Wizards of the North

With a long roar, Maya suddenly spread her wings and stood up. Like a flawless black jade, it forms a halo of black and white under the sunlight. At the same time, a gust of wind blows the fine sand around the body. The few people who were closest to him flew out immediately, and the others were no better, and they were also embarrassed.

Maya looked condescendingly and looked around half a circle, showing arrogance and domineering. It's just that this half circle just avoided Zoya and Irene's direction, which seemed a little lacking in confidence.

A little bit of depression in her chest, Maya's feet rushed towards the sky. The moment of soaring to the sky, a reborn sense of invigoration followed, making it irritable to roar and roar. The dragon's roar echoed between the heaven and the earth, and then it got farther and smaller, and gradually became inaudible.

On the beach, Irene watched Maya ran away without looking back, feeling disappointed. Zoya was also looking at her, the short knife on her body rang, and the sharpness gradually became apparent.

Maya quickly returned to the woodland with the excitement of breaking away from the shackles, so some unpleasant memories also appeared, and her rushing figure gradually became heavy and slow.

Too many things happened in just a few days. The fear of death and the joy of the new life prevented it from thinking about its own situation. Now in the quiet and slightly cold sky, it finally calmed down.

It hovered slowly in the sky, its thoughts gradually became confused, and the familiar feeling of drowsiness and powerlessness struck it again. Just now, the joy of escape made it into heaven; just now, the gate of **** also opened.

Looking around, Maya suddenly realized that this vast world was still unfamiliar to it, but the homeland it once knew was far away.

It slowly landed on the cliff near the sea, trying to look at the direction of home. The vast sea cannot be crossed by one's own power.

Can't go back, this sudden thought turned Maya into a solemn statue.

Maya woke up from the sluggishness when the evening breeze was blowing stars down the sea. Everything seemed like a world away, and lost everything in a blink of an eye. It uttered a whine, and the sound gradually spread in the night, and as the remaining sound disappeared, silence fell again.

Lonely, helpless, and a trace of panic surrounded with the silence, it couldn't help getting up and fleeing. Wandering in the night sky for a long time, tiredness gradually came, but facing the dark earth, Maya dared not fall.

A bonfire flickered in the distance, and two young girls sat cross-legged quietly beside the bonfire. Unconsciously, it actually flew back to the beach.

Under the cover of night, Maya landed silently to a place where the campfire could not be illuminated. Then he curled up and wriggled towards that side a little bit. When it dangled back to the bonfire again, it began to look carefully at the two girls. Realizing that they were indifferent to their return, it couldn't help but sigh. The bonfire was immediately stirred up by the breath, and Maya, the culprit, closed her eyes and pretended to be dead, as if she had slept soundly here for a long time.

With a sigh, a small hand gently stroked Maya's head, making it feel comfortable and relieved...

At dawn Maya stretched out a comfortable waist, shook off the sand from her body, and started a new day.

Zoya and Irene stood side by side beside it, watching it take care of itself curiously. Faced with this kind of uninspired management, Zoya quickly lost interest.

So she said goodbye, "Goodbye Irene, it's yours."

Seeing Irene's surprised face, an expression of reluctance to refuse, Zoya couldn't help but smile.

Irene resisted the urge to agree, "Don't you take it back?"

Zoya shook her head, "I also thought about it, but it can't go to Northland City, let alone the Northland. Those snow falcons will not allow the flying dragon to enter their territory."

Irene corrected: "It's a dragon."

Zoya waved her hand, "It's all the same. If it's beaten, it's okay, if it hurts the Snow Falcon, I'm afraid the consequences are unpredictable. If you take it to Northland City in the future, remember not to let it fly."

"Thank you." Irene couldn't help but step forward and hug Zoya.

"Go back and tell your people, this is a gift from me, and it's not their turn to get involved."

Irene nodded heavily, "Where are you going? I'll see you off."

"Continue north along the coastline, and return home after reaching the mouth of the Perpetual River."

"Bran has checked it out, you don't need to go again."

"It has nothing to do with that. Before this trip, he asked me to complete this journey alone, but I was a little willful and I must take Charlotte." Zoya smiled, "When Bran returns, he can obviously take me with him. Yes, but he didn’t. So don’t send me away either. I must go down the road alone."

...

On an isolated island far from the coastline, two sea boats have been dragged ashore and hidden from the forest. Jose sat in the tent with a pale face, not knowing what to do.

He started to think about what happened recently, trying to find out what went wrong.

The dragon Maya is crazy, this is the report of the two survivors who fled back. It killed Ruben and started attacking others, so we had to fight back to protect ourselves.

Two people, no more, no less, can verify the authenticity of the incident with each other, which in itself makes Jose feel suspicious. So he ventured to send another team and ordered them to bring back at least one corpse.

The team set off cautiously and returned angrily. They overfulfilled the task, and Ruben's charred body was among them.

The wound on the neck was like a big mouth, making a silent laugh. Most of the fatal injuries of the deceased came from the rear side, and only three or two people actually died in the mouth of the dragon. Everyone's faces are very ugly, this kind of death is too humiliating.

When retreating, the crowd energized themselves to prevent another sneak attack. Perhaps their vigilance played a role, and the evacuation process went smoothly without any accidents.

However, just after they safely evacuated to this island and concealed all traces, the accident happened.

The water in the Pond of Foresight is gone. In Jose's impression, he held it in his hand the moment before, and the next moment it suddenly disappeared out of thin air.

That drop of water was the key to his wakefulness, and Jose did not expect that when he was seriously injured and dying, the drop of water would start to slowly release his magic power. Not only release, it also gathers and absorbs. At that time, Jose saw hope and somehow understood why the priests would let him bring a drop of water.

For a moment, he became infinitely curious about the pool of foresight. But soon ended the illusion in disappointment, as he was not qualified to be exposed to deeper secrets. He is only the little leader of this advance team, he only needs to do his job well.

One of the fastest seagoing ships has returned with the lessons learned recently. And those of them who stayed will continue to use flesh and blood to continue their new summary.

Jose began to rummaged around the island, with a smashing attitude. Because he understands that those who can take the pool water silently are definitely not what they can compete with. But the thought of death caused him to let go...

At the same time, he also had a hint of luck.