On the fourteenth day after the exiles entered the browned hills, they were again attacked by the winds that pierced the mountains. This storm seems to be beyond human control, as the scale is far beyond ordinary people's imagination.

In the afternoon, the scorching sun hanging high in the sky unconsciously covered a layer of shadow, and a damp smell came from the dry air out of nowhere. The tired refugees were lifted in their spirits and quickened their pace.

Blackbeard, who was blindfolded and stuffed behind the carriage by the five flowers, suddenly licked his lips, his face suddenly changed drastically, he raised his body and turned back and shouted: "Everyone stop!

His movements were so great that little Langa, who was lying on his head, subconsciously raised his tail, but was stopped by El at the last moment.

"What are you yelling about?" El asked angrily as he rushed over with an axe and a cold face.

"Black Sandstorm! This is a sign of a Black Sandstorm! Gather your team or everyone will die!" Blackbeard cried out angrily as he snapped the ropes that bound him and took off his blindfold.

El gave Blackbeard a deep look to make sure his expression didn't seem fake, and without saying a word, he took out an arrow from behind his back and shot it into the air. From the moment the temperature dropped, his wild instincts vaguely sensed that something was not right, as if he was locked by a powerful beast, but could not find the source of the danger. It was only after Blackbeard said this that he was able to confirm that it was a threat from nature.

The specially crafted arrows whistled sharply in the sky, the highest level of warning signal agreed in advance. The procession of exiles, which was thousands of kilometers long, slowly stopped at the sound of this alarm.

"How long do we have left?" El didn't ask Blackbeard what exactly he was talking about the Black Sandstorm, which didn't sound like a good thing anyway.

"Thirty minutes, or less, and by the time you can smell this moisture, you should be able to see it soon. Blackbeard spread out his hand, and said with a sincere smile on his face: "Don't worry, I won't run, when there is a black sandstorm, whoever runs will die." ”

El glared at him fiercely, mentally signaling little Langa before turning and getting on his horse and charging towards the front of the group.

"Palanti, get up and get to work!Timmy!The cavalry disperses, tell everyone at the head and tail of the group, stop advancing! Ahmed! Renard! Allet! All the officers disperse with their troops, and organize the refugees to move closer to the center!"

At the sound of his hoarse shouts, the cavalry units gathered around him immediately went into action, but most of the refugees did not know what was happening, and stood in a daze, not knowing what to do. (For the latest chapter reading, please visit)

Hearing El's shout, Palanti, who was lying in the carriage, got up and tore off the bandages on his face and was about to rush out. Lolana raised her hand to block her way, and said with an unhappy face, "Your injuries are not completely healed......

"Something must have happened, otherwise the adults wouldn't have called my name!" said Palanti eagerly.

"Take this. Lolana thought for a moment, took out a trumpet-shaped alchemy item from her sleeve, stuffed it into Palanti's arms, and said, "You can use it by pressing the red switch, you can amplify the sound, I think El must need it now." ”

At the same time, a sparkling bird also flew from the front of the group, stopped in front of El and opened its mouth to hear Tiana's voice: "What happened?"

"Gather your team and go back to the ravine you just crossed. El said in a deep voice: "A terrible storm is coming, we only have less than half an hour, this is what Blackbeard said!"

With the tacit understanding between the two people, there was no need for more explanation, and the glowing bird spread out in the air, and then a pillar of light rose in front of the team that pierced the heavens and the earth, which was Tiana's unique banner.

El rode up the hill and looked around, and immediately understood the meaning of Blackbeard's words. On the horizon where the eastern sky meets the earth, a dark curtain has risen that cannot be seen from the beginning to the end, swallowing the bright sky at a speed visible to the naked eye. It felt like a dark canopy driven by an army of the undead in the Istaron War.

Compared to the dead silence of the dark sky, the darkness in front of us was full of violent oppression, and with El's excellent eyesight, it was already clear its essence - it was an innumerable rolling sand and stones, driven by the fierce wind, seemingly slow but in fact rapidly devouring the land.

The ranks of exiles are too large and bloated to be able to gather them all in half an hour. And the temporarily selected sheltered canyon is also difficult to accommodate thousands of people and convoys at the same time. The rolling black sandstorm was even more rapid than expected, and the abnormal flow of wind direction could already be felt after ten minutes.

Travelers who enter the brownland hills for the first time do not feel anything unusual in the wind. Their view is obscured by the rolling hills, and they cannot see the deadly threat sweeping over the horizon. By the time they realized something was wrong, it was too late to escape.

Although Blackbeard said he had thirty minutes to prepare, after only ten minutes, the wind through the canyon had become wild and tyrannical. The bright sky darkened almost instantly, and the overwhelming wind and sand blocked out the sunlight, as if it had entered dusk.

The whistling sand and rocks make people unable to open their eyes, and they can't even tell the direction. Only a pillar of light that pierced through the heavens and the earth, moving forward as firmly as a flag, guiding the refugees in the darkness. It took Tiana a full twenty minutes to bring the group of exiles back into the canyon.

"Hide the child in the innermost! Everyone is close together, holding hands and not letting go!"

Although Tiana's face was pale and covered in cold sweat from the magic consumption of maintaining the pillar of light for a long time, she still clung to her hot staff and gave orders in an orderly manner.

"Can you hold on? No, just take a break!" El couldn't help but see her tiredness.

"No, the team was blown apart just now, and there are still people who haven't followed, so they must be allowed to see this beacon!" Tiana wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and shook her head in refusal.

"I'll take someone to find them!" said El.

"Don't go out, you don't know where they are!" Tiana exclaimed.

By this time it was completely dark, and the howling of the wind and sand drowned out all the sounds. A carriage loaded with miscellaneous items next to it was skewed by a gust of bad wind because of its lack of weight. The ropes tied to the carriage suddenly broke, and bits and pieces of debris suddenly flew all over the sky. An iron jug skimmed over Tiana's side and smashed right on the back of her head. The girl screamed, her body lost her balance, and she was pushed forward involuntarily by the wind.

With the petite body of a girl, once she loses the protection of magic, she is afraid that she will be swept away directly by the wind. El's eyes were quick, and he grabbed her in his arms and threw her to the ground.

The real black sandstorm has arrived, and the endless wind and sand have flooded everything in the world, and at this time, Tiana's beacon has naturally lost its effect. El leaned his back against the others, covering himself and the maiden with his cloak. In the dark, two people face to face, and each could clearly feel each other's breathing.

El took a careful breath, his nose full of the girl's body fragrance mixed with the smell of tea, a smell he hadn't smelled for a long time, but the impression was still clear. Since leaving Isttalen, he and Tiana have had more opportunities to see each other, but they are basically on official business. The opportunity for two people to stay together quietly like this is almost never happening again.

Although Tiana has always presented a mysterious and powerful image to outsiders, El knows that it is a deliberate illusion she has created in order to give the refugees who are pinning their hopes on her a subconscious confidence. And in fact, only he knows how weak the girl's body is.

When he carried Tiana over the mountains, he knew that Tiana's weight was very light, even thinner than Tika. During the days when Isttalon was a guest on the lord's seat, the girl's complexion regained somewhat, but after that she quickly lost weight again.

Feeling the body of the girl in her arms tremble slightly, El realized that she was crying silently. From the time they first met, he had never seen Tiana cry. Maybe the girl didn't want others to see her weak side, even if she was crying in El's arms, she bit her lip and refused to make a sound.

But with the inexplicable tacit understanding between the two of them, El could easily detect the sadness in her heart.

"I saw the people being blown away by the wind, but they didn't stop. They...... You're going to hate me. Tiana whispered in El's ear.

"You've done a good job, Tiana. El stroked her long hair and comforted, "I know, you've done your best." ”

"Just try your best...... If I had worked harder, I would have saved more people. Tiana sniffed, and there was a little cry in her voice: "They believe me and follow me to escape from Isttalen, not to die in such a hellish place......"

"Don't be cranky, no one wants to die here, it's not your fault if something happens. El lowered his head, kissed the girl lightly on the face through the veil, put her cold hands in his arms, and said seriously: "You are not alone, Tiana, I am with you." ”

The girl didn't respond, but her body slowly relaxed, leaning on El's arm and closing her eyes. (Go read OM) (Jiangsu.com)