It was as if the dream that was unfolding in front of her suddenly turned into illusory bubbles. All the scenes that appeared in front of Xue Ling Huan Bing also disappeared in an instant with the touch of her hand. The blue sky, white clouds and the hot sky had already appeared. At this time, the ordinary world suddenly faded away into the distance like a tide, returning the white clouds that were originally here back to her. The gaze did not show any surprise due to the performance of this scene. Xueling Huanbing, who was standing there, slowly took back the white palms that were originally picking up bricks and tiles, and wrapped them around those bricks. At this time, the real illusion also turned into similarly rising threads, floating little by little in front of her like evaporating water vapor: "So that's it."
"The reappearance of the illusion."
She raised her other hand, looked at the exquisite shovel in her hand that had not disappeared with these illusions, and whispered: "But if you look carefully, both the whole thing and the thing in your hand are very suitable for you." It’s style.”
"Are you lost in such a world again?"
She raised her hands and looked up at the surroundings, which had turned back to a hazy white world due to the lingering clouds and mist. The dead-like atmosphere also occupied every corner of this white mist world as all the sounds gradually subsided, but It no longer brought any weird pressure to Xue Ling Huan Bing's heart: "He is really a guy who likes to entertain himself... Haha."
"Although I don't know what your purpose is, you can't wait for me to save you."
She pouted her lips, but a smile gradually emerged from the corner of her eyes: "If it is really your turn that you need me to help you, I really have to reconsider becoming an apprentice."
"You are too inferior."
Ruoyouruowu's sighs spread around this white void world with the appearance of her words. Accompanied by this, the figure of the woman with similarly pale hair disappeared into the clouds and mist again. No longer confused, her swimming movements became faster and faster, and the hand holding the wall-building tool was raised high above her head like a signal. The still unchanged white mist also filled the woman's left and right as she moved forward. The seemingly unchanged scene became more and more turbulent with the tools raised in her hands, and it became obvious. The airflow then wandered aimlessly for a period of time and once again surrounded the Snow Spirit Huanbing, slowly blowing away the unchanging fog in her eyes: "...So it's like this, like this, and like this - Huh?"
"Didn't I prevent people from coming in and disturbing me? How did you get in?"
As if the day suddenly turned into night, the walls of the room representing the workshop suddenly shrouded in front of Xue Ling Huan Bing with dim light. A man who was busy among these stone walls then turned around. He turned on the candle in front of him, and at the same time turned his eyes in the direction of Xueling Huanbing with his glasses: "Get out, otherwise, my anger will not be easy - huh?"
"It's you, Ling."
He tapped the edges of his round eyes with his fingers. Surrounded by candlelight and countless scrolls, the man dressed as a magician buried his sight again: "Why, why don't you go to bed so late? What else? Is there any magical problem that you can’t figure out?”
"...What are you busy with?" Xue Ling Huan Bing, who did not answer the other party's question and brushed her hair, asked indifferently: "It's so late, don't you need to rest?"
"Of course I don't need it." Without paying any attention to Xueling Huanbing's intention, the magician in the center of the stone chamber lowered his head again: "Before the storm comes, I must complete all my work. If it is the defense on the bridge, If the magic is not arranged properly, the efforts of tens of thousands of people in several countries will be wiped out in an instant."
"Protective magic?" Taking two steps forward calmly, Xue Ling Huan Bing's indifferent face showed a look of confusion: "Are you referring to the protective magic of the Bridge of Miracles? Those magics Do you need to handle the design of the array and magic circuit?"
"Of course it's not as simple as protective magic. I need to connect the energy supply of the entire magic circuit to both sides of the continent to ensure that before the storm arrives... well."
An even more strange light bloomed in the eyes hidden behind the glasses. The magician whose words suddenly stopped in place looked up at Xue Ling Huan Bing's face: "As my magic apprentice, weren't you also involved in some of the drawings? And the design of the scroll? How could you ask such a question?"
"...I was a little confused from sleeping just now, so my head is a little unclear."
Shaking his head, Xue Ling Huan Bing, who came closer, casually dismissed the topic: "How long will it take to complete this work?"
"I will do it as soon as possible, and you don't have to worry about it." He waved his hand, and the magician's gaze that glanced at Xue Ling Huan Bing returned to his table again: "Perhaps you think you can complete this task on my behalf. Work? Complete this seemingly impossible task for me?"
"Although my magic level is completely inferior to yours, at least I still know some knowledge." Lowering his head and looking at the bridge design drawing spread out on the table in front of him, Xueling Huanbing slowly pointed out his fingers. : "If you can't solve the energy loss caused by the long path, it will be impossible to activate the protective magic of the entire bridge."
"You can design a transfer station in the middle, a place that can carry and transfer magical energy." A strange look flashed in her eyes, and she looked at the magician who looked like Duan Qing who was approaching: "As for the name... let's just call it Haven."
Buzz!
The same phantom storm as before once again covered the front of Xue Ling Huan Bing, separating the line of sight she was looking at with "Duan Qing" into black and white. She hurriedly stepped back and then focused her gaze again. Falling into the depths of the white clouds that returned to nothingness, he seemed to be trying to find any distinguishable clues: "Damn it, it seems that I can't easily touch the things in my memories next time, or maybe it's because ——”
Her words froze in mid-air, accompanied by the woman's gaze on her hand. The delicate shovel tool that should have been in her hand now turned into an image that looked extremely old. The sheepskin scroll floated slowly with the faint breath blowing around the white mist: "Is this... a design?"
The dead atmosphere could no longer affect her mind. She hurriedly opened the parchment roll in her hand, and the complex design lines and footnotes written in various unintelligible words appeared in front of her as the roll unfolded. In front of him, the excitement that the white-haired woman had originally mentioned was instantly extinguished: "Huh, it doesn't seem like there are any usable clues."
"It seems we can only continue to try our luck."
She raised her head, and her eyes calmed down again as her turbulent mood was reorganized. The ocean of white clouds and mist continued to pass by the woman as she started to move forward again, and the originally calm mist also disappeared. As she raised the parchment scroll, she became more and more restless: "Wind, wind, wind——"
"The storm is coming!"
The calm air was replaced by a sudden storm that spread across the entire space. The dark sky and the violent storms that spread under the sky also covered the large wilderness that emerged in front of the Snow Spirit Fantasy Ice. Countless people screamed in shock. Scenes of people calling for help then kept running back and forth in front of and behind the bridges that were about to be repaired. Figures who had abandoned their work at hand also hid behind the defenses that had been repaired around these broken bridges: "Quick! Hide quickly! Don't do it!" Don’t worry about anything else!”
"But if these magic circuits cannot be connected, this, this bridge will -"
"The Ministry of Magic will be responsible for handling the next matter! They are the main force defending the bridge! They will be responsible for defending the unbuilt parts! At most, it will only affect the life of the bridge!"
"Not to mention our descendants, even our descendants a thousand years from now will be enough for them! We only have one life!"
Boom!
Amidst the rumbling and shocking sound, it was like a flood falling from the sky suddenly hit the edge of the bridge where Xueling Huanbing was at this time from the dark sky. The wooden beams and stone pillars engraved with various magic runes and lines appeared at this time. The terrifying magic fluctuations seemed to be dwarfed by the power of nature. The vibrations caused by the huge impact then spread in the east and west directions along the entire bridge with no end in sight. The screams that came one after another were completely covered by the huge waves in the storm, and the water spray that hit her face then rose to a height of more than ten meters in front of Xue Ling Huan Bing. The confusion in her eyes faded, and she hurriedly acted like the others. Everyone hid behind the nearest fortification, and together with other people hiding here, watched the huge wave gradually run towards the end of the wilderness on the other side of the bridge: "What, what is going on? "
"This is the disaster mentioned in the prophecy." She trembled and picked up a long gun. One of the people standing next to her, dressed as a sergeant, also put away the commanding voice just now: " The sky will flood half of the continent, splitting Roslia and Lemuria into two... Damn it, I thought it was just the same continuous rainy weather as before, but I didn't expect it to be a precursor to this disaster."
"Is this why the bridge became what it is now?" The answer was Xue Ling Huan Bing's chin, frowning in deep thought: "No wonder the current bridge is so badly damaged, it turned out that it was damaged when it was built. It has left behind sequelae…”
"What nonsense are you talking about? Our bridge will definitely withstand the impact of this disaster!" I don't know if it was because he didn't hear Xue Ling Huan Bing's words clearly, but the sergeant then stood up and said righteously: "Rand people His handiwork is the dignity of Rand people! Even God cannot destroy it easily! What’s more, there are people from the Ministry of Magic behind us——"
"I don't look down on your outrageous action. I just suddenly thought of some suggestions." Staring at the scene of countless people still trying to resist the huge waves in front of them, Xueling Huanbing unconsciously He whispered: "Anyway, you don't intend to completely defeat this natural disaster in the end, you just want to leave a way to survive."
"In that case, you don't have to contend with this natural disaster head-on." She pointed at her feet, and at the same time pointed in the direction of the flood behind her: "As long as this bridge can be saved, Isn’t it enough to just let the flood pass under your feet?”
"Yes, that's right! That's why people from the Ministry of Magic designed so many floating magic circles!" A light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and the sergeant who reached out and took off his helmet showed a look of realization: "They have already prepared it. Get ready for half the continent to be submerged! We also moved so many residents along the way to other places!"
"The bridge we are on will gradually rise as the water surface rises, and eventually become a floating bridge connecting the two sides of the mainland." Nodding his head, Xue Ling Huan Bing looked at the figure that looked exactly like Duan with a look of agreement. Qing's sergeant's face: "As for the final consequences of this natural disaster on the Free Continent——"
"Let God decide for himself."
The deafening waves, noisy shouts, and the scene of being gradually swallowed up by the flood then disappeared together with the soldier's smiling face in front of the Snow Spirit Fantasy Ice, melting into the white light-filled space like melting ice and snow. The expression of the white-haired woman who was already very familiar with this phenomenon did not change at all. Her limbs, which were still standing quietly in place, gradually drooped into the white mist as the bridge beneath her feet melted. She frowned and thought. After a while, she took a deep breath and slowly opened her closed eyes: "Memories of bridge building in different stages, different roles and people..."
"Do you plan to recreate the entire Miracle Bridge in this space?"
She said to herself, while holding the weapon that transformed into a wooden spear in her hand, she stood up again forward. The height difference caused by the huge tower was then presented in front of her in the brightly lit scene. , accompanied by a man with gorgeous clothes and noble temperament standing in front of the tower with his hands behind his back, looking down at the back of the tower through the glass: "...What's wrong, dear? It's so late - Well."
"Why are you holding a weapon?"
The neatly combed hair reflected a dazzling light when the man turned around, and at the same time, the man's slightly majestic expression became more obvious. However, in the eyes of Xue Ling Huan Bing at this time, this man's face looked like a Duan. No matter how majestic Qing's face is, it can't put any real pressure on her: "You're still dressing up like an adventurer... Wait a minute, are you injured?"
"I practiced my spear skills, it's okay." He casually patted his scarred body, walked forward and glanced around the room: "What are you doing here?"
"Of course it's for the treaty with the Nords." He sighed deeply, and after hesitating for a moment, the man in fine clothes finally chose to speak in a low voice: "After all, if it's not handled well-"
"The bridge we are almost building with great effort may be destroyed soon."
