Wizards of the North

As he moved, a haphazard vortex appeared behind Morgan. Bran followed the vortex's lead and attached to the magic root without a trace.

Just like Huahua thought, a big piece of meat! Unfortunately, I can't eat it for the time being. It was the first time that Bran saw such a gluttonous monster, and he had accumulated so much magic power directly in his body.

The question is, why are you so fat? Branby measured it for a long time but couldn't find the position of his mouth...

While Bran was calculating how to deal with the magic root, the magic root was not idle. After turning up, down, left, and right for a few times, one of its tentacles suddenly stretched out and leaned toward the fog.

The tentacles telescope and squirm, just like earthworms crawling through the soil, all feedback comes from the touch. The feeling was very bad, jerky and sticky, like sinking into a life-swallowing quagmire, gradually being enveloped by darkness. Fear also quietly descended with darkness at this time.

Mogen subconsciously wanted to withdraw its tentacles, but felt that the front end loosened, and the tentacles that had plunged into the mist had already been cut off.

broken! Just cut it off easily?

In shock, Morgan hurried back. It wasn't until the safety was confirmed that he looked at the gorgeous and deadly fog in uncertainty.

Fear, this kind of emotion that has become extremely unfamiliar, is like ink dripping in clear water slowly fainting in my heart.

Am I actually scared?

Mogen felt very incredible, how is this possible? What am I afraid of?

Losing a stretch of tentacles is nothing to it. And at the beginning of the temptation, there was already psychological preparation in this regard. However, this judgment is too neat.

Especially after being disturbed by the darkness, this break made it cold all over. It seems to be cut off not just a dispensable tentacles, but...

Mogen couldn't describe how he felt at that moment.

Through brief contact, Morgan knew that at least at this distance, the fog could not really threaten him. But what am I afraid of? What does that darkness mean?

Looking at the distant fog spinning and rolling, it seemed that there was an answer, but the magic roots were unclear and could not be seen through.

Am I afraid of that power?

After thinking hard, Mogen denied this idea. So, what am I afraid of?

...

As Mogen thought hard about what he was afraid of, the severed tentacles changed.

It slowly turned into an ugly humanoid, first looking around carefully, then lying down and sniffing the ground, and finally choosing a direction to start running.

Huahua, who was boring and napping, instantly regained her spirit. The bubble emerged immediately and began to roll in its claws. It's an unexpected change, but its opponent is Huahua.

Soon, Huahua's move attracted everyone.

After some discussion, Lando sighed: "What a cunning guy."

Lan Jia immediately added, "Huahua, let's cut off a few more tentacles, let us see with our own eyes how it changes."

"Naughty!" Mikel, who is safety first, immediately stopped. "As long as we don't come to provoke us, we better not provoke it.

By the way, what is it doing? "

"I don't know," Huahua shook her tail slightly. "It has been quite a few days since she retreated to the distance, and Bran didn't know what it was doing. He just reminded us to be careful."

Lando was very unconvinced. As Bran and Huahua's power surged, her and Lanjia's power surged. Following this, their self-confidence is gradually overwhelming.

"What else to be careful about? Just run away!"

Lan Jia continued to follow up, "You don't need to do it with Bran, we both do."

"Since Bran told us to be careful, we must be careful." Mikel scowled. "So don't mess around. Everything is subject to the patriarch's arrangements."

Mikel moved out at the right time, and Bran’s identity is not valued by his family-the patriarch. Although no one paid attention to it, it was not easy to openly confront each other when they were brought up, so Lando and Lan Jia closed their mouths in anger.

"Catch it alive!" Huahua gently moved the bubble in front of her paw, "Bran said, it's best to catch it alive. Since it wants to go home, then we let it go home."

A star map appeared in front of everyone, "The monster said that this is the starry sky of its hometown. Maybe we can use this to deceive it."

Lando and Lan Jia almost said in unison, "Then what are you waiting for?"

"Wait for the helper, wait for Zoya or other wizards to return. Or, wait for us to become stronger."

Lando sighed: "Who knows how long it will take them to come back, what if they don't come back?"

Mikel was really angry this time and couldn't help but shout: "Shut up!"

...

During the conversation, the humanoid creature in the bubble had stopped running and found a place where it thought it was hidden.

Outside the mist, Mogen was waiting and thinking. I want to wait for the tentacles to bring back new news, I want to figure out the root of my fear. But a little bit of time passed, but no news came back from the tentacles.

Stars flicker, light and shadow change. One day, Morgan suddenly realized that the change of light and shadow may not be worth mentioning, but the change in meaning derived from the change of light and shadow may be daunting. Such as time, such as life, such as...

It is not afraid of the power of darkness, but of the meaning represented by the darkness. Even if the darkness is not rich, it is enough to make it shudder...