Wizards of the North

No adult predator is easy to deal with. Under the bet of competition with life, survival itself is a proof of strength and a proof of excellence. Male lions have never used numbers as their advantage. Their hunting skills and naturally evolved claw fur are their natural weapons and armor. With Huahua's assistance, Bran doesn't think such an opponent is invincible. But to help the lioness return to the lion group, he must act as a challenger to drive away or kill the young lion king alone.

In order to ensure that the lioness family has a safe period, Bran prefers to kill the male lion. But only with the two short knives in his hand, it is difficult to achieve, so he must adjust the weapon.

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Bran now takes the lioness family and keeps a safe distance from the lion group. He laid the bits and pieces on the ground one by one until he finally found the knife.

Bran sighed and murmured: "Now I don't need you anymore." The knife trembled slightly.

"I know it's wrong, this is abandonment. I don't want to abandon anyone, but you are no longer useful."

"I don't know what to do. I can't take you like this with me forever."

"I know it's not right..."

"Perhaps this is self-comfort, maybe it will make you happy, and you will be by my side in a new way of life." The knife made a crisp sound, seeming to recognize. It seems that as long as he is with Bran, the others are not important. It is just a false self-comfort when Bran is most helpless. It is the split of Bran's spirit and the illusion of Bran's self-deception. It used to be Bran's only reliance in his heart, and his last conjecture against fear.

Looking at all the bits and pieces on the ground, they gradually merged into the two short knives, and finally the table knife gradually merged. All the spirituality is also gathered together, they are the false barrier that Bran builds when looking for and gaining a sense of security. It is Bran's imagination of countless days and nights when he can't sleep peacefully, it is the bubble that no one pierced in his spirit. Now they were finally removed by Bran and became his weapon to challenge the Lion King. He will take all these fragility and verify his own strength.

In the end, a pair of sharp and curved blades more than two feet long like a lion's teeth were formed in Bran's hands. Spirituality began to flow in the blade, and the golden and silver stars were constantly aroused from the blade.

This is a pair of heavy handguard short knives, but they have a light and sharp look. Bran looked at the double knives in his hand and said softly: "You are my guts."

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The lioness brought Bran and Huahua to the lions, which attracted the attention of the lions. But most of them just lazily lifted up and looked at it, and then squatted back. Bran and Huahua are too small to arouse too much vigilance among the lions, not to mention there is a lioness they are familiar with.

As Bran approached the lions, he kept comforting Huahua and warned him that this was his own battle and he was not allowed to participate in the battle.

In any case, this section is not a long way, after all, it is over, and it has completely entered the guard range of the lion. So the Lion King greeted him with a roar of demonstration, shaking his majestic mane, waiting for its expected surrender. However, Bran issued a challenge call, which made the lions commotion. All the lions got up vigilantly and tended to surround themselves.

The lioness let out a roar, and the gathering momentum subsided, leaving the Lion King and Bran standing face to face.

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This is an adult male lion, at the peak of all aspects. Even if you simply stand there, you will naturally have a heavy majesty. The invisible coercion radiated from the male lion's body, which is the result of the strength after thousands of tempers. It didn't have any contempt because of Bran's smallness. The Northlander was the king of this plain. Even a child would let other beasts deal with it carefully. Moreover, the lion can feel Bran’s body with a power that makes it feel dangerous.

There was only excitement in Bran's heart. The trembling feeling of danger gave him a kind of unspeakable pleasure, which could not be suppressed. He just wanted to be more dangerous and more exciting. He likes the feeling of numb scalp, and his eyes are getting brighter.

The lion understood Bran's intentions, and it understood that this was a contest with no retreat. Unlike in the past, failure may just be expelled. It only felt pure killing intent from this villain, simple life or death.

Bran didn't expect to be entangled with the lion. The land here was open and there was no cover that could be used. In this one-to-one contest, the lion has an absolute advantage in strength. The huge difference in body shape, one collision is enough to make Bran unable to eat. So Bran just wanted to kill with one blow, using his flexibility and agility to pounce under his neck and pierce his neck at the moment the lion attacked.

Yes, this is how it feels like dancing on the blade. Bran enjoys the pleasure of this danger, which makes people addicted and can't help themselves.

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After confronting and observing, the huge gap in the body gave the male lion too much courage, and gradually replaced its care and caution with impatience. It didn't hesitate anymore, rushed forward and then simply swung a claw, and the sharp claw swung towards Bran's neck.

But its claws fell through, and the villain suddenly disappeared from its eyes. It felt a panic, and then the huge pain from its neck made it lose all strength.

Bran threw two short knives up and out, and then fought against each other, and cut the lion's neck from the middle to the sides. A warm, sweet blood showered down Bran's head, wrapping him into a blood man, and then the huge body of the lion pressed him heavily underneath.

Bran crawled out with the help of the lioness, only then did he feel a tingling pain in his left shoulder. He didn't completely avoid the sweep, but the tension just made him lose his usual sensitivity. When the tension subsided, the weakness and pain all returned. Bran felt physically empty now, not physical fatigue, but spiritual. He finally understood why Northlanders like to die, even for a moment. But it's so cool...

Bran felt that everything was worth it. Not because the lioness returned to the lion group, not because he killed the lion king, but the tremor between life and death was worth all he gave.

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Now the lions have a new king-Bran. It's just that this new king didn't bring much change. He could neither exercise his rights as the king of the lions, nor would he fulfill his corresponding obligations. At this time, he was carelessly teasing the cubs.