as well.
The adventurers all descended and made their way toward the city.
At the entrance, there was a giant Japanese-looking shrine. A large red doorway which had many petals of plum blossoms hung on it via a thread.
After entering this shrine, Lyrian and the others had to walk past a small rounded bridge across a man-made canal of bright blue water. After they did this, they arrived officially in the land of Jambaal.
The floor was marked with pure white-stone tiles. There wasn't a spec of dirt or grass for as far as the eye could see.
And finally, the houses were as spectacular as one could imagine.
This place truly felt like a treasure trove, a" paradise of sorts.
"God damn... such a spotless place. I mean, it makes sense, since it's protected here in the middle of nowhere. It's probably the safest city in all of Veridrake. If all goes wrong, we know where to come to!" Rothis joked as they entered the village.
For some reason, however, they didn't see anyone roaming the streets.
It was silent. Dead silent.
Just then, with a hard yet cool breeze, a round object came tumbling toward them in the wind.
"A... head?"
Chapter 394 Jambaal "I see... if that's the case then we won't have much trouble getting to Jambaal then." Lyrian turned around, "You guys go ahead." Rothis and some others were slightly confused to hear this. "Aren't you coming with us? I know you've gotten your Spirit Beast from Anaviotis recently, but it hasn't been long enough for that creature to grow into a mount yet, has it?" Zyon questioned curiously, slightly taken aback. Lyrian looked back at him, "Let's take a look." He exclaimed. As soon as he did, an orange figure blitzed through the sky and landed with a graceful stance in front of Lyrian. The dust that came from its landing brushed against the faces of the adventurers, forcing them to look away momentarily. When the dust cleared, what they saw was a beautiful creature--one so beautiful that they were forced to gasp in awe. A magnificent bird, a Light Pheon. It was like looking at a legend of sorts, as these types of legendary birds weren't found elsewhere except for extremely dangerous places. This material is rooted in n0velbinThey all looked at it with slight awe, even Osikae who didn't have much of a reaction to anything before this. Nova was about the size of a fully grown vulture by now. 81cm 32 in long, with a wingspan of 183cm 6.1ft. It weighed easily over 50 pounds due to the thick muscles in its wings and feet. "Spirit Beasts tend to grow fully in three years," Zyon exclaimed in slight awe. 'What? I didn't know that...' Lyrian mused on hearing this. "It has barely been half a year, and this bird is already this big. It's amazing to see." Osikae added, "Any other bird wouldn't be able to carry any other human, but since this is a Pheon, and you are only a ten-year-old, it matches perfectly." It took them about three hours to get to Jambaal; a time which would have taken Nova no more than about an hour. Jambaal took eight hours via horse, which traveled 40 miles per hour. That meant that Jambaal was about 8 hours away, and Nova could currently travel about 300 miles per hour. They traveled out of the large tree biome, past a thick yet short area of forest, and finally reached Jambaal which was located in a series of mountain ranges. It wasn't at the top of these sky-scraping mountain tops, rather, in one cove in the middle. A valley between four mountains was where it was located. A small city amid the mountains--where Lyrian and the others quickly swooped down to. There was a large layout of stone-tile flooring before the city ever arrived. In this large courtyard, Igor soon arrived as well. The adventurers all descended and made their way toward the city. At the entrance, there was a giant Japanese-looking shrine. A large red doorway which had many petals of plum blossoms hung on it via a thread. After entering this shrine, Lyrian and the others had to walk past a small rounded bridge across a man-made canal of bright blue water. After they did this, they arrived officially in the land of Jambaal. The floor was marked with pure white-stone tiles. There wasn't a spec of dirt or grass for as far as the eye could see. And finally, the houses were as spectacular as one could imagine. This place truly felt like a treasure trove, a" paradise of sorts. "God damn... such a spotless place. I mean, it makes sense, since it's protected here in the middle of nowhere. It's probably the safest city in all of Veridrake. If all goes wrong, we know where to come to!" Rothis joked as they entered the village. For some reason, however, they didn't see anyone roaming the streets. It was silent. Dead silent. Just then, with a hard yet cool breeze, a round object came tumbling toward them in the wind. "A... head?"
