Wizards of the North

Three years-

Mogen didn't expect that the time that used to be only an instant would become extremely long.

Just because it came back--

Just like when he left, the black cat came back silently like a nightmare. There was a gloomy atmosphere around the body, exuding the unique coldness of death.

The scattered derivatives once again rushed back like a tide, but within a short distance is the end of the world. The space is divided into rotating spherical cages, no matter what toss about, they just stay in place in vain.

The black cat watched with interest, and even forgot its existence. If it hadn't been for giving up taking back the derivatives, it would calm them down.

Normal choice, isn't it? Since it can't be recovered, then why struggle in vain? But he forgot that it can't decide whether it is in vain. At the moment when the derivative stopped running, the attack came.

Violent, but not fatal.

After being detained for so long, Mogen didn't think that the black cat in front of him still knew nothing about him, so the stormy attack made it a little confused. The look of wishing to tear a piece of meat from his body avoided all the vitals. It was this unreasonable behavior that made the response a bit slow and was torn off a little flesh.

If you can react earlier then, maybe many things after that will not happen, and you won't suffer more harm.

unfortunately! It doesn't.

Even though he has become a prisoner, years of loneliness and early disdain for the world have prevented it from changing its identity, perspective, and thinking in time.

So it quickly made up for the flaw and guarded the whole body tightly. This behavior obviously annoyed the other party and evoked a truly fatal attack.

Light!

A light that made it dizzy.

Long, long ago, Mogen dismissed many concepts in the mouth of mortals. Light and darkness, black and white are just the marks that mortals impose on themselves. It is convenient for them to explore the world and recognize themselves. At the same time, these conveniences are also shackles, confining them in a narrow world, no matter how difficult it is to get ahead.

If it does not see this light, it will still maintain this view. But this light gave it all the feelings that mortals had described, and all the feelings were instantly submerged in the ocean of light.

So suddenly...

When the light dissipated, the magic root had no time to take care of the broken tentacles all over the ground, but stared at the black cat in horror. The gloomy breath lingers around the body, exuding the unique coldness of death. Do not! Not cold, but the darkest of the world.

How could it be possible to have the opposite power?

But in the face of the vigilant and shocked it, the black cat did not look at it at all, but cast its gaze on the tentacles squirming all over the floor.

Perhaps it was that the attack on the black cat was not a small burden, and after watching for a while, they rolled up and disappeared. And it immediately lost contact with these tentacles.

This made Mogen relieved, thinking that like last time, the black cat will disappear for a while.

But it was wrong...

The black cat recovered much faster than imagined, and came back in the blink of an eye.

So everything repeated itself again-watching those derivative bodies panic and struggling, watching them gradually quiet, the battle began immediately.

But the magic root has been prepared for a long time, when the glimmer suddenly appeared, it entangled all the tentacles and turned into a thick shell, and the powerful magic power surged inside and outside.

Last time when it received some damage, it more or less understood some of the characteristics of the light-the most powerful, so it made it feel tingling.

Spear and shield are the most primitive and direct confrontation in the world. In this confrontation, it does not think it will lose. But after a glimmer of light suddenly appeared, it was the sky of dark tide hitting it.

So it was surrounded by the darkest of the world-death.

The billowing black tide swept across the sand dunes like the wind, taking away pieces of magic, making it a little confused. Although the magic taken away is trivial, it will be really bad in the long run.

This made it suddenly aware of its situation-the prisoner. This seemingly vast, but cramped space is its cage. In fact, I lost a long time ago, but I just couldn't accept it and didn't want to admit it.

What determines the outcome of the confrontation is not the means displayed by both sides, but the situation between each other. After losing the space to move, it was only passively beaten in the cage.

Aggrieved, an extremely strange emotion gradually filled the body and mind, making it feel weak. So it gave up resistance and let the Kuroshio raging around.

As it gave up, it felt more indescribable things hidden in the dark. After a trance, it suddenly realized that those were-souls!

Yes, it must be the soul.

They opened their hands from the Kuroshio Current, stretched their feet, and even stretched their tongues just to touch it. When the souls of countless creatures came into contact with it, it gradually felt the gloom deep into the bone marrow, as if something extremely important was taken away from the body.

It's not magic, it's not heat, but something extremely important that it can't clarify temporarily.

Unstoppable fear, let it struggle again. The magic power broke out immediately, dispelling everything like a mountain whistling a tsunami.

Do not! Not everything, the black cat still squatted lazily, watching it with interest.

Mogen finally understood, what does that cat want?

——Run away, struggle.

Everything is for the simplest purpose-for fun.

And it seems that it has no other choice but to please.

If you want to please, you must figure out what the black cat is interested in.

As if nothing happened, the trapped derivative ran again.

Run, run forever, until it consumes all power and is thrown back on it

This is tantamount to chronic suicide, but at least it will delay an extremely long period of time. The pain caused by instant death will also be elongated, and it will no longer be so painful!

In a very short time, it learned to be humble and learned to look at that cat's wink. Of course, I also learned proper laziness, evasion, and flattery.

All because it is really-scared!

In a very short time, an extremely terrifying breath curled up from the black cat. The cat's eyes were still pure and clear, but in the inadvertent cross of eyes, it began to tremble uncontrollably.

That is the instinct of beings, the fear of death.

The black cat was still lazy, still watching the derivatives with interest. Some derivatives will suddenly annihilate under gaze, making the black cat more interested...

In the rapid rise in the cold, Mogen knew that the black cat had truly grasped the authority of death and became the most terrifying existence in the world-the **** of death.

As a result, it became more cautious and more obedient. With the formation of countless derivatives, the entire body has shrunk several times.

While cautiously, a bigger change happened.

A stream of black magic power flows out here, turning into a turbulent river...

At the same time, it has lost all its derivatives.