Chapter 1454: The Real Wasps
Getting past the first few layers of branches had led the group into the first major section of the canopy. Besides the Terror birds, some rot, bald eagles, and the occasional flocks of flies, nothing seemed of note.
Except when Mathilde suddenly stopped the disk and asked everyone to wake Arad up.
Everyone looked at her with worried faces, looking around and following her gaze. Soon, their eyes lay upon a large lump in the branches, sitting a fair distance away from a plump lemon.
The large lump looked strange, shriveled, and filled with holes. It looked both creepy and disgusting.
"It’s the gall wasps, we’ll face hundreds of them soon, get him standing up." Mathilde moved forward and stood in the front, looking around for the swarm of wasps. "Make him take you inside his stomach so I can deal with the wasps without protecting you all."
"No one is waking Arad up." Cerilla stepped forward, took a deep breath, and waved her fingers, conjuring a strange, massive bow out of nowhere.
The bow resembled a warbow with multiple intricate patterns and engravings on its side. The string was dull gold, and the whole thing radiated a faint divine aura.
That was Cerilla’s bound bow, the weapon she got from her contract with Sylph, the elvish goddess. The bow had two enchantments, which Cerilla only started to fully understand on this trip.
The first enchantment made the bow stronger the closer it was to the World Tree, which at first didn’t make sense in Cerilla’s mind, except probably because the bow was made with the World Tree wood. But now, she found out that the higher they climbed, the stronger the bow got.
The bow got stronger the closer it was to Sylph, and it just happened that Sylph was living above the World Tree. Which also explained why the bow suddenly grew weak.