Wizards of the North

Hearing the provocative inquiry, Mogen suddenly found himself being followed. It's not that I don't want to beware, but I forgot how to beware. Being with the nest in loneliness makes it dull in many ways.

"Have--"

After repeatedly exploring the surroundings, he found that there was only the little beast, and Morgan came out very stiffly. With its appearance, Huahua instantly retreated far away. But the magic root is not stupid, and did not follow.

"If you have anything, just say it here."

Huahua didn't reply, but her eyes gradually became cruel, bloodthirsty, and even a trace of resentment that the magic root could not understand. While looking at each other quietly, Mogen suddenly thought that this might be a good opportunity.

"Do you want a fair fight? Yes, but you have to answer a few questions for me." Mogen looked towards Huahua's back, "Also, I will choose the direction."

In order to show his sincerity, Mogen took the lead in moving away from the lair. At the moment of turning, the competition between the two sides began.

The magic power is also clamoring in the wind speed: one side is like a blood-sucking mosquito, always trying to find a gap; the other side is constantly shaking its long tail, covering it horizontally and vertically.

Mogen was secretly proud, and things were moving in the direction expected. Far away from the nest and losing the support of its magical power, this little beast is a mosquito. It makes it itchy, it hurts, or even makes it bleed, but it can't cause serious damage.

Yes, gnats!

Regardless of its size, or the strength of its magic, it is a mosquito compared to it. This is how Mogen felt during the confrontation. Unfortunately, it has nothing to do with this gnat. I always feel that I can slap to death by raising my hand, but every time I raise my hand, I lose sight of the other person.

There is nowhere to be effective, which makes Mogen very sorry. And it can't shoot this annoying bug right now, it still has questions to answer.

In the entanglement and temptation, the lair was thrown behind him, and the magic root gradually stopped. Before it could speak, Huahua spoke first.

"Last time, why did you run?"

Mogen sighed, "Because I don't see the hope of victory."

Huahua was stunned for a while, and asked, "Is this the reason?"

Magic Root was also taken aback for a moment. Is this reason not enough? Knowing that victory is impossible, why go on fighting meaninglessly? The question flashed past, no longer tangled.

"It's time for me to ask you, and then I promise to have a good fight with you. In fact, what I want to ask is the real reason why I chose to leave.

There are always things in this world that you and I cannot overcome, such as time. I felt the similar power before I chose to leave.

Past experience has taught me that this kind of power is not inherently possessed by magic. So I want to know how you have this power. "

Huahua lowered her head and remained silent for a while, and when she raised her head again, her eyes had already turned into two rounds of meniscus, "Are you talking about this kind of power?"

Mogen couldn't help taking a breath. Although there were some differences, it was not as deep as before, but it was this feeling.

Seeing Mogen's reaction, Huahua hissed in annoyance...

Mogen, who was worried about repentance, hurriedly reminded, "We said yes."

"That's your wishful thinking, I never agreed." Huahua shook her tail, "but I really can't help but want to hit you. So listen well, I will tell you everything slowly.

You are right, magic does not have this power. At least not before us. Because it is us who give this power. "

"We?" Mogen was full of suspicion.

"Yes, we are!"

The identical figure walked out of Huahua's body and sat down to her side leisurely.

"You have similar powers too, don't you? I saw your tentacles turn into an even uglier beast, but how much can you turn it out?"

Mogen carefully looked at the two little beasts in front of him, but found that he couldn't tell which one was the main body.

"Two, three, or more?"

The little beast that split up with the words slowly got up, walked around unhurriedly, and left behind a figure of different shapes.

The little beast sitting in the same place continued: "In my hometown, people respect me as the dark night and regard me as a deity. Many people believe in me religiously, and think that night will come with me.

It's ridiculous, isn't it?

Under their influence, more and more people began to believe these absurd remarks. Even those who have never believed in or even hostile to me. "

If the magic root has realized, "the power of all souls."

"Yes, the power of all souls. This influence gradually spreads and gradually affects everything. I don't know when, some general trend in the night began to respond to me.

I—that is the dark night!

When I realized all this, I finally understood-only life can interpret the meaning of the world, such as time, such as cold and heat. "

Mogen danced his tentacles excitedly: "I understand."

"No--, you don't understand! How can you understand if you don't experience it yourself? Even if you really understand, how can you achieve it?"

Mogen stretched out a tentacles and pointed at the figure that was still increasing, "Didn't you already give the answer?"

"No, the real answer needs all souls to give."

With these words, the little beast in front of him turned into a young man holding a long stick and sitting in the shadows.

Seeing this, the magic root murmured subconsciously, Dark Night!

"Yes, I am Dark Night."

With this announcement, the appearance of many small beasts began to change, and the lives of many forests appeared before Mo Gen. Only the little beast that still moved slowly remained unchanged.

This made Mogen blush, and the little beast that had been walking around behind him was the main body. So it hurriedly turned around and met the teasing eyes.

"I—that is the dark night."

Mogen selectively ignored the teasing in the other party's words and assumed a humble listening appearance. This is not pretending to be humble, but really beginning to admire this little beast.

"You have never heard the voices of all souls, nor have you read them all, how can you be interpreted in imitation?"

Mogen said with suspicion, "Have you heard or seen it?"

A door that needs magic root to look up suddenly rises, behind the door is a strange starry sky. The starry sky circulates, and a planet full of vitality appears in front of him.

"As long as you cross the door in front of you, you can reach there immediately. This door connects every entrance of the starry sky, and I have seen thousands of creatures in thousands of worlds."

Mogen faintly felt something was wrong, before he had time to think about it. The starry sky began to flow again, turning faster and faster and gradually turning into countless dancing streamers, even it couldn't see the changes clearly.

"This is the answer. Now it's time to fulfill your promise. Forgot to tell you that distance is not an obstacle to our use of the power of the nest."

As soon as the voice fell, the light dancing behind the door suddenly disappeared, and an unusually familiar starry sky appeared there. But the magic root had no time to study it carefully, and an extremely dangerous aura burst out from the little beast in front of him.

we?

not good!

It seems a bit late...

I don't know when, the young man has turned into an indomitable appearance, and a crescent-like blade pops out from the top of the wooden staff, attacking from behind.

Mogen understood that sentence because of this-night will come with me. But it was not the night that had already risen that really made it flustered, but the great horror that was hidden under the night and appeared above the blade.

At this moment, it finally knew what it was facing. That is the end of all life-death. Only death can read all souls, I'm so stupid!

Mogen roared, and raised his whole body strength to hit the little beast in front of him, and hit the familiar starry sky. There is no time to think about the electric light and flint, it is only subconsciously choosing the most familiar place, and also the most safe place-hometown.

The expected impact did not occur at all, so it plunged in.

When he stabilized his figure, he discovered that he was already in an unfamiliar land. The Taimen behind him and the familiar starry sky had disappeared.

Not far away, the little beast looked at it indifferently. It wasn't until it gradually got rid of its panic, and then said slowly: "Now, we can have a good fight."