Being Blind For Five Years, All My Disciples Became Forbidden Curse Mages

Further ahead, the road began to become difficult. The air became colder and colder, and shattered ice appeared on the flat road.

The road was frozen?

Fang Ping looked at the ice shards on the ground. They should have been run over by the carriage in front.

The higher the altitude, the lower the temperature. There would only be more and more ice slag ahead.

After crossing another mountain, the ice on the road became even more obvious and thicker. There were wheel marks, horse hooves, and shoe marks on it.

Fang Ping also put on anti-slip straw sandals. This was his first time walking on such an icy road. Stepping on transparent ice was a novelty to him.

However, his speed had clearly slowed down. He had to walk more carefully to avoid falling.

Actually, if they really walked like this, their speed would be slow, but they would be even more tired than usual.

In the evening, the carriage that fetched water stopped by the roadside in advance, waiting for the arrival of the Elite Team.

The wheels of the carriage were wrapped in thick rope, but he still used two long sticks to push the back of the carriage to prevent it from rolling backward on the hill.

It was Fang Ping's first time seeing this horse eat.

The road was covered in a layer of ice, so there was naturally no grass. There was only some dry grass stuck to the ground. It looked like it could not be eaten.

Not letting the horse eat grass, and wanting the horse to run?

It could really run.

The uncle in the carriage walked out wrapped in thick clothes and was feeding the horse. Fang Ping was about to pack a bag of hot water to warm his body when he took a look.

He did not have anything like soybeans or grass in his hand. It was actually an energy fragment.

The horse lowered its head and ate all the energy fragments in his hand. The hard energy fragments were bitten, creating a crunching sound.

How many tens of thousands of copper coins did this mouthful cost? This horse was a permanent energy creature. Although it did not eat grass, it was also not cheap to raise.

Fang Ping sighed. The yellow melon pancakes he had eaten were only cost a few copper coins a piece. He, a human, was not as valuable as the horses.

He filled a bag of hot water. This thing was really a model of black technology. It produced water out of thin air and could be adjusted to be hot or cold. He did not have to worry about running out of water to drink, nor did he have to worry about cooking it at a high altitude. It was really useful.

Qing Niao followed behind Fang Ping to fetch water. He sighed. "It's really cold here. There's not a single wild vegetable in sight."

"Not bad though. You've earned quite a lot recently, right?" Fang Ping replied.

"But it's still not enough to pay you back. This place is also strange." looked around. "There are so many mountains. There are no trees, no grass. It feels barren."

"It's made by Fire Dragon City."

Suddenly, he heard a voice. It was the black-robed Chen Long.

Chen Long also came over to fetch water. He continued, "This section is a hilly mountain path. This place is not peaceful."

Fang Ping and Qing Niao were now by the carriage, waiting for Chen Long to fill the water.

"Qing Niao, I remember that you're also Collie's roommate, right?"

"Yes." nodded.

Chen Long smiled. "I'm going to mock Collie the next time we meet. Out of the four people in the dormitory, three of them have entered the Elite Team. Only he can't enter."

Chen Long continued, "This section of the road is surrounded by mountains. In the past, there were many Trolls and Gnomes living here. The forest, gullies, caves, and terrain were complicated. In the beginning, the Gnomes and Trolls were not very powerful and did not affect the passage, so they did not care.

Later on, the Trolls and Gnomes became more powerful. In order to prevent anything from happening, Fire Dragon City simply burned all the trees nearby.

I happened to encounter it once back then. The flames all over the mountain were very spectacular. They burned for many days without extinguishing.

Now that the trees here are gone, the field of vision is broader. However, our home was destroyed and we came here to take revenge. There are even more Trolls and Gnomes attacking."

Chen Long spread his hands. "I guess this road won't be peaceful. We still have to fight tonight. Be prepared."

Fang Ping replied, "Yes, okay."

Chen Long's words were still credible. In that case, he should sleep early tonight. Who knew when something would happen and he would not be able to sleep.

Usually, he slept on the main road of the fortress. It was relatively flat, but not today. Fang Ping did not want to sleep on the ice, he flatten a grass patch and spread his sleeping bag on the grass.

Tonight was colder than usual. Not only was there no bonfire, but there was also very little hay to keep the fire going. The temperature was low, and the wind was not light.

Because of Chen Long's words, Fang Ping crawled into the sleeping bag without taking off his protective gear. Although it was a little uncomfortable, it saved him the trouble of wearing it later.

Moreover, Fang Ping realized that the Elemental Set itself was made of leather. It was not thick and could not keep him warm.

However, wearing an Elemental Set was far warmer than wearing a large cotton jacket. This was a little unbelievable.

Was it because of the characteristic of Magic Shield 1 provided by the Elemental Set?

It was also very simple to experiment. If one took off a part of the body and it was not a complete set, the characteristic would disappear.

Fang Ping was about to take off his helmet, but it was very cold, so he stopped.

It seemed that it was really the characteristic effect.

Was it because the cold was a magic damage? Or was it elemental damage? That was why it was reduced by the magic shield.

Fang Ping was only Magic Shield One. If he had a higher-level Magic Shield, would he not be afraid of the cold and walk in the snow?

Similarly, wouldn't that mean that he wasn't afraid of the heat? When the Magic Shield level was higher, he could still play with lava and swim. It was a little exciting to think about it.

He slowly drifted to sleep and did not think too much.

It was just that sleeping with a helmet on was indeed uncomfortable. Fang Ping got up again and prepared to take out a piece of clothing from the backpack beside him to sleep in the helmet.

Just as he sat up and was about to look for clothes, Fang Ping recalled what Chen Long had said. He casually used his special characteristic into the dark distance.

"Failure granted. Target: Troll Berserker. Not the target."

Sigh.

Fang Ping sighed. It seemed like he had no more sleep.

"Enemy attack! The Trolls are here. Everyone, pack your things and put on your weapons and armor. Be prepared."

Fang Ping shouted. As he put away the sleeping bag, he continued to use Special Ability Enhancement to estimate the number of incoming Trolls.

He looked around from the corner of his eye and realized that most people did not react.

"What are you guys doing? Get ready quickly? Enemy attack!" Fang Ping shouted again.

Someone said, "Who are you? What right do you have to order us around?"

It was only then that Fang Ping realized that it was usually Elsa who would say it and Fang Ping who would command it. The others would only listen to Fang Ping's orders. This time, there was no reaction.

They were really listening to Elsa, not him.

It seemed that he had not received the approval of the others.

However, now was not the time to think about this. Fang Ping did a rough reconnaissance. There would definitely be a lot of Trolls.

"Elsa…" Fang Ping was about to call Elsa when he heard her voice.

"Everyone, pack up and form up. Prepare to head to the Lord's Guards campsite."

It was still early and most people had not slept. They packed up very quickly. After a while, the queue was ready.

Elsa stood in front of the team and looked at the dark mountains around her. There was no moon tonight, so her field of vision was very narrow. She asked Fang Ping, "Fang Ping, how many Trolls are there?"