Wizards of the North

The devil's roots that have suffered bad luck are honest, and the damage on the body is still second, the most important thing is that it has lost its fruit-this is really deadly...

Before that, I really thought too much. That river was not prepared for it, it was the derivative that was cut off. Losing the contact with the subject means losing the energy supply of the subject, and the distance is completely withered only a matter of time. In order to delay the withering, the river appeared.

The Devil Root, who was seriously injured and unable to struggle, curled up in the corner, finally having time to calm down and think. For example, how did the bad cat lead the tributary out of the sea of ​​magic?

Even if you suffer from it, you have to admire it-a good method! It would be better if you didn't bear this method yourself. Compared with the bad cat, his knowledge of the magic sea is too shallow.

For it, the sea of ​​magic is just a springboard to draw strength, it never feels like it belongs there. But that bad cat is obviously not like that, it sees itself as one of them.

This is really crazy, maybe that black cat is really broken. Crazy thoughts, crazy behaviors, and crazy results—the tributaries actually responded to it. Although the response is somewhat reluctant, it is enough to dig a hole for people...

Now it finally understood one thing, that bad cat is no longer a living creature. The magic sea is. This world limits the power of that bad cat. If you can't defeat it in this world, then even if you hide in the magic sea, you may not be able to escape.

Since there is no hope of escape, we can only make long-term plans here.

Mogen was unable to sigh, and that wicked black cat would really fall into trouble. Just because of a few curses, let it owe unfinished debts.

The way to pay off the debt is this flesh and blood.

Fortunately, that bad cat rarely showed a hint of generosity-let him not worry, he can take his time...

Maybe it's really like what the bad cat said, everything is destiny.

Destiny sends itself to the bad cat, committing mistakes one after another, making everything irreversible and irreversible.

...

Licking the wound that seemed to have recovered, watching the derivatives running around in front of him, Mogen suddenly gave birth to a strong desire to swallow.

These originally belonged to it, as long as they were swallowed back, they would be able to recover some. But-it dare not. Because-that black cat currently values ​​these derivatives very much.

"Life will find a way out for itself", this is a very reasonable sentence said by the black cat. When Mogen heard this sentence, he erected all his tentacles to express his "heartfelt" agreement.

There is nothing wrong with this sentence itself, but when the object referred to is the group of derivatives in front of him, it becomes boring nonsense. That's why Mogen thought the bad cat was crazy.

Just because, can these derivatives also be regarded as complete lives?

But the bad cat obviously doesn't think so. It feels that as long as it does not die for a while, it will always change. If death can be postponed long enough, qualitative changes may occur.

Mogen felt that it might as well let it swallow it before it deteriorated. At least, it won't be wasted...

It did not expect that this idea of ​​its own would affect the derivative.

These days, those derivatives were driven by invisible forces, and began to wither as they flee. Many derivatives began to falter, and it was not far from complete withering.

Mogen looked at it in a complicated mood. While it hoped that these derivatives would fall down as soon as possible, it also hoped that they could hold on for longer.

If it falls, it means that the bad cat was wrong, and it has witnessed a failure of the bad cat. But if it really falls, it is bound to continue to supplement.

A special derivative, the one with the soul, frees it from contradictions. It carefully observed its surroundings, and after making sure that there was no other danger, it slammed down on the weakest one next to it.

It did what the magic root wanted to do but did not dare to do-eat! Moreover, this behavior was quickly imitated, and many derivatives joined the ranks of eating.

It's just an imitation of the first level, they didn't prey on other similar species, just followed.

Seeing this scene, Mogen sighed-life will find a way out for itself.

--Ah!

Under my unintentional guidance...

Perhaps this is the reason why the bad cat really let go; perhaps in the eyes of the bad cat, he is no different from these derivatives.

Life will find a way out for itself, so it will certainly do so.

It stretched out its tentacles to carry the special derivative body in front of it, and asked in a low voice: "Do you know who I am?"

The derivative shook his head desperately.

Mogen sighed, "I—it's your father—Mogan. Your flesh and blood, your strength, all come from me. Don't be afraid, I won't really eat you."

Mogen tried his best to make himself look kinder, but the endless years have made it forget what kindness is like. It gently shook the derivative body still hanging on its tentacles, "Don't be misled by the fatness of the flesh and blood surface, the real deliciousness is the head and chest.

If you can split the skull and sternum, you will definitely find something. It doesn't matter if you can't split them, you can bring them.

They will gradually become part of your body, which is the desire to return to flesh and blood instinct.

By the way, you don't have a name yet, do you? "

Looking at the derivative body that was still shaking his head desperately, Mogen continued: "I will give you my name. From today onwards, your name is Kogan."

It wasn't until this time that Mogen remembered to put the newly named Kogan on the ground.

"Give you a piece of advice, don't step into that river at any time."

Xiao Gaogen stood there trembling, and it took a long while to summon the courage to ask: "What should I do?"

"Live, try to live..."

Some things Mogen didn't say, such as finding his own way out. It is also beginning to be curious now, wanting to see if this derivative that can barely be counted as a broken life, will find a way out.

Therefore, it cannot say to find a way out. It tries to be an observer, just like the black cat. Moreover, Kogan's performance also gave him a glimmer of hope, a way out.

If these derivatives can become independent individuals, wouldn't they also be here-all souls. Then, doesn't it also have the opportunity to be recognized and gain power similar to all souls.

Anything is possible, isn't it?

Just like the crazy bad cat, seeing himself as a part of the magic sea, and it really did.

This is a crazy world ruled by lunatics. Perhaps only madmen can survive and succeed. The change has already occurred, and Mogen believes that the bad cat will not sit idly by.

In fact, as it guessed, some derivatives have souls inexplicably. Just like Kogan's soul, full of hostility, madness and despair...