Chapter 72: The Sadowa Bridge

Fern had already stepped on the bridge deck with his front feet, and was hiding behind the pier on this side to observe the situation on the other side, but at this time, the moon happened to be covered by dark clouds, and the bridge deck was so dark that he couldn't see anything clearly.

Vaguely, Fern saw a large pile of unknown objects in the middle of the bridge, and on top of it, several figures were crouching, and they were more burly than ordinary ghouls, and seemed to be wearing armor. There was a strange smell in the air, but under the bitter cold of Sarah, the smell was covered in cold and snow, and Fern sniffed and carefully discerned it, not thinking of anything. "Could it be Sarah's soldiers? No, if it's a surviving soldier, there's no reason to stay on the bridge, it's tantamount to looking for death. Fern looked forward again, but the figure was too vague for the mercenary to stop.

Ness watched anxiously in the direction Fern was heading, at a distance she could no longer see the mercenary's back, and the mage was aware of the threat on the bridge, but could not inform Fern.

"I had to go, even though Fern didn't let me do it, but I thought I should do something. Ness struggled for a moment, and finally began to follow the route Fern had just taken towards the bridge.

As the clouds drifted slowly south, the moon regained its not-so-bright glow to the earth, and Fern poked his head out from behind the piers, hoping to see what the figure on the other side was.

Just by such a glance, Fern regretted it, not only regretting that he had seen the scene in front of him, but even more regretting that he had stepped on the bridge. In front of the mercenary's eyes, there were a large number of corpse stumps, and the armor wrapped around the stumps explained the identity of these corpses. Piles of corpses filled the entire bridge, and Fern estimated that at least hundreds of people had died there. What shocked him even more were the figures on the pile of corpses, and by this time the mercenary had already seen that those figures were not people at all, but bodies made up of different stumps.

"Hell, what is this?" Fern held back a strong feeling of vomiting and insisted on not looking away. At this moment, the head of a body began to turn, and without the body moving, it turned in a strange circle. "O Seven, how could Wallis have such a thing, even more terrifying than a ghoul. The mercenary couldn't believe his eyes, and just watched, not realizing that the spinning head had spotted him.

I saw the head sweep over the pier where Fern was, and then immediately swept back again, staring straight at where Fern was. At this time, the mercenary realized that something was wrong, and he stood up and wanted to flee back, but found that his legs were already weak, and he couldn't use his strength for a while.

"Hell!" Fern thumped his legs hard, and was about to run again, but it was too late, and the two broken bodies were already in front of him at some point.

Fern looked at the completely uncoordinated body in front of him, which was obviously a makeshift patchwork of various parts on different corpses, and a chill rose from the soles of his feet, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

But after all, Fern had already seen the dead corpses on the White River, although he was not lightly frightened, but at this time, the mercenary had quickly adjusted his mentality, and the sword in the stone had been unsheathed and held tightly in his hand.

The two bodies struck at the mercenaries together, and Fern barely swung a sword, cutting them off in a single stroke. While Fern was still glad that the monsters weren't difficult to solve, the stumps that had fallen to the ground were put together again, this time even with the arms of the other body pieced together on the same body, so that one of them had three arms, while the other had only one arm that was half broken.

Fern groaned weakly in his heart, and swung his sword in the stone again to clear the monster in his way. This time, Fern swung several swords in succession, and did not stop until he sliced the two deformed bodies into several pieces. The mercenary gasped and glanced at the stump on the ground, and stepped forward to flee again.

Suddenly, several withered arms grabbed the mercenary's hands and feet, and the force was so great that he could barely take a single step. Fern tried his best to pull out his right hand holding the sword, but his strength was obviously at a disadvantage, and he couldn't break free at all. The mercenary was in a hurry, flipped his wrist and flung the sword around, hoping to cut off the arm that was holding his right hand. But the sword did not meet any resistance and was thrown back into its original position. "What?" Fern turned his head to the right, only to realize that the other end of his arm was not at all body, and the four arms were floating in the air and firmly grasping his limbs.

There were more and more corpses in front of Fern, and new deformed bodies were constantly being pieced together in the pile of corpses, and some of the heads had even been crushed and deformed, but they were still surrounding the mercenaries.

The hope of escape was dwindling, and Fern tried his best to break free, shouting with the last of his strength, but only moved a foot forward.

Several more arms gripped the mercenary's body, one of which was clasped by chain mail and grabbed his throat and slowly began to tighten.

Sharp pain came from his neck, but the pain didn't last long, and after a while, Fern felt his neck begin to become numb, unable to breathe, the body in front of him kept moving, and his consciousness gradually began to blur.

In a trance, the temperature around him suddenly increased a lot, and the originally dark eyes were filled with fiery red light. "Is this?" Fern felt his grip on his neck loosen, cold air flowing into his lungs again, and consciousness began to return.

Another fireball exploded in front of Fern's eyes, and with the sparks splashing around, all the bodies in Fern's way were wiped out by Ness's fireball. Fern raised his hand to block the flying sparks, and kept flapping at the flames that had begun to burn on his body. Behind the flaming body, Ness's long hair and cloak tumbled in the air.

"Fern, are you alright, I saw the danger on the bridge in the back, but I couldn't inform you, so I had to run over to help you immediately!" Ness slapped the flames on the mercenary while keeping an eye on the pile of corpses on the other side.

"It's a shame that you arrived in time, otherwise I would have died. Fern touched his neck, and there was some pain where his fingers had crossed, apparently bruised while struggling.

"What do we do now?" Ness looked at the pile of corpses in the middle of the bridge, still piecing together the deformed limbs. "Here, every time I cast a fireball technique like the one just now, it will consume a lot of mental power, and with my ability, I'm afraid I won't be able to support it for long. ”

"Can you make a way with a column of water?" Fern pointed to the side of the pile of corpses blocking the bridge. "There seemed to be a little less corpse there, and we started from there, and then we tried to rush over. ”

"I'll try. Ness raised her wand and swiped half a circle from the bottom to the top, and with the sound of the incantation, a powerful stream of water rushed up from the Jordan River, and in an instant rose to the highest point of the pier. Ness's raised hands pressed down hard, and the water column rushed violently to the side of the corpse pile, and the few limbs that had just been put together were wiped out in the strong water column. The water column slammed into the pile of corpses, splashing twenty yards high, and Niss did not stop casting, and the continuous column of water continued to pound the corpses. Finally, the water column broke through the obstacle and flew to the other side of the bridge.

Ness stopped casting the spell and staggered to Fern's side, and the mercenary hurriedly supported her. "Good Ness, we'll rush over now, I'll take the lead, you follow me!"

Ness nodded weakly, and Fern lunged towards the gap with a lunge, wielding his sword in the stone to slash off the bodies that tried to stop them. The two of them quickly passed through the pile of corpses, not giving the broken limbs time to reassemble.

Fern was already one step away from the pier on this side of the bridge, and Ness's cry for help sounded behind him, "Fern!"

The mercenary turned around, only to see a body and a floating arm grabbing Nissy's arm from the side, and even the mercenary could not break free from the strength, and it was impossible for Niss to escape. Fern cursed, and immediately ran back and slashed the palm of his body with a sword, lifted the sword up again, cut off all five fingers of his other arm, and then pulled Ness and pushed him behind his back. "Run!

Ness did not hesitate this time, and quickly ran to the end of the bridge, and in a short time she was already safely standing on the land opposite the bridge. "Fern, I'm here!" the mage whispered to Fern.

Fern heard Ness's shout and began to pull back as best he could. However, the constant pressure on his body in front of him prevented him from running to Ness's side quickly, so he had to turn his back to Ness and fight and retreat. Helplessly, his body grew more and more, as if it would never be endless, and Fern gradually began to lose his support, tired of dealing with attacks from all directions in front of him.

Nervous from the shore, Ness used her last mental strength to cast small fireballs to try to help Fern eliminate some enemies, the fireballs accurately hit several heads and arms that crashed into Fern, and under the flames, the mutilated limbs fell to the ground and were gradually consumed by the flames. The Sadowa Bridge was filled with fire for a while, illuminating the surrounding distance.

Just as one arm grabbed Fern again while he was tired of dealing with the attack from the other side, Ness still tried to cast a fireball to help the mercenary resist the attack, but when one syllable of the spell was finished, Ness suddenly felt a pang of weakness in her whole body, her legs went limp, and she fell to her knees, and her magic was interrupted.

Ness's mental power was depleted, and she could no longer cast her magic.

And that arm unsurprisingly grabbed the mercenary's left shoulder, and the huge force grabbed him painfully. Fern raised the sword in his right hand and severed the arm, but it was only this superfluous movement that left a deadly gap in Fern's right and front. The attack of the two bodies directly in front of him was already close at hand, and Fern took a big step back, pulling back his sword to block the attack of one of them, and the sharp blade split the striking head in two, and the shattered head rolled to the ground with the snowflakes covering it. But the attack of the other body was no longer possible for Fern to resist, and the mercenary's mind suddenly went blank, waiting for the next impact.

At the last moment, a bright red flame flew from behind Fern and shot directly into the body in front of Fern, shooting the body back a few steps. When Fern came back to his senses, he saw a flaming arrow plunged into the monster's body, leaving the tail of the arrow outside, and then the whole body fell into the flames and fell to the ground.

Fern escaped, repositioned himself and prepared to meet the next attack, but the rockets behind him did not give him a chance, and one rocket after another shot accurately into the body that wanted to attack, and Fern looked behind him in confusion.

"Run, what are you doing?" came a girl's voice.

Only then did Fern react, and took advantage of this opportunity to quickly run to Ness, helped the mage, and the two ran into the woods not far away.

Behind them, the rockets continued to shoot at the Sadowa Bridge, until Fern and Ness's figures disappeared into the woods. A slender figure extinguished another flaming arrow that had been attached to the bow, and turned and burrowed into the woods with ease.