Wizards of the North

Under the gaze of everyone, Huahua followed Ruoyouruowu's breath, and bowed her head lightly close to the invisible gap. Following this lightly arch, the door leading to the magical sea opened amidst people's stunned eyes. It's like opening the door of one's own home, which is extraordinarily calm and casual. But everyone knows that it belongs to someone else's door.

Just when everyone thought Huahua would jump in, it just squatted down like an ordinary cat guarding the mouse hole.

...

Can it still be like this?

When he heard Huahua's call, Bran immediately became interested. He believes that Huahua's instinct in hunting is innate, unreasonable but surprisingly precise.

For Bran, the magic sea is still an incomprehensible labyrinth, but it does not mean that he has no way. The place where the giant tree takes root is the towering lighthouse, so that he will not get lost in the sea. With this confidence, he dared to flop, experiment, and accumulate a little experience.

However, it is still very troublesome to catch alive in the sea of ​​magic.

Fortunately, Huahua has its own simple way.

It stayed here, allowing Bran to follow the resonance between each other and search along the tributary. With a little bit of luck, you can bump into prey. Just like back then, the low-powered they went to dig out the groundhog's hole. The slight difference is that Bran was guarding the hole on the other side, and it was it who was drilling through the hole...

In fact, Bran does not need to drill around. It just spreads out into one piece, like the shadow of layers of waves, easily blending into that tributary. There is nothing to reject your own shadow, not even a tributary. Even if the shadow that appeared out of thin air was a little weird, it turned the big river surface into a gloomy one.

In this way, with the excitement and curiosity of the first attempt, Bran embarked on a search journey; in this way, Huahua quietly waited for news. Just like it was back then, I either returned with a full load or got nothing.

Just like back then, what they enjoy is this process, the happiness and satisfaction of relying on each other and complaining. In any case, it is just a mouse. Even if they are fatter, they are still dispensable mice, so the flowers squatting there are very relaxed.

Compared to Huahua's relaxation, the onlookers held their breath and watched there nervously. It's a pity that in their position, you can't see the situation inside the door at all. But the more so, the more curious and the more I want to know the result.

No one is more suitable for searching for a target in the sea of ​​magic than Bran. After all, it is connected to thousands of tributaries, has touched the fruits of many wizards, and is familiar with the fluctuations produced by various fruits, but the current situation is still no different from finding a needle in a haystack.

Fortunately, both he and Huahua are patient and careful in this regard. Now, one of them is guarding the gate and swaying their tails unhurriedly, and the other is walking unhurriedly in the tributaries. Time flies quickly in their carelessness, making the onlookers more anxious.

No one bothered Huahua at this time, even Rui Jia, who was the most free, just craned his neck and looked around.

...

Safe!

But it is clear that this is only temporary, because it is easy to get in, what about getting out? At this moment, this terrified monster was caught in even greater trouble.

Thinking of other people who were still hesitating, it couldn't help sighing slightly, everything was too late...

As one of the strong people who live in the center of the snowy area, when the blizzard gradually rises, he feels a little bad. I have been with the wind and snow for countless years, and I have seen many latecomers stir up the snow, but I have never seen such wind or snow. I always felt that something was hidden in the wind and snow, but I couldn't find it at the time.

Ugh--

After all, I wanted to be bad, because the other party didn't hide at all, and danced with the wind and snow in front of my eyes.

Shadow, who would have thought it would be a shadow?

But when the answer was revealed, it was too late.

In its eyes, it was not the night, but an airtight net, which not only covered them, but also covered the entire snowy area. If it was just that, it would not run, but there was something truly terrifying in the night.

Now, it hates the girl named Jena. I hate her not because of my failure, but because of the joking attitude.

The girl is right, death will come with the night. But it was not a **** hunter who brought death, who did she think she was?

What comes with the night is actually death itself...

It was also discovered this that it would escape into the sea of ​​magic without hesitation. No one will fight against that kind of thing, what else can be done to avoid it?

If this identity is revealed from the beginning, it will definitely agree to those conditions that are not harsh. The hateful thing is that the three **** would not say anything until the end.

Is it interesting to be so teasing?

Just when it felt sorry for itself, a shadow slowly slipped from a distance, gradually moving away while neither side noticed the other side.

After a while, the shadow turned back and passed it again, but this time it was much closer...

If it weren't for self-pity, then the big shadow back and forth should always arouse alertness, but it doesn't. It's not that it's careless, but who will guard against things that are impossible to happen?

Until a voice rang in front of him, the voice was full of playfulness, like someone from not long ago.

"Can you tell me, what are you thinking?"

Under its horrified gaze, a young man slowly emerged from the shadow in front of him...

"death!"

Bran was taken aback for a moment. This was the first time someone called out his god's name in person. He scratched his head like an ordinary teenager: "Have we met before?"

Seeing the monster shaking his head, Bran continued, "Even if I have seen it, nothing can be changed. I originally wanted to sneak attack, but thought that this was my first time hunting in the magic sea, so I gave up this idea."

"Heh--, this is probably the biggest joke I've heard so far, death wanted to sneak attack on a mortal thing. Although I saw you for the first time, I know you are--

Don't deny it, because I am familiar with the smell of death.

Lying in the snowy area outside, it seems to have endless life, but I know that death will be one step closer to me every day.

do you know?

Because it is clear, you will count, and you will slowly smell it in the count. The smell will slowly penetrate the whole body over time, making people become old and rotten.

When I first arrived in the snowy area that year, I felt a long-lost sense of belonging, thinking that I had found a long-lost home.

Ugh--

It took a long, long time to understand that facing the grave will give rise to a sense of belonging, right? The smell of dust, the loneliness, how could it be home?

I am familiar with this taste, long, long time ago, so I know who you are.

I am not prepared to resist, how can life escape the pursuit of death? Or is it necessary for me to dance a death dance for you, and after I try my best to please you, can you be free?

Instead of doing this, I would rather not jump. "

Bran sighed secretly and wanted to tell the "person" in front of him that he was a wizard just like him. But the words came to my lips but stopped, that's right! Oneself is death. He maintains the netherworld, life and death, and a vital link in the world, which cannot be denied.

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Outside the door——

Huahua finally moved under the gaze of everyone. It stretched out its claws and digged into the door, and then a huge head rolled out. This scene caused everyone to take a breath.

Those monsters even felt cold in their necks...