Wizards of the North

Bran moved too fast.

When the shadow rises into the sky with it, the body looks much larger than it actually is. If the distance is a little closer, it will even give birth to the feeling of covering the sky and the sun.

It was such a big guy who flew into the sky from the Black Dragon Cliff, and finally turned into a black spot and disappeared into the sky. The Zulong headed by Nita suddenly felt a little powerless. Compared with Bran, their flight speed can only be regarded as-crawl!

This is a very helpless thing, as long as they still retain their flesh and blood, they will inevitably be restricted by it.

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At this time, the ancestor dragon staying behind on the holy mountain was like an enemy, but did not take the initiative to attack. Bran’s new image is too deceptive and too oppressive. Even if they rely on the cycle, the Zulongs don't want to act rashly.

They are confused now, Black Dragon?

Maya is the only black dragon in the world. Where did this monster come out? This is too big! In contrast, Maya is like a little chicken cub.

So far, this monster has ignored any questions, just flying up and down. It swooped down from a high altitude toward the col, and then quickly pulled up along the ridge. The howling wind blows the flowers and grasses along the way.

After several times, Zu Long gradually discovered.

The wind seemed to be violent, but it did not harm any creatures. Even if a tree makes a squeaky sound, it seems to break at any time. But it is the time between interruption and continuity that makes people fearful, and always refuses to give it a joy.

The invisible creature like a mosquito was also lightly guarded by a force, and then thrown into a corner leeward to tremble.

Awe gradually rose with these discoveries, and finally took hold.

When Nita hurried back first, she saw the black dragon hovering unhurriedly above the holy mountain like a king, and the large and small dragons below looked at the figure with admiration.

Nita didn't know how Bran convinced them, but it knew it was best. If there is no resistance to what is currently going on, I am afraid no one will believe it.

Even if it cannot become a wizard, the dragon is confident that it can be at the upper level of the food chain. Suddenly being pushed by Zulong, the whole clan went to worship a foreign wizard, and complaints have already been heard from below.

Only by fearing the prosperous might of the ancestor dragon, no dragon dared to start making trouble.

So looking at the dazzling black dragon, Nita understood Bran's plan-it would accept the dragon's belief and worship in the form of a black dragon.

At this time, Nita finally had a trace of enlightenment. It suddenly believed that the black dragon in front of him was a real god.

The dark night doesn't care about race or form. What it looks like is only related to the creatures looking at it. Just like the shadows of trees, people, and dragons under the sun...

So Nita paid a deep respect for the first time with sincere respect. After getting up, he made an invitation to the temple of Zulong.

Seeing this, Bran took the opportunity to fall to the gate of the hall. The shadows followed like dark clouds, and were absorbed into the body like a long whale.

Then, amidst the dragon's stunned mouth, he walked with an extremely light catwalk and disappeared into the shadow of the temple.

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Bran is not here to bargain, because everything that should be discussed has been discussed, he is just here to open new branches. So except for Nita, other ancestors can only wait outside the temple.

When he came to the center of the temple, Nita asked softly: "Is it okay here?"

Bran still has an indifferent attitude, "Anywhere, I respect your opinions."

After finishing speaking, there was a shadow like smoke and mist slowly oozing out of his body. Then, a torrent of magic power mixed with many wills rushed out of the void and poured onto Bran. Like countless sharp blades peeling off a piece of shadow, drifting in all directions with the torrent.

This made Nita some scalp numb, and subconsciously retreated far away.

Bran's slightly mocking voice sounded out unhurriedly: "Don't be afraid, you still have no blessing to endure all this."

Following the words, Bran shook his body and shook the torrent of magic power that was scattered into the sky. The water drop paused in the air, then spontaneously shattered again, and finally turned into nothingness.

I don't know how long it took, just as Nita was anxiously born, suddenly felt the strangeness in the holy mountain cycle-as if countless leaf veins appeared.

"My work has been completed, and the rest is your business."

Nita was a little dazed, unable to understand what it meant. Had to show the requested gaze, hoping Bran could explain it clearly.

"Our Northland was originally a place where birds don't shit, so the leaves open when they want to open. But here, how do you open the large and small loops?

That will only form the strongest magic collision.

This is best, a sprout is already here. As for what it looks like? That is your business.

Whether to nourish it with your own cycle and slowly blend with it, please decide for yourself. If you are really impatient, run your cycle with all your strength and force it back into the void.

Don't worry, you have enough time to think about it. "

Faced with Bran’s rogue attitude, Nita was a little helpless: “You don’t have to test any more, do we have a way back now? I just hope you remember that promise and don’t forget to take us to enjoy the scenery along the way.”

Bran looked straight, "Okay!"

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When An Wei Na entered the temple and saw the black dragon lying in the shadow, she couldn't help crying or laughing.

From the outside, this is really a mighty and domineering dragon. Unfortunately, the prone posture ruined the image to a mess. No matter how you look at it, it looks like a big cat. It hugged its head into a ball and protected its nose and mouth under its claws. One eye opened slightly because of her arrival, and it slowly moved with her figure.

"Bran—"

An Wei Na's soft call formed a slight echo in the empty temple.

"Ok--"

"Nita said, you have something to discuss with me."

Bran gently turned over and squatted, and pulled his tail in front of his claws. Then he said slightly intentionally: "Which one should I hear first, the good news or the bad news?"

An Wei Na sighed softly, "The dragon is not like this, no dragon can sit and lie like this."

Bran hehe smirked, "It will be like this soon. I have just received a few young dragons, they are very capable of imitating. Look outside, they are walking catwalks.

If you look far away, even the young dragons are secretly watching them.

I will become their new legend, an unprecedented ancient dragon. It is the embodiment of the dark night, the supreme existence in the shadow.

How about, do you want to erect a similar statue in the temple? "

"According to the rumors, the light and dark night in Double Wing City stood side by side on the altar, and the gods guarded the surroundings like stars holding the moon. At first, devout believers prayed at their feet day and night. However, I don’t know when the night abandoned it. The believer went away quietly.

You said, how dare I stand its **** in the temple? "

Bran's ears seemed to be itchy, and he raised his hind paws and tilted his head, twisting his body into a strange posture and scratching it vigorously. Then he said, "What else?"

"I was hesitating until I saw you flying above your head in the form of a giant dragon. You are getting stronger, and the same familiar magical aura makes me feel a shudder in the loop.

At that moment, I finally believed in the existence of the gods. I even want to choose you like a dragon. But I suddenly remembered the troublesome question-who is the most powerful person?

You were right before, foreseeing that the pool has already given guidance. Just before you flew, I received a message from Emerald Harbor that your sister wanted to meet me. "

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