Chapter 137 Seated Lupin Wolf
No matter what the legend said, due to the double influences of topography and magic radiation, the Grand Canyon Margaret suffered from strange geographical conditions and an ever-changing natural climate.
In the Great Canyon Margaret, various terrains such as grasslands, mountains, forests, marshes, and deserts could be seen.
Moreover, one moment, there might be rain, and in the next moment, a terrifying thunderstorm.
As for the enormous intermittent sandstorms, they were a calamity that even official Magi had to escape from.
Fortunately, the large scale sandstorms had their specific timings, so this passage was not completely out of the question.
Advancing through such an environment was a severe test for a Magus’ physical body and spiritual force.
As for the Seated Lupin Wolf, it was a unique species that grew up within the Grand Canyon Margaret.
As if undergoing evolution and modification through radiation, the original species of mountain wolves, in the span of a long time, had evolved into an organism that was completely capable of adapting to the terrain and climate of the Great Canyon Margaret.
As for the magicians on both sides of the Great Canyon Margaret, they captured, tamed, and transformed these wolves into a necessary tool for traveling through the Great Canyon Margaret.
According to Leylin’s guesses, behind the Broken Axe Pub, there were definitely one or more large Magus families that had joined hands. If not, they wouldn’t be able to reap in such sizable benefits from this huge territory.
*Pu*
The sturdily built Seated Lupin Wolves continuously dashed across the grassland, bounding forward from time to time to avoid the obstacles ahead.
Their sharp canine teeth and claws were enough to deal with most of the wild creatures, saving the magicians from having to cast spells, and letting them rest.
*Rumble*
In a split second, the initially bright sky was covered by clouds, and snake-like lightning rolled across the sky, sounding out rumbling thunder.
The most mysterious thing was that on Leylin’s side, the weather was still fine. One side of the sky was clear, while the other was ominous, filling it with a type of indescribable aesthetic beauty.
“It’s a thunderstorm! Pay attention and avoid getting wet!”
The leader, an old geezer, spoke from the forefront.
A vote had passed in the party, finally choosing the two who would show their faces as the temporary leaders.
“Damn!” Leylin’s ears twitched as he heard a female traveller from the front complain.
However he did not bother with her, only drawing out a large tarpaulin from the sack on the Seated Lupin Wolf and draping it over his body.
*Hu Hu Hu*
The speed of the wolves was extremely quick, so after a dozen minutes, they entered the region of thunderstorms.
The cold wind was whizzing, mimicking knives slashing against everyone’s faces.
*Pitter-patter* Not long later, bean-sized raindrops fell, rapidly turning into a heavy downpour.
Under the rain, the grassland had now turned into a marsh.