For the past few days, they had spent almost every night living inside the mages' protective barrier. There was no wind inside it, and it was very warm.
But why had it suddenly stopped working? Snowflakes were actually drifting down through the air. No wonder Uchiha Madara felt the temperature around them growing colder and colder.
"What's going on, my esteemed mages?" Kenping Yuelai loudly asked the mages in the group. "Why are snowflakes falling now? Did something happen?"
Still, Kenping Yuelai felt that it had not been easy for these mages to follow him all the way here. After all, their physical condition was only slightly better than that of ordinary people.
But unlike ordinary people, these mages had never endured such hardship or traveled such a long distance.
"This isn't our doing. The magic array hasn't weakened in any way," a mage answered Kenping Yuelai.
After hearing the mage's words, Kenping Yuelai turned to look at Uchiha Madara.
Uchiha Madara nodded and said to Kenping Yuelai with a smile, "Perhaps we're thinking the same thing."
"Everyone, stay sharp!" Kenping Yuelai called out to everyone. "Your bonuses are almost here."
Upon hearing Kenping Yuelai's words, everyone immediately rallied their spirits, because they knew that success or failure would be decided in this one stroke.
If they could return alive, they would enjoy wealth and glory for the rest of their lives. But if they died here, they would vanish into nothingness and have nothing at all.
Uchiha Madara felt the surrounding temperature becoming colder and colder. The magic barrier had lost all effect, and the snow falling from the sky was growing heavier and heavier.
"The magic barrier is no longer doing much. Can we take it down now? Besides, it keeps consuming our magic power," an old mage