Wizards of the North

Sitting cross-legged in the void, Bran couldn't help but fall into contemplation after hearing his sister's slightly meaningful account. Maybe it was because she didn't have enough power, she called Huahua and hugged her in her arms. With the appearance of Huahua, the magic power oscillated slightly between the two, forming a circle of ripples. But the ripples didn't have time to spread, and they disappeared not far from the body, making people who are used to the aftermath of the waves feel very awkward, and gradually form a deep breath but still can't spit it out. However, it is not easy to interrupt this person and cat, so I have to hope that they will wake up from their thoughts quickly.

When the sky is what people want, Bran quickly raised his head and said something more depressing: "I don't understand."

Facing everyone's white eyes, Bran grinned again, spreading his hands habitually: "Or, let me think about it again?"

Lily quickly raised her hand to stop: "Do you feel it?"

Gliding his fingers across Huahua's soft fur, Bran replied very positively: "No, even if Huahua is added, the godhead has been swallowed in the abdomen over the years, but it has not yet fully integrated into the body."

After a brief pause, Bran spit out a piece of Godhead from his mouth, "Well, you have seen it too, it hasn't taken root yet."

Uh, watching Bran who threw the godhead into his mouth again, everyone felt speechless. Lily couldn't help but snorted, "It's not that simple, right?"

"Well, it's not that simple." Bran behaved very bachelor, "Even if the magic finds a way out again, it will take some time to see the change."

Saying Bran waved his hand, "Don't mention this, do you have an idea?"

Everyone look at me, I look at you, and then shook their heads together. Seeing this, Bran laughed a few times, "Think about it first, I'll make a nest for everyone."

Do whatever it takes. With Bran as the center, first a floor, then a table and a chair, spread out, and soon everyone is in the magnificent hall. In the blink of an eye again, the earth was born around the temple, and a garden was born on the earth, and the distant mountains were seen outside the garden. It's a pity that Lily smiled slightly contemptuously with such a method, because the distant mountains beyond the garden were only an illusion, and they were almost bluffed.

This time, Lily chose to meet at the outermost periphery of the magic network, so she can rest assured. In her view, if you want to find a way to the outside world through the call of sentient beings, the movement is definitely not small. In order to prevent accidents, it is very necessary to choose a remote place. But I didn't expect that Bran would even have a leisurely mood to decorate and dress up.

Now that Bran moved his hand, the others were not to be outdone, and all kinds of methods were used. Soon, the magnificent hall became like a crystal palace. Everyone's interest was also high because of this, and they completely forgot about the business and took the opportunity to praise each other. Until Lily coughed slightly...

Even though Double Wing City had been separated, Lily's remaining power remained undiminished, and the surrounding area quickly calmed down. Only Bran and Huahua were unaffected, and the grunting between the two seemed particularly abrupt. Others have not seen it in person for a long time to relive the warmth of the old days; Bran and Huahua mix together all day long, purely habitually smoothing each other, and there is a greasy numbness in the grunt. But these two habits became natural, without any awareness.

Where's the face? Questioning eyes focused on Bran and Huahua, interrupting their "warm" moment.

"--Ok?"

Compared to Huahua, Bran is a person after all, at least he was. Facing his gaze, he quickly reacted, "What should I do, why! I haven't grown flowers on my body, what's so beautiful?"

Lily was a little helpless, as if the tired brother came back many years ago. Looking at the tall and empty hall, I felt a little surprised, I am afraid that things will drag on for a while. Although the invitation was personally issued, not many wizards arrived. Let alone those who haven't returned, even those who have returned are mostly immersed in a sea of ​​magic, just like Xi Rui, focusing on creating ideal weapons. A palace of this scale is not like it was built for the present, perhaps Bran foresaw something.

Yes, foresee. Over the years, Bran is also struggling to find a breakthrough, searching all kinds of strange things, like a corner of Nita's dream. He was once very repulsive of prophecy, but he is trying to find clues through prophecy. He is entangled with thousands of tributaries, he has advantages that others can hardly reach, and he can establish a closer relationship with specific tributaries, so that he has a trace of the power to foresee the future. Thinking of this, Lily couldn't help but feel a little moved, considering whether she would also mobilize similar tributaries to become her helper.

Think far!

Lily shook her head slightly to temporarily suppress her thoughts. She regretted calling everyone in a hurry. This matter should be discussed in the long term. Yes, take the long view. It's just that she didn't expect it to be so long...

When the great wizards of the Northland gathered here, many years have passed. Some have already cast a **** body, some have just taken over the godhead; some show off the weapons in their hands, and some have empty hands. But no matter who it is, his body is full of divine light.

Seeing this, Lily snapped her fingers and tapped the handle of the knife, and said loudly, "Let's start!"

With this sound, the brilliance of the gods of various colors converged and compressed toward the center of the hall, gradually turning into a crystal, and the brilliance of the streamer wandered endlessly inside and outside. As the crystal was completely formed, the light sound suddenly sounded on its surface, gradually sharp and high-pitched, and the surface of the crystal also trembled violently, and finally burst out under everyone's gaze, turning into countless strands of smoke entangled and rushed out of the hall. It seemed to respond to the call from the dark, and it seemed that there was strength behind him, and it turned into a crystal clear rainbow bridge without rushing too far. One end of the bridge fell on the edge of the garden, and the other end pierced the illusion and sank into the void.

Phew, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, it's done! It was just an extremely discordant sigh that caused the already excited crowd to freeze their bodies, turning their heads to look over.

It's him again, Bran!

At this time, Bran was leaning on the scepter he had retrieved, and the cold air on it added a layer of frost. Sometimes, the difference between gains and losses is really amazing. When I lent the scepter, I was a little bit reluctant, but after I returned it, I realized that I took a big advantage!

"Death is not the source of all beings, but it is the way back for all beings."

Bran ignored the incomprehensible eyes of everyone, and continued: "Netherworld is not a sea of ​​silence for all souls to sleep, it is just a trivial entrance to the sea, but I want it to be the only one."

Speaking of this, Bran smiled: "Do you think there is a bridge or a river?"

Without waiting for everyone to answer, he continued, "Who can know before the lid is opened?"

Speaking of a majestic force gushing out of the body, the endless stream turned into a rolling river and fell under the bridge, and fell into the void along the long bridge. And Bran's breath continued to fall with this force.

It wasn't until the whole body became like smoke that the last sentence was squeezed from the teeth: "I'm hungry..."