Wizards of the North

Without Jonah's groaning and Hall's groaning, the sandstone city fell into a dead silence. Bran was immersed in this dead silence, absorbing the magic quickly and firmly.

At this time there was a voice, "Do you want to gain eternal life?"

Bran smiled and shook his head, "Change the conditions, even you can't live forever."

After the other party was silent for a while, "However, those people outside the city want immortality."

"I have nothing to do with them."

"You want either?"

"Just chat, ask each other a few questions, and find some answers."

"it is good."

"I am familiar with the changes here, and I have many friends who can change the environment. They call themselves goblins. So how do you call yourself?"

Following Bran's words, a small figure appeared not far from Bran, and replied with excitement: "Fairy."

Bran smiled, now many things are figured out...

Bran pointed to his shoulder, "Don't be so far away, you can sit here. My name is Bran, how about you?"

With the exchange, Bran learned more: the sound he made in the lord’s mansion of Sandstone City restricted the direction of the sound, but he ignored his feet and allowed the sound to reach the earth.

There is an intricate maze in the depths of the earth under the sandstone city. An underground river traverses here, maybe this huge maze is its work. The stalactites of different shapes adorn here, the river flows slowly, the surface of the water seems to be still, and there are fishes lingering in the water.

A group of fairies lived in this closed world for generations, until Bran's voice mixed with magical aftermath came here. To a certain extent, Bran can be regarded as a big goblin, with active magic mixed with spiritual marks, which attracted their attention.

As a result, the huge magic power accumulated by generations was released by them, and gradually rushed out of the ground...

A few days later, Bran returned to Northland City and passed the findings in Sandstone City to Whisper. He couldn't take those goblins to leave, because they couldn't adapt to everything under the sun, and their requirements for the magical environment were completely different from those on the ground.

Now Bran is finally sure, everything is a coincidence. In this coincidence, his gains are also huge.

The magic is chaotic and complex, and Bran has been unable to separate them. When facing magic, it is like facing water with dissolved sugar, salt, etc. Now he has acquired a kind of pure magic, this is a thread, as long as he follows this thread, he can gradually distinguish more.

A relatively single environment can obtain purer magic. He will try to build these, try to get more, try to straighten out the complex magic in the body.

The environment can be made, which reminded him not only of the fire in the sandstone city, but also of the darkness wrapped in the flames that throbbed like life. It's a pity that I was too far away and left too many clues.

But he always felt that in the process of absorbing magic power in Sandstone City, it seemed that something had also been inhaled into the body, but he didn't notice anything unusual. There is nothing unusual about the body, but what about the soul? If the soul is also a container, what does it contain?

...

After Bran returned, he did not see Hall again.

Hall did not stay much after visiting Irene. Irene was very sad by his downfall. As a result, the past few days have been lukewarm to Bran. Then it was used for training almost like a vent. Although he was bruised and swollen by the wasp, he didn't say a word. Her performance stimulated Zoya, so Zoya stopped complaining.

Gushu regarded this as a game and enjoyed it very much. However, Bran felt a little headache. He didn't let the ancient tree train Irene, and he didn't know what this wooden head thought?

I thought that Huahua could keep an eye on the old tree, but I didn't know what benefit the old tree promised him?

Irene is a dragon knight after all, she doesn't have much identification with the Northland. And she is not a wizard, and Bran can hardly instill the idea of ​​superiority to her.

Some things are taking effect. Pachu and Il used the word "mortal" many times in their conversations with him, which is great! If he maintains this momentum, he can consider letting a few accomplished wizards return to China.

And Zoya, Bran wants her to go home and have a look, hoping to stir up some wind and rain. For Bran, Zoya's trial of becoming a Northlander has just begun. The space for the wizard to grow is too huge, and he must ensure that Zoya is a true Northlander.

At that time, Bran will match the knights in the Northland City for the wizards who have returned to the hometown. It only takes some time for these wizards to think that the knights in Northland City are the wizard's best choice and best partner. Think of this as an identity, a status symbol.

As a symbol, the knights in Northland City do not need to be strong. They only need to look good and strictly follow some code of conduct.

Bran believes that it only takes some time and he will be able to upset this side without paying much.

...

At this time, the West is still calm, because the demons are still gathering.

The stormy follow-up attack that the Mozu expected did not come. All of this seemed very unreasonable. Don't the people of the Northland even understand the pursuit of victory?

Something went wrong, so the demon race became more cautious.

Various rumors are circulating through the defeated soldiers: a girl beheaded a team of knights; it was her again, who ignited the demon's camp under the moonlight.

Hearing this, the demons had only one reaction-absurd!

Regardless of the rumors, no matter what incredible things happen, the demons must take revenge!

eye for eye! The most elite forces are coming.