Wizards of the North

Bran doesn't think his judgment is wrong, but thinks that danger is already lurking nearby. He and Huahua are good at hiding shapes, and naturally know how easy it is to hide. The hard part is finding it.

To prove that he was right, he began to look for clues. Now, Bran is increasingly hoping that someone can come back as soon as possible to relieve his pressure.

...

Lily in the sea of ​​magic slowly spread her wings, and under her feet countless tributaries composed of various brilliance flowed like streamers, gradually sinking into the distant darkness. For the first time, she saw such a clear boundary between light and darkness in the sea of ​​magic.

The mountain-like debris loomed under the stream of light, like a huge cemetery. That was the final sigh left by creatures who stepped into this space but couldn't transform in the endless years.

The scene before him is not chaotic and gloomy as Bran said. On the contrary, here is clear and clear, just like her.

Now, she can clearly perceive her own star, but she is not eager to enter. She is not Bran, she seems calm, but always eager to see the answer. Because many answers can already be drawn from Bran’s experience, she has more time to perfect and enjoy the whole process.

Even, it is embarking on another path.

When Bran attracted more and more magic power, the surface of his body became more and more mottled, but the core of his body was always pure. She is different, and the dazzling brilliance conceals many truths.

Bran always said that he feeds on magic power, but ignores that her sister can also. Just like when she was a teenager, she inadvertently absorbed the power of another person at the castle fair. In fact, it was just the beginning, because many things were covered by the killing.

People thought that Bran and Huahua were bloodthirsty, but ignored her. For those bugs, those demons, she killed too much, too much...

The magical powers of all colors converged into the purest black on Bran's body, and the most dazzling white light outside her body.

She once asked Bran, what is supporting the bones in the sea of ​​magic so that they are not melted by the magic?

Bran asked her back then, what do you think?

It's just that Bran has been reluctant to absorb the power in it, saying that it hurts him. Lily always feels funny about this, and the indifferent brother is also sentimental, as if he has forgotten that he once said-power is power.

With wings flying, Lily plunged into the stream of light and dived towards the mountain-like skeleton. Now, she can finally swim in the sea of ​​magic like Bran.

As they dived, the bones became larger. When the finger lightly touched the edge of a bone, a faint throbbing came from it. This made her, who had always been rock solid, couldn't help shaking slightly.

As expected, it is the fruit that supports these bones. In the interweaving of life and magic, these fruits should be merged with the flesh here, but for some reason they become foreign objects stuck in it.

After all, they failed to complete this step, but they became larger and larger under the instillation of magic. This made Lily think of Bran, Jena and Gini. They just couldn't complete the fusion, and they couldn't become Bran's existence under the **** of flesh and fruit.

Their power grows every moment, until they break out of the cocoon. And in the endless years that followed, hovering between hope and despair.

With a sigh, a stream of light poured into the wings along the fingertips, adding another brilliance to it.

...

When Lily stepped out of the sea of ​​magic with satisfaction, and easily broke through the barrier in the internal and external echoes, and came to the star that belonged to her alone, the bones in this area had disappeared.

As Bran described it, Lily seemed to return to her long-lost home. The magic here is also rejuvenated by her return.

"I am back"

She muttered to herself subconsciously, her mood gradually depressed.

At this moment, she suddenly understood Bran-why she always wanted to escape. Perhaps Bran never felt that Northland was his hometown, although he was born there and grew up there. Although there are family and partners there...

Now that she has come here, she realizes that her former home has always lacked the feeling of home. Perhaps most of the people in Double Wing City are like this, so they are nostalgic in the city and refuse to go back. Even if I go back, I will come back soon. Just like she is now, sitting on this lonely planet, knowing that she will never go back, just because this is her home.

But how should she confess to those people?

She gained the power she wanted and found her home, but she couldn't be happy.

The magic power flowed, and there were mountains slowly rising, supporting her higher and higher. The throne is formed under the body, and then a tall and magnificent hall...

She tried to resolve her worries in this way, but seeing the rise of familiar buildings, her mood became more and more depressed.

Bran is waiting for me to go back, right? I must be anxious. However, she couldn't go back before thinking about it.

Shuang Wing City is about to disperse, and the little wizards who were brought up by her will find their own "homeland" like her.

She has to make a choice like Bran after all...