When Sina's sincere admonition wiped out Bran's newly raised emotion, the Moss Continent was going back and forth.

After the initial panic, Quilla gradually adjusted to the situation in front of her. The days of being trapped in the cycle also gave him time to finally have time to look back on the past.

The amphibians did nothing wrong, at least not in the long years. They just act according to some habits, and it cannot be said that these habits are wrong, otherwise he would not have lived to this day.

No one is really wrong, it's just that the sudden appearance of opponents, the sudden change of environment makes it difficult to adapt for a while. If it were the people who were besieging him now, he wouldn't necessarily behave better.

More than a year has passed, and there is nothing new in your comings and goings. Even if it is doomed, it will drag on for a long time. After all, this is his territory, and with his back to the cycle, he has enough confidence to compete with those people outside.

Thinking they had a plan, the group vacated the side adjacent to the lava pool, thinking that the monster would join the siege. Who would have thought that monster didn't take advantage of the fire to rob.

Now that I think about it, the losses in the collision with the monsters in the loop are not large, after all, it is already a marginal area.

The tide rises and falls, and the currents bring many things with them, and they also take many things with them. Faced with such a situation, even they don't put too much energy into the beach. The sea is but a hunting ground for what is needed, and their roots are still on the land.

If you had been patient and observed for a while, maybe everything would have been very different. It's just that at that time, the confrontation with the Northlanders was lost one after another, and everyone was impetuous because of this.

Now that the tide is behind and the lessons of failure and pain have lost their meaning, Quila has entered a strange state. As if everything around him had nothing to do with him anymore, there was another self watching coldly. In this state, something suddenly becomes clear.

The time and place of that monster's appearance is too coincidental!

The siege has been going on so far, and many changes have been difficult for Quila to understand.

At first, Sina would help transport the mortals, but it didn't take long for it to disappear without a trace. It's really strange that an existence like theirs can't pay attention to things for such a short period of time.

The number of wizards in the attacking ranks is decreasing, and those who are close to the transcendent are disappearing completely. Only a few true transcendents hovered on the edge of the loop, constantly on the lookout for him.

But how can the constant impact of some mortal things shake the root of the cycle? If it continues in this way, Quila feels that she will only usher in her favorite way of dying - old age.

The action that should have been pressing step by step has developed in the direction of anticlimactic, and Quera has realized that there must be a new change in the outside world. Unfortunately, the people outside were indifferent to his side-knocking.

He had to understand the situation on the outside and try to find a way out of it. Otherwise, the place where the cycle preserves his life will also become his burial place.

This is an unsolvable knot, because he cannot, and does not dare to leave the loop, to venture into it. Not yet exhausted, Quila can't make a desperate move at this time.

In the dilemma, a trace of fluctuation is passed into the cycle.

......

Not far away, in the volcano, the little fireball Ginie felt lonely for centuries, until Bran's roots wrapped around his tributary in the sea of magic, and his body.

Being able to laugh and talk with everyone again made Genie feel the warmth of home in an instant. Even the title "Little Fireball", which had always bothered him, suddenly became kind.

After connecting with his companions, Genie finally had a chance to brag about his experience. Although some of the experience was already known through Jenna, that didn't stop him from going through it in detail, or several times......

He tells his friends that he has found a new power in the depths of the earth and is currently trying to merge it. He reassured everyone that everything was going very smoothly, and he believed that it would not be long before a new form appeared in front of everyone.

The continuous boasting seemed to annoy Bran, who had just come out of his seed state, and poured a basin of cold water on his head.

What kind of shape, big little fireball?

After splashing, another pie is drawn.

The sea of magic is our foundation, and this world will not be our only one. At the moment when I turned into a seed and broke through the ground, I saw countless stars.

Unfortunately, it lasted too short. What is certain at the moment is that the world is among them. When the other stars faded out, it was all I could see.

Unfortunately, I couldn't remember the location of any of the other starlights, let alone how to find them. Sooner or later, this world will be ours, and we don't have to be obsessed with this place, let alone treat it as the only one.

And there are people who have already suffered in this regard, like Sina, who saw the ocean as the only one, and was imprisoned by the ocean. I don't want you to end up like this, although it's not very likely, after all, our bodies and minds have long been integrated into the sea of magic, but we still need to be careful.

This reminder is timely. Genie doesn't want to be confined to this world that calls her home when others run out to play in the wider world.

Moreover, Genie felt that some of Bran's guesses were correct. As he yearns for the wider world, the magic is no longer turbulent, and the urge to merge begins to fade.

Then comes the feeling of looking down, and while you're the only one I can see at the moment, I already know you're just one of them.

You are the cornerstone of my world, but you will not be my world.

Suddenly, the vision widened and Ginny fell into a state of idleness. So I decided to start small and play a serious game with the people around me.

A faint fluctuation of magic power was transmitted into Quila's cycle.

The volcano, which had been quiet for a long time, emitted a puff of smoke again, and the lava pool in front of the mountain began to gurgle, and the scorching breath spread again.

As a result, the inside and outside of the Quila cycle gave up fighting, and the eyes of the people were all on the volcano. But under the gaze of everyone, there was no movement over there.

After a few days, people were accustomed to the scorching heat and the dryness it bringed.

And so the battle inside and outside the loop began again......