Wizards of the North

Bran is also laughing. Some things are bad after all. No wonder that something is wrong in the past two years.

Back then, everything arose out of fear. It is precisely because of fear that today's dark night, light, and-the gods of the world are present. It is ridiculous that I am gradually losing people's fear, not to mention the respect that comes from fear.

For a moment, he even had an impulse...

However, watching many familiar figures shuttle through the chaotic world, the impulse finally turned into an inaudible sigh. I can no longer act recklessly like I did in the past...

A good method, it's a good method really!

Bran was secretly frosty, and whispered with a thumbs up, but the direction was a little wrong. Since when did I become a corpse collector?

Since when did people lose awe of themselves?

In the beginning, why did you believe those nonsense?

"Death" really shouldn't be the cause of death, but one's own authority is not only death, but that it is enveloped in night.

Bran, although the impulse in his heart has been suppressed, the waves have arisen. He, as an immature deity who has not really accepted this identity, still has a very shallow understanding of this field.

If he is not paying attention to the fragile movement, then he should have noticed that in the ghostly back garden, in the bubbles belonging to the night and death, there are two rays of light flashing at the same time.

Unfortunately, he did not.

This is after all the fragile first autonomous action, how could he not care?

While caring, I also noticed the people who were emerging one after another. Others, even if he looks angry, he can't do anything, but Miao Miao is his own bear child...

...

When she saw the embarrassment of fragility, Meow started to laugh heartlessly. But he didn't want the extreme joy and sorrow, he suddenly appeared out of thin air, kicked heavily on his butt, and interrupted his joy with a familiar touch.

It didn't take long for those escaping from the inn to be stopped by Meow. After looking up and down with a critical gaze, he said in a disgusting tone: "Trash!"

A group of people lowered their heads and acquiesced to this comment, looking at the **** pattern on Meow's face. Being able to be called **** by the gods is not an honor, but it is definitely not an insult.

"How long do you think you can escape? Or is it that you have never thought of fighting back and waiting for your former companion to take your own life?"

As she said, Meow curled her lips: "Your luck is good. The people over there are a little annoyed by the elders in my family, so I decided to find a master for you bereaved dogs.

Don't look at me that way, am I like a waste holder? "

Meow gritted her teeth, and while venting her grievances through words, she kept the account at the inn.

Aiqi smiled bitterly and took the words: "Whether you want to, I will be your master from today. I will save you temporarily, but I don't want you to die too easily. So in the next period of time, I will Teach you how to use your talents."

As he said, Aiqi raised his head and looked at the inn, with a smile on his mouth: "If the gods talk about strength, my brother, Dark Night, is the best. The world you accidentally discovered is only from A trivial phantom derived from his huge power.

Don't be surprised, when the power reaches that level, the boundary between reality and illusion will no longer exist.

And you, being able to discover and draw on the power of that world, even if it is minimal, is enough to show that the talent is extraordinary.

However, luck is a little bit worse.

Become the target of being hunted down, not because you really did something wrong, but because your excellent performance attracted our attention. At the moment of attention, some things are destined, for example, some of you will become others' whetstones.

Hey--

It was originally a very simple matter, but it made it complicated for the inexperienced brother. Fortunately, you ushered in a turning point; unfortunately, turning points will also make everything more cruel.

But no matter what, this is a rare opportunity. If you are not putting yourself in the position, I believe many people would hope that it is them, not you, who are in this position.

Because the power that people dream of is right in front of them. In comparison, what you are suffering and what you will suffer is not worth mentioning. "

At this point, Aiqi sighed secretly. It can be said that nothing has been achieved over the years, but the eloquence of persuading people has increased a lot.

No matter what purpose Bran pushes people into his hands, he will not waste it easily. Although these people will continue to wear out in fighting and fighting, they will also attract more people to join like a snowball.

What he will do is to ensure that the snowball can really roll up. For him and Bran, this is a game with no losers.

Most importantly, he will learn a lot...

...

Just as Branla tried to make some small moves on Aiqi, Maya, who had been sleeping with her head in her arms in recent years, slowly opened her eyes. Just now, the annoying whispers suddenly sounded in the dream, telling it-it's time to wake up.

wake……

When disturbed, it followed the sound with an unnamed fire. At the end of the dream, there were two dim lights shining in the void and chaos, and then the dim light flashed and slowly turned into eyes. Under the reflection of the eyes, there are silhouettes emerging from all around, and gradually outline the familiar figure...

When Maya woke up, she got up without any hassle. After shaking her neck slightly, she was about to find someone to ask about the situation. A knight hurried over.

"You woke up--

It seemed that something major happened just now, and the bishop was calling everyone over. "

Yes, something big happened!

Not long ago, Nicole, who was devoting himself to writing the canon, was suddenly moved, and the image of the deity suddenly became clear in her heart.

Do not--

It is not clear, the appearance of the deity has not changed over the years. It has always been like that since the first time I saw it-Yong Zhu never wavered in his heart again.

As the years pass and the world changes, its appearance remains the same.

That is--

contact!

A trace can make her clearly feel its connection...

Accompanying the connection are extremely vague whispers, really too vague. So that she can neither hear nor understand. But for some reason, she could feel it in her heart.

After a little consternation, even if she was as steady as her, she couldn't hide the excitement and ecstasy in her heart.

convene!

Not to show everyone, but to confirm. The piety of the Dark Night Sacrifice is unquestionable, so she shouldn't be the only one who establishes the connection or feels it.

It may even be that someone will feel it before her. The facts are also as she expected. When many sacrifices and big sacrifices gathered, he saw some people's faces with unconcealable joy...

Before she could say too much, a series of heavy footsteps interrupted the discussion. Maya, who didn't know what Qianren was, squeezed the crowd unceremoniously and stood in front of her.

Before she could explain, Maya spoke first: "It's about the father-

Uh--

God? "

This left Nicole speechless for a while. Even if everyone has guessed about some things, you have to conceal something, right?

Nicole, who shook her head secretly, followed Maya's words and said, "Yes, Father—

Ahem...

we--

Some of us have established a connection with it, and we can feel its gaze..."

When saying this, Nicole’s face was filled with joy, happiness, and a hint of pride...