1024: Chapter 139 Thunder Elent 1024: Chapter 139 Thunder Elent “Wait, I think I just saw sothing.” Although Lina was startled by the intense thunderstorm and quickly let the door curtain fall, Catherine reopened the curtain made of tree leaves as Flare was explaining.
Since she was already half-soaked, she simply stood at the doorway without dodging, and even though she was drenched within seconds, she still tried to stare at the distant sky with puzzlent and asked, “I must not have seen it wrong, what is that?”
“Is there sothing?” Several demigods gathered around, following Catherine’s gaze.
This was the mont when the difference between Pannis and the other demigods beca evident; the others stood in the pouring rain, and no matter how heavy it was, a solidified shield pushed the water away, leaving not a single drop on them.
But Pannis, despite going through two fierce battles and having recently broken through the Legendary Rank barrier again—he claid his strength had almost fully returned to its heyday—still hadn’t regained his status as a demigod.
Unable to solidify a shield around himself, he beca drenched like the girls did as soon as he stepped out of shelter; an apparent sign of slightly insufficient power.
However, for reasons unknown, this made the girls feel unexpectedly sweet inside, as if he were closer to them, just an arm’s reach away.
The others didn’t notice this distinction, or rather, they fully understood Pannis’s choice to use self-sealing to enhance his power.
Therefore, they regarded this distinction as sothing natural and didn’t pay too much attention to it.
Instead, they focused on the spot Catherine was pointing at.
In the distant sky, the furious lightning incessantly poured toward the ground.
Tall trees were struck by lightning; the lucky ones were half-charred but still clung to life, while the unlucky ones were often cleaved in half, seemingly without any hope of survival.
But what Catherine noticed wasn’t these.
Amidst the dense, vertical lightning, there were peculiarly shaped electric arcs that darted between the strikes, seeming alive.
Due to the great distance, their exact shapes were unclear; only shadows flickering with electric light could be seen moving at high speed across the sky, as if frolicking around the lightning bolts.
“It seems we’re quite lucky.” Smiling from afar, Flare noted, “I guess not just you girls, but no one present, including you, Kyle, has ever seen them.
I’ve only seen them once myself.”
“Yes, I haven’t seen them,” Pannis nodded.
“But I have a guess as to what they are.
Many people think their existence is only a myth because so few have seen them.
These guys must be the most mysterious Thunder Elents, the rarest among the four kinds of Elental Creatures.
It’s said their lair is in the Mountain Country Kulan, but they’ve never been discovered there.”
“These are the legendary Thunder Elents?” Lina’s whispered in awe.
The damp environnt deterred her from removing her books from the waterproof backpack, so she tried to recall what she knew: “That aggressive Elental Creature said to be very grumpy, possessing so intelligence, but with a strong penchant for attack?”
In the Yarran World, each of the four fundantal Elents harbored corresponding Elental Creatures, and there was more than one type for each: the passionate and active Fire Elents, the slow and timid, yet curious ice Elents, the peculiar half-solid, half-Elental Sand Elents.
Upon careful consideration, the girls realized they had encountered three of the basic types of Elental Creatures, with only those belonging to the category of Air Elents remaining unseen.
The girls had researched and found that air Elents, specifically the Atmospheric Elents, had no physical form, just a vast, empty gas that floated silently in the sky, watching over the changes on the ground below.
Wind Elents were extrely rare and only chased the sandstorms of the Sighing Desert.
Few living people had ever seen them.
As for Thunder Elents, their very existence was a subject of debate in the academic world.
Even with claims of sightings, the scholars, who only believed in evidence, were not easily convinced.
For them, only creatures whose existence could be proven were considered real.
However, the girls, especially Vivian, no longer had to wonder about their existence, because they had seen them with their own eyes, and it wasn’t just one or two, but a whole swarm of Thunder Elents.
As these Thunder Elents chased after lightning in the sky, the girls realized that the reason they couldn’t make out their shapes was not that they were too far away, but that the Elents didn’t have a definite shape.
Similar to how a Fire Elent looks like a fla, these Thunder Elents appeared as streaks of lightning, and whenever lightning struck, a cluster of electric arcs would flock to it, dancing joyfully in the illumination.
After the lightning had passed, the arcs seed to grow slightly more robust.
“I should have realized this.
Elental Creatures feed on elents of their own kind, and Thunder Elents naturally should inhabit places with dense lightning,” Pannis said with sudden clarity.
“Where else could be more suitable than the Forest of Death for Thunder Elents to find food?
After all, it’s the place with the densest thunderstorms in the Yarran World.
If Thunder Elents exist, naturally it would only be here.”
“They seem to be getting closer to us,” Catherine said worriedly.
“Isn’t it said that Thunder Elents are temperantal?
Won’t they attack us on their own accord?”
“Uh, I think there’s a difference between soone grumpy and a lunatic,” Pannis shrugged.
“If they attacked others without reason, their existence wouldn’t be such a mystery.”
“Indeed, they won’t attack others without provocation,” Flare agreed.
“As long as we don’t anger them, they are quite harmless.
The last ti I saw Thunder Elents, I had a brief interaction with them and found them to be quite naive creatures.”
“Aren’t all Elental Creatures pretty naive?” Pannis remarked.
“Though they possess intelligence, it’s entirely different from that of ordinary intelligent creatures; it isn’t nearly as complex.”
“Maybe so, but certainly the Sand People can’t be considered naive.
Of course, they can’t be completely classified as Elental Creatures either,” said Flare, halfway back to the temporary shelter before pausing and frowning at an elf wrapped in a cloak not too far away: “What I want to know now is, who exactly are you?”
“Eh?
Are you asking ?” The voice from beneath the cloak sounded sowhat similar to Flare’s but carried a mature nuance, and the reply was a bit humorous: “I am who I am.
Don’t you recognize ?”
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