No matter how cruel the external conquest was, and no matter how many joys and sorrows were staged because of it, the foggy and rainy coast, the hometown of the amphibious, was always in a peaceful and peaceful environment.

Therefore, when the mountain was turbulent and dusty, people did not panic too much, and even people who dared to do good things came over to see what was going on.

At this time, the turmoil has calmed down in the mountains, but the restlessness in the mountains and forests has not subsided, but has become more and more intense.

Countless birds and finches rose from the forest like dark clouds and flew in all directions. They croaked, spreading the warning all the way. The beasts in the forest began to flee in response to the warning from the sky.

First, three or two small mountain rats and hares on the edge of the forest swept past the feet of the people who came in a hurry, and then there were more and more. Like a trickle, like a river, it eventually rushes out like a tsunami. The huge beasts also appeared with this tsunami of beasts, and they ran faster and faster and gradually became the head of the tide, crashing away and scattering everything that dared to stand in front of them.

The tide of beasts came and went as fast as they came, leaving only a mess and oppressive silence. In the silence, a wounded and dying beast let out a weak and intermittent wail.

The majestic power has enveloped the place, and even the air has become jerky and viscous under the influence of it.

A whistling sound came from the top of the mountain, and the whistling became louder and louder, gradually connecting into a line that resounded through the clear sky. Finally, the roar crushed all obstacles and turned into thunder, accompanied by a column of red and black smoke that rose into the sky. Countless burning blocks of lava were also whistling and thrown in all directions.

At the top of the mountain, the smoke clouds began to swirl and roll, expanding outward in circles. Its shadow also slammed down from the sky as it expanded, covering all directions.

The tossed lava and rocks had also fallen to the ground, and wisps of green smoke began to rise in all directions. After the green smoke passed, the crimson flames began to jump. Gradually, they joined in a line, pushed and driven by the sea breeze, and swooped inland.

At this time, Genie was floating in the clouds, listening to the howling sound from far away, and he was full of ambition for a while.

According to the plan, he should have dived into the volcano as soon as possible. But the power of the volcanic eruption directly pushed him, who had little defense, into the sky.

Instead of rushing back, Genie took the opportunity to enjoy the "beautiful scenery" in front of him.

It wasn't until he spotted someone rushing towards him that he fell like an inconspicuous piece of lava into the pool of lava that had formed below.

Not long after it fell, an ordinary wizard appeared anxiously at the top of the mountain. He carefully avoided the spitting lava and approached the edge of the pool.

Before he could gain a foothold, a large bubble erupted from the lava pool, from which the bubble burst and flames pounced, burning him to a pile of residue in the blink of an eye.

Many people came one after another, and although the strength is getting stronger and stronger, they have never returned.

The amphibians gradually realized that something was wrong, and they no longer wanted to send people to their deaths.

By this time, Genie had spread out and melted into the hot lava. And with the lava, it flows slowly down the mountain with large and small ravines. And he was also wrapped in lava, patiently lurking and waiting.

It's a nice place, and Genie couldn't help but think of what Bran had said to him: even if our bodies can't return to the world, don't give up here, we still need to build our lair.

A proper nest will make us an unbeatable existence.

This is not only for ourselves, but also for our people, and this will be the last refuge we provide to our people.

For this reason, Bran specially showed him the intricate labyrinth beneath the Northland City. Bran told him that as the magic net was laid, when the net stretched to the ground and the sky, when the magic net began to support the world, he would follow the guidance of the magic to open up an underground world shrouded in darkness.

At that time, Lily looked up thoughtfully and looked up at the sky for a long, long time.

Now, Genie knew she had found it all before Bran and Lily.

A dazzling magical glow appeared in the distance, interrupting Genie's reverie.

The prey came to the door again......

When Genie began to stir up the storm on the Misty Shore, there were many changes around the Barren Continent. Warning signs are often raised by the Magic Network, but these people seem to have been given some warnings, mostly passing by.

Even if someone went a little deeper, they would retreat with one touch, not giving Bran any chance to make a move at all.

And Bran was also extremely patient in front of the shrinking turtle, letting the other party do everything.

For a moment, the scene became a little awkward. The two sides used the net as the boundary, silently confronting and testing in the air. They all want to strangle each other, but they all throw bogeys.

Bran, who was really idle and bored, suddenly appeared and called out when the other party passed by again: "Grandson, don't run, there is a kind of you coming in!"

Unexpectedly, the other party really stood still, and imitated Bran's tone with a smile and said, "There is a kind of you coming out!"

"Come out, come out!" said Bran and lunged at the other without hesitation.

The childish behavior shocked the other party, and his reaction was half a beat slower, and he was pounced on by Bran. After getting closer, Bran immediately played a stalking style, regardless of the other party's body.

The other party obviously didn't dare to let him get on his body like this, and retreated sharply. Between chasing and retreating, the two ran farther and farther. Bran's opponent also slowed down from his scramble, and the pace of retreat began to become unhurried.

At this moment, Bran suddenly gave up on his opponent and turned to run. But it hit an invisible wall head-on, so that the mouth and nose were instantly squeezed and twisted.

With a muffled snort, Bran's face suddenly shook at high speed, which made his expression extremely hideous, and the wall in front of him cracked.

Bran's response was timely and efficient, and if there were only one or two opponents, he would have escaped. But obviously not, just a moment's delay, several figures appeared around the body.

Faced with the encirclement, Bran stood in place as if he were fatal.

He looked around slowly, and his gaze did not linger on the amphibious, but fell on the other two people in turn. It was a completely alien race, with long, narrow amber eyes, and a tall, slender stature like a bamboo pole.

Bran smiled at the two of them, "You guys on that wall?"

One of them nodded, "Yes, you're ......"

Before he could finish his sentence, Bran's attack arrived. Maybe it was because he shot angrily, or maybe he already knew that there was no way out, and Bran attacked with no reservations.

The invisible wall rose again, blocking Bran's face. Through the wall, his long, narrow eyes were filled with disdain. But uneasiness flashed through his heart, for Bran's eyes were equally full of disdain.

The attacks around him were already pouring down on Bran, but Bran suddenly disappeared and appeared on his shoulder. At this point, his wall blocked all salvation from the outside, even if only for a moment. Bran was already holding his slender head and away from his shoulder.

The figure flickered, and Bran easily broke out of the envelope. Only a group of stunned people were left there, not knowing what to do.