HP Approaches the Magic World

At this time, other people also discovered the abnormality.

This is not right!

They cast their sights over, only to see Jon's black wings floating in front of Cinnabar, and the wind wheel fragments in his hands were instilling a large number of similar laws into Cinnabar.

Then Cinnabar burped in his deep sleep.

Immediately afterwards, something began to wake up.

In the deep blue sea, something seemed to be called and began to fall towards the world.

The Zhu family's ancestors and Zhu Sha's mother both seemed very nervous, but Grindelwald and Dumbledore stopped them secretly, allowing Jon to do his best without worrying about things outside.

Immediately, everyone saw that a certain wreckage that had sunk in the deepest part of the deep blue sea and had disappeared for a long time was flowing here along the crack created by the previous battle!

It's like a dream.

A phantom of the past.

Only Jon knew that it was the remains of the small world left after the elements were extracted by Helga.

There is only one person in the world, Cinnabar, who has been there and has something to do with it, and what better way to gather the legendary omen than to rebuild a world on the ruins?

Cinnabar has no idea of ​​leaving this world, but she can become the god of this world. The Eastern pantheon has been extinct for many years, and it is time for it to be revived.

Although it is other gods that have been revived, what does it matter?

Cinnabar doesn't care, other people's opinions don't matter.

Amid the roar of the outside world, Cinnabar lay among the ruins of the ancient Egyptian pantheon, looking up at the dark sky.

She could see the situation outside and knew what Jon had been facing, but she could not wake up. The legendary omen had not been able to condense. Although she was anxious, there was nothing she could do.

The light outside is rising and falling. It is obviously an extremely powerful force. It is gathered in one place at this time, but it makes people feel beautiful.

She looked at this beauty, and she didn't know when she suddenly closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Dreams are always so quiet and long.

The waves swept in from afar and washed up on the beach. Cinnabar stepped on the sand with her bare feet and watched the little crabs come out of the sand pit, crawl over her insteps, and then dive into the puddle again.

There was a familiar smell of sea water in the air, just like when I was in the small world and just entered.

So familiar.

The dark sky has begun to change, and there is light filling the air, but this light is not that obvious, it just slowly fills the sky above.

The blue sky is reflected on the sea.

Cinnabar sat silently on the reef, watching the waves in the distance continue to surge, rush up to the beach and then fall down. The sea breeze blew from the distance, bringing with it a fresh breath, blowing the decaying palace here and the dilapidated curtains above.

.

There is no scrambling.

There is no armed struggle.

There is no ambition and so-called bright future.

These have all decayed and been gradually destroyed over time.

In the quiet decay, there is only an eternal loneliness and beauty.

After a long time, she suddenly understood.

"So, is this what I want?"

The girl touched her hair: "It's beautiful and quiet. I didn't even know it. It turns out that I like peace so much."

"Of course you like these," Jon's phantom appeared above the sea: "Although you haven't said it, you just want to live well, but in this world, it is too difficult to have no responsibility."

"Are you here to help me?"

Cinnabar didn't seem to recognize who Jon was, and she seemed to have forgotten part of the matter.

"Yeah, I'm here to help you."

As Jon said, he crushed the fragments in his hands into powder and resealed the structure, only peeling off the rules inside.

The resealed part, as the core of the magic network, was thrown to the ancestors of the Zhu family, while the other part became the nourishment of cinnabar.

So Cinnabar understood.

The roar came again, but this time it came from her heart.

The direction of the wind has changed.

"The world is dead."

she says.

"But I'm still alive."

The roar in her heart was like the thunder and lightning clashing at the birth of heaven and earth. Amidst the howling wind, it seemed as if countless desperate souls were wailing loudly to pay tribute to all those who had died.

Mourning.

sad.

Cinnabar stands between the sea and the sky, calm as a statue.

She is here, looking at the world.

The world in the dream is a ruin.

She saw the scene of the fall of the gods, it was like a movie, appearing in front of her.

The sky is burning, the clouds are all red, and so is the sea water, but it is red dyed with blood.

Lava like fire flowed in the cracked earth, and the gods fell from the sky. The heaven and earth cried bitterly for them, but the cries kept coming and going, because the gods kept dying and disappeared without a trace.

Finally, even the crying disappeared in the air, everything was like a cinnabar hallucination, as if there was only the silent scene in front of me.

It's like a nightmare that makes people feel the same.

"But, I know, this is the real world."

But Zhusha couldn't laugh at all. It was like watching a very heavy movie, which made her feel physically and mentally exhausted and just wanted to have a good rest.

Is this a dream?

But this dream and reality seemed almost exactly the same, and she couldn't tell the difference.

Or maybe, she never made the distinction clearly.

Jon is no longer here either.

So Zhu Sha couldn't tell whether she was awake or in a dream.

Or, she might just be a phantom, a memory left here.

"It shouldn't be like this, right? At least it's not what I want, it's not the world I want."

But everything was so real. She felt the smell of those flames, the crackling sound of burning flesh and blood echoed in her ears, and the smell of smoke made her nose hurt.

Every feeling made her feel that this was the real world.

The absurdity of the world is like a big dream, but the world in this dream makes people feel sad and desolate.

No one responded to her words, and Jon was silent.

It was really like an illusion.

Roaring sounds echoed in the sky, and a few sparks floated in the wind.

"It shouldn't be so sad. This is my dream and it should have my world."

Amid the sound of something breaking, the sky darkened again.

A ray of pure white moonlight fell from the sky, and the only star rose into the sky again.

【Moon God·Chang'e】

The rules are constructed from this.

That is the power of Chinese mythology, a legend borrowed from Bai Yujing, shrouded in Cinnabar.

She became beautiful.

Even more beautiful.

She floated into the sky, light and shadow flowed around her, transforming into a round moon, emitting light in the sky, gently shining on this devastated world, the fire and thunder dissipated in the light, and this world had a quiet night sky

.

"The stars are here, the wind is gentle and smooth, the earth is harmonious, and everything is auspicious."

The wind is no longer violent and the water is calm again.

The bright stars reappeared around her, like the mythical Lunar Goddess, cooling the earth with the cold wind. The magma on the ground turned into stone and no longer boiled. Even the collapsed palace began to repair itself.

It seems unrealistic, but it is not reality here.

Dreams should be so beautiful.

At that moment, Jon brought the head of the Zhu family to Cinnabar.

In other words, he brought over that part of the control over the Magic Network.

Provide Cinnabar with permission to continue.

No one moved, everyone knew that today's matter was over, but they still wanted to see the birth of a legend. There was another thing. They wanted to see how far this new magic network could be used.

You can see it now,

the effect of this force.

Obviously, this power is more powerful than they knew before.

Bai Yujing in the sky has gradually gathered strength and given up the stage here to this new force of transformation.

In the dream, Cinnabar's body began to become hazy, and the outside body also lit up with the light of magic. Her figure was blurring, and she entered the magic circle of the magic network to the maximum extent.

The moonlight began to spread here, and the girl's legendary omen broke free from the shackles of the body at this time, twisting the body together, rapidly expanding in the network of the magic network, and the rules of light began to evolve here.

Proliferating, a disc flew out from the center of her eyebrows, extending upwards, as if she were riding an elevator that could directly enter the deep blue sea, flying upwards at an extremely fast speed, and instantly submerged into the deep blue sea.

In the sea of ​​color.

Along with the reverberation of the ocean, echoes came from the depths of the deep blue sea, and the shadow that had originally stagnated and fallen began to fall again.

Deep Blue Sea has released its authority.

The ruins that were silent in the depths of the ocean have been completely awakened. The ruins of the small world that were originally recovered by the will of the world are beginning to be pulled over by cinnabar.

Under the influence of the moonlight, it traveled faster and faster in the deep sea, but at the same time, some problems also occurred. This small world should not have appeared in the world that humans can observe. Its current appearance is destined to

Give something up.

Cinnabar began to give up.

All reality was abandoned, leaving only the deepest will and the simplest structure, and then began to be reshaped under the influence of the moonlight.

Jixia released the access rights to the barrier, but at the same time, they also began to record this change.

Jon tacitly allowed this to happen, and if they could record anything, then so be it.

Cinnabar didn't care about this, because she was weaving a dream.

The moonlight began to turn into threads and condensed into a mirror.

It seems to reflect everything in the world, the vicissitudes of life, the passage of time, the illusory scene reproduces the joys and sorrows of human beings, the birth, old age, illness and death of all things. The light is here, the meaning of life is erased, and in the end only Cinnabar herself sleeps in the mirror.

The Magic Network is skyrocketing.

At this moment, Jon began to mobilize his authority to integrate Hogg's power to improve this place. The Magic Network in the West has been developing for such a long time, and countless people are nodes of the Magic Network. At this time, these people

All his dreams began to be stripped away by Jon and sent to Cinnabar's dream.

Fusion begins here.

The dreams of ordinary people, the dreams of wizards, and the dreams of beasts and demons have all been turned into cinnabar material, and cinnabar is like an editor, starting to trim his own dreams.

There is also a legacy inherited from the ancient Egyptian pantheon.

In that cemetery, those candles that had been extinguished by time were lit again, although the tombstones had collapsed into dust and disappeared, and the world no longer remembered the existence of these wills.

But Cinnabar still chose to let them live.

The stars shined in the sky, and the relatives of the gods who had died in the long past were once again found from the imprints of time.

Some of these beings are humanoid, some are not.

Their shadows are so unreal that only their faces can be seen.

Some even have only an outline left.

But they all still exist.

The integration of every real dream brings subtle changes to this cemetery-like world. Among the legendary signs of cinnabar, the moonlight moves silently, integrating the help from the present, allowing those who

The imprints from time are constantly reborn here.