Wizards of the North

Jose's leaked news quickly fell into Bran's hands, but the messenger surprised him. Maya had the courage to get to the edge of Northland City.

Branben didn't want to pay attention to this stupid dragon, but the giant falcon headed by Feiyu and the snow falcon were not worried. After hearing the warning from their companions, they rushed into the sky to pose in a fight-out pose.

Bran had no choice but to show up.

Bran couldn't help but feel amused after watching Maya deliver a huge letter to him like a treasure. The pressure brought by Shuangyi City seems to have been reduced a lot.

What Dragon Cavalry has done cannot be concealed from Beidi City, they are not monolithic. It's just that unlike those people, Bran actually saw the worry in Maya's big eyes.

"what are you worried about?"

Seeing Maya scratching her cheeks, Bran added: "Let's talk, I can understand. If you don't understand, they will translate."

After speaking, throw out a few souls. Maya looked at the few people in front of her and couldn't help but wriggle her throat. Those people she knew were Ruben and the others.

Slightly stabilized, Maya answered honestly, "I am worried about you."

"Oh?"

Hearing the questioning voice, Maya nodded her head affirmatively, "I am indeed worried about you. I feel the change in the environment. It is no longer so pure here. More terrible forces are pouring in, gradually covering you. Impact. I am worried that you will be harmed.

My strength comes from you, and I cannot grow without you. I am just an adult dragon, and whether I can grow into a real dragon will be completely dependent on you. "

"Don't worry, something has indeed happened, but it is good for you." Brandon paused and changed his words: "It is good for most creatures. Magic power is shifting to diversity, and it will indeed have some impact on you. When one's own magic power is too pure and single, there will indeed be some rejection.

Just get used to it and won't cause substantial harm. Although it is impossible to see how you feel, but a similar process is experienced by every wizard. Because the growth of our wizards is a process of continuous self-purification. "

After listening to Bran’s own explanation, Maya could not help but breathe a sigh of relief. It first nodded in thanks, and then asked: "I want to invite my friends from hometown to come as a guest."

Bran is a bit unclear, so don't you have to come and ask about this kind of thing with fanfare? He raised his head slightly, trying to figure out what this stupid dragon wants to do?

Feeling Bran’s doubts, Maya began to explain, “I have decided to stay here forever and have chosen the lair. I will stand firmly on your side in possible conflicts in the future.

But I need to thrive here and build my own family, so I am going to invite some companions, and they may also choose to stay.

I think this requires your permission first. "

"You don't need permission for this kind of thing. You have the freedom to come and go. And you have the right to invite guests. After all, that is your new home."

Maya hesitated, "I know I shouldn't have asked you because of this little thing, but the relationship between the dragon and you is still unclear..."

Bran interrupted: "Don't worry, I actually welcome this. Magic needs to flow, and this barren continent needs nutrients. Any creature that is willing to stay will only bring vitality to this place. Even if one day I had a head-on conflict with Zu Long, and I still won't anger you."

Bran walked to Maya and patted her shiny and heavy scales. "And you are different. You are the first creature to be resurrected in my hands."

When Maya heard the word "resurrection", she couldn't help but frightened, and everything that happened that night came to mind again. The soul that escapes from the body, rushes into the magic power that suffocates it...

Bran’s voice seemed to come from far away, “Don’t be surprised, you are indeed dead. After slaughtering and observing tens of thousands of lives, I think you have gone through the process of death at that time.

Magic has reshaped everything, and even many changes that I cannot understand have taken place. Although you are here alive today, you should be able to perceive the changes. From the moment you are born again, everything is different.

You are the only black dragon in this world, you can even be called perfect. Even if I were to do it again, I am afraid that this effect will not be achieved. "

Bran moved slowly around Maya, and the little warm hand also stroked Maya's body. "You know, I somehow believe in fate. There were so many wounds on your body that day, Zoya's magic was still slowly devouring your life. I couldn't heal all of this at that time, because I didn't understand the structure of the dragon. So I Deciding to wait until you die and try again, that is your only chance.

In fact, you don't need to thank me, because what saved you is an unpredictable fate. "

Bran slapped Maya harder, pulling it back from its sluggish state.

"But my blood can stay in your body, and you have gained a little bit of my strength. It's just that you have never thought about it, never tried.

You are different, and you can still spot the changes in the magic network at such a long distance. And there is a similar existence in the city, but still unconscious. "

Maya felt her dry mouth for the first time, and she stammered and asked, "Then what is our relationship?"

Bran shook his head, "It has nothing to do with you. You are still a free and easy dragon. Come on, there is anything else that needs my consent or help."

"I am afraid of being left alone in conflict with outsiders."

"I won't participate in your fight, even if you think it's defending my territory and dignity." Looking at Maya who was a little disappointed, Bran said, "But I can provide you with a little help. "

As he said, Bran pointed to the souls of Ruben and others, "They are yours, and they should be of some help to you."

Maya stretched out a finger and gently stabbed Ruben's body, passing through the hole without any surprise.

Bran on the side explained softly: "Physical damage has little effect on them, and they must be attached to magic power to cause real damage. Similarly, they can no longer cause physical damage to the outside, but they have strange natural instincts."

Following Bran's prompt, Ruben suddenly uttered a silent howl, which made the unsuspecting Maya feel a little dizzy.

"Because of the bloodline, the impact of their attacks on you will decrease a lot, but it is difficult for those outsiders to have this resistance. More importantly, they are easy to carry."

Bran beckoned, and those souls automatically shrank into a ball and plunged into Maya's scales.

"I believe they will help you tide over the difficulties until you establish your own family. If these are not enough, you can go to the whimper beach on the south coast to pick some powerful souls.

The souls of some wizards wandered there, and some still retained their abilities during their lifetime. "