Wizards of the North

Lily and Bran didn't think, and didn't bother to think about the impact of their actions. The two siblings wandered daily in the original Sitong Town, and now the Shuangyi City.

After Bran planned to give his sister a tower, he left it alone. But when it came to the broad roads of Northland City, Lily couldn't help but move her heart, so she carried him around the city. As they swayed, new roads began to appear.

With the road and the building that I wanted to match, a brand new building appeared beside the road. With the first one, I want the second one. In the interaction of a willingness to fight and a willingness to endure, the siblings gradually found the happiness they once had.

Lily makes the request, and Bran is responsible for fulfilling it. In the tacit cooperation of the two brothers and sisters, the city became a toy and was kneaded and reshaped.

Seeing her brother's relaxed look, Lily felt a little strange: "How did you do it?"

Bran gritted his teeth and looked like someone came over, "Practice makes perfect."

"To be honest!" With a crisp sound, he was slapped on the back of the head.

"With the power of nature itself." Bran shook his head. "Wizards are used to controlling their own magic power, producing various effects, such as fire, water, ice, etc.. A wizard with the power of flames, the flames produced out of thin air are just magic power. The concrete result. But if he can ignite a big fire, then there is no need to spend much magic in the fire field."

Speaking of this, Bran began to be proud, "Many wizards are like this. The wizards who control the wind don't think about how the wind comes, but only use magic to imitate the wind, but how much magic can they hold? The appearance of the wind is projected out, and it becomes the most direct magical confrontation. It is good to say that when you encounter a weak opponent, it is not good if you encounter a strong opponent.

What about another way? Use magic power to push slowly, and then gradually expand the impact. As long as the method is right, the effect will be multiplied. Moreover, the most direct contact, confrontation and wastage were avoided in both construction and combat. "

Lily curled her mouth, pretending to be disdainful, "Stingy! Do you still care about this magic?"

"I'm not you." Bran also curled his lips. "It doesn't matter now, but it wasn't like that at the beginning. Some habits were developed at that time and have become instinct."

Having said this, the two brothers and sisters looked at each other and smiled, and couldn't help but think of the time they lived together in the villa. At this time, the siblings seem to have forgotten that there are still many things to do, just playing happily, and come up with new ideas from time to time.

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On behalf of her father, Nicole ordered the crowd to move materials to the designated location. She looked at the siblings from a distance, her eyes full of awe.

A few days ago, Nicole fell into grief and panic. Although it proved afterwards that it was indeed what the young man said, he just wanted to kill a few fewer people. But this kind of thing is not something he thinks or doesn't want. There will always be brave people who will stand up, and there will always be people who do not know the situation to follow. In trying and struggling, more people died.

The resistance has not formed a scale, and before the signs of appearance have spread, a group of people has turned into a blood mist that shocks others. She knelt there, wishing there were more such people. No matter how weird the wizard's ability is, the fundamental thing that maintains all this is still magic. Killing such a person, how long can his magic power last? But the time to wait has never come, and his magic seems to be endless.

As the riot subsided, Xin also fell to the bottom, because it meant she became a slave.

As the craftsmen in the family are indispensable, they can be humble. Although he will not be put to death at will, punishment will come at any time. It's not about right or wrong, but about the mood of the owner.

As a nobleman, she would not care about slaves. It's not that you don't care, but this care is more like counting the coins in your hand, one by one, box by box. When needed, either for fun or for venting, throw out coins at will. Only those jewels and diamonds will be carefully collected.

But such slaves are usually the most miserable. They are repeatedly played with by their masters, and they may miss their hands and fall to pieces at any time.

Death may be a good choice, but she dare not. This young man made everyone understand that death does not mean the end. So she confessed her fate, and everyone around her confessed her fate, letting this young man ask for it.

A bright young girl came here and became her new master. With the arrival of the girl, the dark atmosphere that enveloped here began to dissipate, and the smell of light gradually filled the surroundings. It's just that this light has a hint of redness, with a touch of sweetness and saltiness.

In the light, the young man began to recover. With his heartbeat and breathing, his body became flesh and blood. Only then did she discover that the teenager's smile was actually very sunny and beautiful.

Just in front of her, a tall tower rose up from the ground. miracle! At that moment she knelt down piously, this is the power that the gods have. At this time and here, no one dared to stand, remove the girl, remove the boy. They talked and laughed softly, arguing about their creations.

Rumors came to my ears that night that they were the shadows of gods descending into the world. She also believes in this. Being a servant of the gods is not shame, but glory.

In the next few days, miracles happened one after another, and a brand new city appeared. Do not! That is the epitome of the kingdom of God in the world. Some people began to worship the gods of these two people. The crude gods became lifelike during their kneeling. People said they were the gods’ guidance to the devout.

So she also began to worship. In the devout prayers, she felt gradually happy and detached...

Lily felt a little uncomfortable with people's pious bowing, while Bran was much more calm. People always find some sustenance, and they have become slaves. It would be too cruel to deprive them of the last bit of hope.

Let them go, there is nothing wrong with this. Bran decided to push it again. When these people are in their sleep, they might as well whisper in their ears several times: "The people of the North are the messengers of God in the world."

Following Lily's footsteps, the little wizard in the north land finally arrived here. Their arrival forced them to end the unfinished game.

Bran looked at the little wizard running from a distance and sighed: "Let's come here."

The little bears hung around in the team, and from the moment they saw the hostess, they became energetic. It squeezed the little wizard who was running and shouting in front of him, rushed to Lily and rubbed his big head affectionately, and then flatteringly jumped twice in front of Bran and Huahua. Finally, he turned around and let out a majestic roar.

Seeing that her brother slanted his eyes to look at herself, Lily couldn't help but blush, and kicked the bear on the **** to make it more honest.

The little wizards did not expect that Bran would also appear here, and their shouts were louder. Bran smiled at them, then whispered to Lily, "I'm leaving."

"Say a few words to them."

Bran thought for a while and looked at the little wizard in front of Xiang Xiang, "I'm leaving, I have a few words to say before I leave. You are very strong, and you will become stronger in a few years. You will even surpass my sister and me. , Become another great wizard.

But no matter how powerful the power you have, you must remember-we are the Northlanders first, and then a wizard. "

After speaking, Bran nodded to his sister, and then left.

As Bran left cleanly, Lily's mood began to fall. Bran just wanted to show himself that he didn't lose control and went crazy, everything was fine.

Yes, everything is fine, just a little bit sad.