Wizards of the North

As the chasing Mozu gradually revealed his back, his ribs gradually emerged. They went from being a whole body to a mass of loose sand again.

But the insect swarm still occupies the advantage in number, and it has become a big net again. As the demons charged and pursued, this net completely engulfed them.

The Insect Swarm does not understand the Demon's army, and the Demon's army also does not understand the Insect Swarm. As long as the insect king is still there, the insect swarm will maintain a certain order. Insect swarms are creatures dominated by collective will. Individual losses may cause local chaos, but it is difficult to expand local chaos to the overall situation.

They carried out an efficient counterattack based on past experience, and they regarded local chaos as a large-scale defeat. They tried to disperse the assembled insect swarm, divided into several teams and rushed towards the densest places.

As they wished, the swarm dispersed, completely dispersed. And their pursuit also dispersed, and then they gradually lost their target.

In the night, the sound of insects reappeared, and many people realized that their team was a little weak and the distance between them and their partners was a little far away. The chasing shouts were gradually replaced by uneasy heavy breaths.

The night color provides the best cover for the insect swarms, because they don't need to look, just lurking in the grass and relying on the vibration of the ground to find the best time.

People tried to move closer to their nearby companions, but wherever they could look under the night sky, they became a permanent moat for many people. The moonlight tonight is beautiful and bright. This is the luck of the demons. The frivolous clouds that appear from time to time are their misfortune.

In the alternation of light and darkness, life and death are repeated, and the feet gradually become muddy. At this moment, the cowardice in all creatures has disappeared, and any hesitation or vacillation will only fall into eternal darkness. Countless years accumulated in the blood, which belonged to the nature of predators, turned into the most primitive killing instinct and broke out.

The stalking of the Insect Swarm made the Demon Race into a desperate situation and into madness; the crazy Demon Race in turn caused more damage to the Insect Swarm. The two sides are like a monster that is connected end to end, entangled and swallowed each other, and can no longer be separated.

White clouds floated in the sky, and grass shadows scattered under the moonlight. The mood of extreme despair gradually enveloped here, and the desperate fight became more dangerous in despair.

The sound of insects gradually faded, but it became more stern...

...

Under the moonlight of Beidi City, Shajia stood in front of the three dirt bags behind the house. Everyone finally got together, although Kerr's grave was only buried with a single sword from his lifetime.

The heavy footsteps moved from far to near, and stopped nearby. She knows who it is. There is only one person who has such a heavy footstep in the city. Is it here to catch herself? She walked around from the back of the room and walked slowly towards the towering figure outside the courtyard, with a hint of relief.

She put it down anyway, she thanked them, thanked them for giving herself time to deal with it all. She knew that what she had done could not be hidden from the owner here, and she did not want to hide it.

The full moon hung on his top, the crown of the tree formed a shadowy place under him, but the dull painted face on the tree seemed to flow all the time, and the emerald color in the cat's eyes was shining, smart, weird, and frightening.

Looking up at the ancient tree, Shajia whispered: "I am ready."

"So let's start?" The voice rang in her mind.

Sajia was at a loss, "What started?"

"Story, your story?" The ancient tree stretched out a vine and clicked towards the back of the house, forming a hideous snake shadow on the ground.

There is a bit of bitterness on Sajia's face, is that it? He just wants to hear stories. Our life and death are ultimately just a story, a story to satisfy curiosity.

She sniffed, "Do you really want to hear it?"

In the silence of the ancient tree, she began to speak softly: "My father is a knight, a respected knight..."

...

Irene and Zoya were sitting back to back in the courtyard. The sound of the ancient tree walking out of the mansion gate awakened them, and the worried little sisters got up from the bed in unison.

The courtyard is so beautiful, with the fragrance of flowers, the singing of insects, and occasionally one or two chicks babbling in the grass. It's always quiet and peaceful here, as long as the three monsters don't make trouble.

Now that they are all out, it looks more peaceful here.

But Jingyi's only surface. After Bran and Huahua left, everyone was panicked, except for the old tree, except for Dany. This can be seen from the performance of the people in the city. People's smiles lack a trace of calmness and a trace of confidence.

Everyone in the mansion knows that Bran and Huahua are one. Although they have never seen Huahua make a move, they can guess a lot by looking at the attitudes of those people from the North.

Several times before Bran at least left flowers, but this time?

They can't think of who else in this world? What else can hurt Bran. Even if Bran said he was not Lily's opponent, the people in the mansion were only half-believing because he answered so easily.

Bran was the first great wizard in the Northland, and Lily was only a latecomer. They still remember the whispers that made the entire Northland City tremble. How could such a person have an opponent?

After Bran left, Dany arranged everything calmly, calmly and confidently. When Bran or Huahua are still there, maybe they can't feel anything. But now, they understand why Dany can stand by Bran's side, while others can't.

The two suddenly discovered that their biggest opponent was not each other, but the one they had always admired and ignored. This is a competition that has ended before it has started. They are already family members, maybe they haven't realized it yet, but as they grow up, as certain things are on the agenda, Bran will realize it sooner or later. What should they do then?

This made the two people who were originally repulsive, starting to approach and cuddling with each other these few days, trying to find a trace of comfort in the same illness.

Under the moonlight, the two young girls were sitting quietly, unbelievably beautiful.

...

Lily sat facing the moon disc, and the little wizards did the same. A black cat suddenly appeared in front of Lily and awakened her. The full moon in the sky seemed to have turned into the black cat's vertical pupils, and the moonlight turned into a dark shadow.

"Huahua!" With astonishment and surprise, Lily yelled out, and then punched him on the head hard. The unexpected hand was empty, and Hua Hua disappeared.

The little wizards were also awakened and opened their eyes.

Bran came, and she didn't even perceive it in advance. Is this a test? In this world, she didn't notice Bran's existence.

Bran does not belong to this world, he is always just a foreign object. She used to think so, and she still thinks so. As long as Bran is still constructing his own world, he will always be a foreign object. No matter how he hides, no matter how cleverly he hides.

Lily slowly closed her eyes, she is the darling of this world, and the world is her picture scroll. She may not know what is hidden in the dark, but she will definitely know what is hidden in the dark.

Bran stood on the wall and merged with the night. He smiled and looked down. The little girl who pestered him to tell stories when she was young has now become a heroic girl.

The aura unfolded from the girl, as if the world belonged to her. And he was being squeezed out a little bit, and the night was shaking around him, as if he wanted to shake him out.

The black mist rose from the ground, hollowed out the world, wrapped Lily, and wrapped the little wizards. In my world, how do you find me?

However, before he was proud, Bran felt like he had swallowed a sun. And this kind of behavior seemed to anger the world, and accompanied by a silent roar, a mighty force tore his world apart and tightly protected Lily.

In his dizziness, he felt that someone had fallen to his side, and a girl's excited voice came, "I caught you!"