Wizards of the North

Not long ago, probably not long ago.

For the "Magic Root", the way things measure time has long become meaningless, and day and night are nothing more than the light and shadow turning on the body.

Who can count the changes in light and shadow on the body?

At least Mogen won't, it's not that boring yet. There are too many ways and methods to pass the time. For example, sleeping, in a daze, or going around the nest a few times.

Occasionally, he plunged into the sea of ​​magic power, trying to find the way to come. But it was afraid to lose here again, so it didn't dare to stay in the magic sea for too long.

If you knew that it would end this way, you would not choose to take this step anyway. I originally thought that he could return to his own home at any time, just like going in and out of the magic sea countless times.

It was different this time. Under the irresistible rules, it plunged into the depths of the magical sea. It's like a ripe fruit falling to the solid ground, never returning to the branch.

Even worse than that, at least the fruit can still look up at the treetops once.

Magic is the only reward it gets. However, after obtaining these magical powers and possessing unmatched power, he suddenly discovered that there was no one to show off around him.

After removing the magic, all that was left for him was loneliness.

As a result, it understood its own heart a little bit. The pursuit of magic is only the appearance, and all the desires when being a mortal are the root of everything.

It needs magic power to satisfy its own desires, not pure pursuit of magic power. unfortunately! When it came to understand, it was too late.

It wants to go home, and it wants to be surrounded by the mortal again with this unmatched power.

Curled up on the deserted planet, absorbing the magic bit by bit, his body began to change unconsciously. This kind of change may have started from the moment of falling into the sea of ​​magic, and the subsequent changes are only a continuation of that time.

It's just that Mogen doesn't want to go into these boring questions anymore, it just wants to go home. In the process of absorbing magic power, its body is also getting bigger and bigger. But the magic in the lair seems endless...

A magical disturbance woke it up, what is it? Who is it again?

Who--

It suddenly woke up...

I thought that it would take a long time to travel, but the road really went down but it was not as long as I imagined. This made it suddenly realize that he had changed too much, too much.

hiss--

The sound of warning made it realize that its uninvited guest is very unwelcome. So it stopped and looked at the star field in front of it.

A piece of mist showed a variety of strange and magnificent colors, floating and floating. But when it closed its eyes and tried to get more details through magic, it found that it seemed like a bottomless abyss. The magic power around is being attracted and thrown into it, forming a smoke-like aftermath on the edge of darkness.

Mo Gen was not surprised to discover that he could not pry into the details inside. No matter what, this is an existence close to it, even if it is just a little guy who just broke through the magic sea.

Being alone for too long, Mogen has forgotten how to communicate with others. After hesitating for a while, a message was sent out-anyone?

Huahua answered this question truthfully, no one.

The two magical powers collided in the void, and they started a ridiculous exchange.

Yes, no one.

When Huahua appeared outside the edge of the fog, Morgan lifted a tentacled in front of him and slapped himself. No matter how you look at it, this four-legged little guy can't be regarded as a "human", but can only be attributed to a beast.

Of course, from Huahua's point of view, the creature in front of him is even more weird. This is the largest mass of flesh Huahua has ever seen in her life, with a row of eyes extending from the position of the head to the sides of her body. Compared to the huge body, the tentacles appeared a little sparse, one in the east and one in the west appeared everywhere.

So Huahua started to wander, trying to connect the ugly monster in front of her with people. But I felt nauseated, and couldn't help but choke with nausea.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Nauseous, you make me feel sick."

The void vibrated slightly, and Mogen looked down at Huahua for a long time, and finally had to admit that even with its aesthetics, the little beast in front of him was absolutely exquisite.

"Magic power is beautiful." Mogen argued in the voice of someone who came over, "So we who conform to magic power can better understand the true meaning of beauty."

As he said, Morgan shook his body slightly, and a magical force swept out towards Huahua. It's a pity that the little beast in front of me is like a phantom, letting magic pass by.

Seeing the magical power disappearing behind the little beast, he emphasized again as if looking for a step: "Magic power is beautiful."

A burst of crisp laughter caused by the same magical power suddenly sounded around.

"Magic power is beautiful, but you can't represent magic power. You-just an ugly monster derived from magic power."

Lando and Lan Jia couldn't help but jumped out and began to cheer for Huahua.

Looking at Lando and Lan Jia who suddenly jumped out, Mogen was stunned. Where did these two little things jump out? Illusion created by magic? Or is the little beast in front of me a phantom?

Mogen's mind was confused for a moment, and he figured out many things.

The little beast in front of him is still carrying a partner, so does the mist behind it hide the road to its hometown?

Or, there is more than just a road.

As if to prove its guess, creatures appeared one after another on the edge of the fog, looking at it curiously.

Mogen asked eagerly: "Who are they?"

Huahua scratched his chin, "Family."

"Where do they come from?"

Huahua raised her head, showing innocent eyes looking at her idiot, "Of course I took it from home."

"Home", a long-silent emotion made Mogen's heart sore.

"You know the way to the outside world, don't you?"

Huahua didn't admit it, but didn't deny it either, just squinted her eyes.

"Do you know here?"

Mogen hopefully drew a star map, but in exchange for a big yawn: "I don't know."

The Demon Root, who hoped to be shattered, didn't believe this answer with an obvious perfunctory attitude. Unfortunately, after watching the excitement, a group of creatures in front of them retreated to the depths of the mist and disappeared into sight.

...

Can't eat it temporarily, this is the conclusion that Huahua came back to.

"You are two people." Lando and Lan Jia were a little discouraged. "Right, Bran?"

"Outside, following behind the monster, trying to find its lair." Huahua grinded her claws symbolically, "Bran doesn't want to fight with people at the door of the house, the gain is not worth the loss."

...

However, the monster that Bran secretly monitored, Mogen, had no plans to leave. It is slowly circling around the fog, no matter whether it can find a way home, there is a way to the bustling world...