It was almost noon, there was not a single cloud in the sky, and the sun shone on the bridge without reservation, illuminating the white marble bridge deck transparently, and the light reflected into Ferne's eyes, shaking him so that he could not open his eyes. But the good weather didn't last long, as a sudden strong wind swept up the sand around the bridge, blocking the sunlight from the earthy yellow, and the sky was as dark as it was at dusk.

The group hurried towards Altoona, leaving behind most of the travelers who had crossed the bridge at about the same time as them, and by now there were very few pedestrians around them, except for a few carriages and travelers who had left yesterday, and even the Ogden soldiers patrolling the bridge were very few. Deeper into the Borderlands, the sand has been blown onto the deck, and the initial excitement of stepping on the bridge has vanished, replaced by a sense of anxiety and frustration.

Quiai had put on a scarf and covered his nose and mouth tightly to prevent the wind and sand from blowing in. "Is it going to be like this for the next half of the day?"

"I'm afraid so. Fern also covered his face tightly. "But at least we won't get lost in this wasteland, and in the days when there was no Sky Bridge, many travelers would get lost here every year and never go out again. ”

Quiai glanced back behind him, and the wind and sand had reduced visibility to only a few dozen yards, and in the distance it was covered by an earthy yellow, so that nothing could be seen. "Here, I feel like I'm blind. ”

"Are you worried about something? Or do you already know something?" Enoch rode to the other side of Quiai, and the borderlanders stared ahead.

A flash of alarm flashed in Quiai's eyes. "I don't know what you're talking about, Enoch, if you have anything to say, just say it. ”

"If it weren't for Fern's request, I would have said it a long time ago. The warrior still had no master, and rode to the scout's side with all his might.

Queai glanced at Fern quietly, the mercenary's face completely encased in the hood, and the girl timidly approached him. "Fern, Enoch, he ......"

"Kuiai, you don't have to worry too much, you just have to follow me, follow me. Fern held out his hand to the girl. "I won't let you leave me. ”

Quiai's eyes sparkled, and he gripped the mercenary's hand tightly.

The howling wind swept across the bridge deck, almost knocking down everyone's horses several times, and the flags on the side of the bridge had been dyed yellow by the perennial wind and sand, and crackled in the wind. Finally, the two-domed house appeared a few dozen yards away, and behind the house, all the flags turned red, and the emblem in the center was no longer a unicorn, but a northern bald eagle swooping down to hunt for food.

"Here we are, the border. Fern smiled and squeezed the girl's hand slightly. "There's only half the way left. ”

Quiai nodded, and subconsciously glanced around, there was no one else except the four of them and the soldiers of the two countries guarding the border. br />

The guards divided the bridge into two sections, the left one guarded by Altoona soldiers, who checked all the travelers entering Altoona. The section on the right is guarded by Ogden soldiers, and there are also four soldiers in blue cloaks checking all travelers entering Ogden's territory.

"Today's weather is really not suitable for crossing the bridge. Enoch greeted Altoona's guards.

"That's true, many travelers are resting at the front station, and you can choose to spend the night here today and see if the weather improves tomorrow. "The guards are also wrapped in cloaks, they are all wearing armor, and it is not pleasant for the sand to blow into the armor.

"Thank you for your kindness, but we have to get to Alphareta today. Enoch deliberately spoke to his fellow citizens in a lingua franca with an Altoona accent, which would reduce the time it took the guards to check on them.

Sure enough, this trick of the warrior was very useful, and the guard just asked the four to take off their scarves and look at their faces, and then let them pass. Enoch took advantage of Fern's passage through the pass and quickly passed him, and whispered, "Out of Ogden, be careful." ”

The mercenary nodded, waiting for Quiai to catch up from the pass, and the two of them held hands together again.

The group passed by a post station near the border, which was said to be a post station, but in fact it was just two slightly larger domed houses built on the side of the bridge, around which some horses and carriages were parked. After passing the station, there was a monotonous and unchanged bridge deck and a sky full of wind and sand, and the density of the red flags was much lower than that of the blue flags in Ogden, and two flags could be seen flapping in the wind every few hundred yards. But Enoch and Miruria burged their spirits and did not dare to let their guard down.

It was another long march, and the group had barely seen any other pedestrians for almost two hours, and patrols were scarce on the Altoona side. After so long jolting on the horse, Fern almost felt drowsy, and the mercenary staggered and came to his senses, the warrior and scout still leading the way, and Queay's hand still holding him tightly.

Another wave of drowsiness hit, and Fern felt his consciousness go away again, the mercenary didn't bother to cheer up, he knew that when his body tilted, he would naturally wake up. But this time it was different from before, and Fern felt his body almost fall off the clouds, but he still didn't wake up. Suddenly, a violent impact struck, and the mercenary was slammed off his horse, and his consciousness finally came to his senses.

"Magic!" Enoch's voice came into his head. "We've been attacked!"

Fern drew his sword and ran behind Enoch. "It's hypnotism!" the mercenary looked at the arrow. "Quiai, cast the enchantment and resist hypnosis!" Quiai...... "The back of the arrow was empty.

"She must have run, bastard!" Enoch cursed, running toward his mount. "Quick, we must get out of here!"

Miruria took the arrow and was about to urge her mount forward, when two magical nets of purple light swooped down on her and the warrior, and the scout screamed and flipped off his mount, dodging the attack, but both mounts were caught in the net. Enoch also flashed to the side, his mount was also trapped by the magic net, and the warrior roared, rushed forward, pulled out his dagger and cut the blue net hard, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't hurt the magic net in the slightest.

"Get out of the way, let me come! Your weapons are useless against magic. The mercenary rushed to his mount, raised his sword and slashed it with a few quick blows, freeing it. "You two run, I'll cut off!"

"Hell, what's the use of us running away if you get caught, our mission is to escort you to Valdosta. Enoch snatched the sword from the mercenary's hand and shoved his own into his hand, looking at the scout resolutely. "Miruria, you and Fern run north together, and I'll cut off the queen!"

The scout nodded and pulled the mercenary on his horse, when a strong whirlwind blew from ahead, and the whirling wind lifted the cloaks of the three men, covering their faces. At the same time, two rapid currents of air slammed into the mercenaries and scouts from the side, knocking them from their horses to the ground, and several magic nets struck from the front and rear at the same time. Enoch wielded the sword in the stone, in the whirlwind he couldn't see the location of the magic net, he could only slash into the sky indiscriminately, suddenly a burst of scorching heat rushed from in front of him, the warrior subconsciously raised the sword in front of him, a huge fireball slammed into the sword in the stone, although the sword in the stone saved the warrior from being directly hit by the fireball, saving his life, but the magic contained in the fireball was so strong that it still burned the warrior's hands and chest, Enoch screamed in pain, and the sword in the stone fell to the ground.

"Enoch!" Fern found the warrior's kneeling back in the whirlwind, and quickly ran towards him, another fireball flew towards the warrior, and the mercenary raised the sword in the stone on the ground and blocked the warrior. The magic net that had been floating above everyone's heads seemed to be controlled, and at this critical juncture, Fern's position was pinpointed, and Fern was accurately covered in it, the net kept shrinking, and Fern was overwhelmed by the huge pressure, unable to raise his sword anymore, and the fireball was just a few yards away, and it was about to devour the mercenaries and warriors in front of him.

"Is it over?" Fern fell to his knees, resisting the pressure of the magic web, and the faces of Ness and Quiai flashed through his mind.

At the last moment, a slender figure flashed in front of him, he smelled the familiar scent of roses, a magic shield blocked the fireball, and the violent impact made the mage almost unsteady on his feet, and the mage's long brown and yellow hair fluttered in the air flow of the magic impact.

Taking advantage of this gap, Fern cut through the magic net with his sword in the stone and held the mage. "Quiai!"

"Run, Fern, the one who can cast this powerful fireball must be the ** division, we are not his opponents, run!" The girl looked at the mercenary weakly and pushed him away.

"Hell, Miruria!" the mercenary looked behind him, and the scout was dodging the magic net that kept following her. "Get Queai on the horse, I'll be in charge of Enoch, quick!"

The scout sped towards Quiai, and the magic net saw the opportunity and pounced, and just as he was about to touch the scout, Fern leapt up and slashed him in half with a sword. "Hurry! We only have this one chance. ”

Miruria picked up Quiai and ran towards the arrows, the sound of a sword in the stone and a fireball cliding behind her again. "No, Miruria, let me go, Fern he can't resist, I must help him. ”

Miruria looked at the mage sternly. "I trust you, Quiai, don't let me down with the way we've gotten along for the past few days!" the scout let go of his hand and turned to lead their mounts.

"Seven gods, lend me your strength, so that I can resist the magic of the ** master, even if it will cost me my life. Quiai turned his back to the sky, his chest lifted forward, his feet off the ground, and his body slowly floated.

"Hell, Fern, leave me alone, run!" Enoch yelled hoarsely as he was held up by the mercenaries.

Fern's hand was also burned, and he dragged the warrior backwards with all his might. "If you talk more, I'll throw you off the bridge!"

A red dot emerges from the wind and sand behind it, quickly growing in size, and another fireball!

"Holy!" Fern cursed loudly, holding back the sharp pain in his hand and raising the sword in the stone again.

The scorching heat was already in front of him twenty yards before the fireball left, and the roasted Fern subconsciously narrowed his eyes. Suddenly, a cool sensation crashed into the mercenary's back, rushing out of his chest, and the fireball seemed to hit a shield ten yards in front of the mercenary, scattering in all directions.

Fern immediately looked behind him, and saw Quiai floating in the air with his eyes closed. "Quiai!" But the mage didn't respond.

"She seems to be unconscious, you go quickly, Enoch and I'll take care of it. Miruria took the horses and rode Enoch on her feet.

"Queai!" Fern took the mage in his arms. "I won't leave you!" the mercenary placed the mage face down on the back of the dark cloud, then turned on his horse and protected the girl in front of him. "The arrows are handed over to you!"

Miruria took the reins of the arrow in her hand. "Leave it to me. ”

The fireballs and magic nets continued to attack the four of them, but all the attacks were blocked about ten yards away from them, and the fireballs dissipated into scattered flames, and the magic nets were torn apart directly in the air and fell to the ground. The three of them urged their mounts and ran forward quickly, the magic net in front of them was crossed by them, leaving behind them, and the last fireball chased them for more than a hundred yards, and was finally fended off by the invisible shield.

The wind and sand once again covered his back, and the whole world could hear no sound except the howling of the wind and the hoofs of horses running fast. Fern held the reins in one hand and pressed the other tightly against Quiai's back, feeling the girl's heartbeat. The wind and sand are flying all over the world, and the blurred bridge deck seems to never end. It must be all right, Quiai, I won't leave you, follow me, Quiai......