Wizards of the North

At this time, no one dared to stay here.

The amphibians are not afraid of this unknown monster, but the power it provokes. This power is one of the origins of the world, the anger hidden deep in the earth.

When this force was about to burst out, even their extraordinary beings couldn't control the trembling in their instincts, so they chose to avoid it. But when they got away, when they looked at each other, their expressions were a bit silly.

Looking back, it has become a real purgatory. Countless pillars of fire on the battered ground spewed and jumped there accompanied by howling sounds. Large amounts of volcanic ash, like black snow, are falling from the sky.

Quila raised his head slightly, facing the overwhelming volcanic ash, feeling uncomfortable all over. The soot in the sky is like a large shrinking net that will trap him to death.

He raised his hand to take in a mass of volcanic ash and took a closer look in front of him, then his complexion changed slightly. "Look, the magic it holds."

After hearing this, everyone checked, some were thoughtful, some were unclear. After a while, everyone focused their eyes on Quella again, hoping to hear his explanation.

"They threaten my circulation," Quilla's face was gloomy at this time. "These magic powers are attached to the smoke and dust. With the wind blowing inland, they will spread all over my territory."

Hearing what Quella said, everyone noticed that in just a few moments, the ground was covered with a thick layer of volcanic ash. And the volcanic crater in the distance is still thick with smoke...

"I'm going to kill it!" Quella gritted his teeth. Once he really threatened his own circulation, he could no longer remain calm.

Someone persuaded, "This is not a bad thing. If you can digest and absorb the invading magic power through the cycle, the benefits will not be small."

Seeing Quilla's eyes widened, the man continued: "You have seen it too, and the monster still hasn't appeared in such a big movement.

Where is it? What does it look like? We still don't know anything. How can you help us in this situation?

You just thought it was similar to Sina, but it was obviously wrong. Once those lava and rocks are separated from the volcano, they are no different from the dead — they are not monsters at all.

We must at least find it, right? But can anyone tell me how can I find it?

The power just came from the depths of the earth. Who do you think can go deep there? Even if someone can go deep, how can they fight it in that environment?

We can only take a long-term view and slowly look for opportunities. Before I find a way to deal with it, I will help you stabilize the cycle. "

...

At this time, Gini, who caused the amphibians to have a deep headache, did not focus on the outside at all. He is hiding in the depths of the earth, obsessed with it.

The majestic power was flowing around him, and the warmth made him feel cordial and at ease.

He has never felt this way since he completely abandoned his body.

As Bran said before, he will never feel warm or cold anymore. The reason why he can still feel it is because the aftermath of memory is at work. When these aftermaths have completely dissipated, the deadness will become eternal.

But here, he actually felt the warmth-the warmth that belongs to him alone. Perhaps Bran is the same, so he likes to experience the peace that belongs to him in the night.

Genie has tried, tried many times, especially after gradually losing the warmth. He often drifted in the night, trying to find the peace that Bran said. But apart from a little bit of loss and sadness, he couldn't find anything anymore.

He, the small fireball in Double Wing City, can bring light and heat, but he gradually doesn't know what light and heat are. Bran warned him, and Lily also made him cautious, but he envied Bran and envied everything about him, so he took the warning as deaf ears.

Now, some regrets are made up here.

Genie did not forget his mission, but he decided to make some adjustments to the plan. After all, when making plans, no one thought he could use part of the power here.

A small volcano cannot satisfy Gini's desire to bring "warmth" to the world. For this reason, he decided to trigger the power in the depths of the earth as much as possible, turning this place into a molten land.

At that time he can invite Bran to try to feel the warmth of this place while enjoying the tranquility in the night.

When the amphibians gathered on the edge of the lava to give pointers, Genie didn't want to pay attention to them. He has his own things to do, and there is no need to rush to deal with this group of people.

When billowing lava is flowing around this continent, when he spreads the warmth he needs to every corner, these people will also fall into his hands.

To his surprise, this group of amphibians vented their anger on the surface of the mountain. Is this going to demolish the volcano? Although it won't affect anything if it is dismantled, Genie doesn't want to let the other party wish. So, he agitated and guided the lava to rush towards the surface.

After the guidance, Genie once again lurked in the depths of the earth, continuing to gather strength. Because of the power beside him, Genie began to understand the relationship between Bran and the night.

This power belongs to him, not to him. It is so kind, as if it would respond to calls at any time. But when he really ordered it, it just kissed her cheek affectionately, and ran away laughing.

After many trials, he also found the trick. To guide and drive, he needs to lead this chaotic force like a leader.

This makes Gini a little unwilling, but helpless. The power that truly belongs to him will always be his insignificant magic power. It would be great if he could fully control this power. Although he knew that this was a luxury, he could not suppress this greed.

As a result, Genie kept wandering between giving up and trying, and his irritability continued to build up in his chest. Whenever the slumping reached a certain level, Genie vented the evil fire to the surface.

...

Quila has been frowning recently.

Every few days, the earth will shake. Accompanied by the vibration, there is lava flowing continuously. They expanded slowly but firmly, and swallowed the fertile ground little by little, making everything they went through a mess.

Perhaps because of the debt, Quella no longer worried about the volcanic ash that came with the wind.

What he didn't understand was that the earth, which had always been stable, would become his biggest enemy in this life.

How is this possible? Is this world ready to abandon me? It would allow that monster to vent its anger hidden deep in the earth onto his head.

What am I doing wrong?

Quila began to reflect continuously. In the endless years, his cycle has been steady as a rock. The magic power hidden in the void is continuously injected into this world through him.

He couldn't think about it clearly, what made this Fang Tiandi no longer stand on his side?