Wizards of the North

Bran was sitting on the top of the mountain, watching the changes around him, his thoughts gradually drifting away. If it weren't for this series of things, he might still be curled up in a sea of ​​magic, quietly accumulating strength.

There seemed to be a great will in the dark, not wanting to make him peaceful. When he relaxes slightly, he always brings some trouble. This made him feel very confused, why must he come here?

Is it really for venting, revenge, or finding a way out? Still, I just want to sit quietly alone.

At first I thought that if you left the castle, you would get rid of some people or things, but some people or things would never get rid of. It's not that it can't, but-never really thought about getting rid of it.

I thought that if you step out, the world will become vast. In fact, on the contrary, everything became more cramped. Even if I haven't read the whole world, a trace of boredom has been born in my heart.

Unexpectedly, the two Yuren would swear by the magic sea. Really winking, perhaps it is for this reason that he will accompany Thred as an observer.

I don't know what kind of excitement will these news bring back to Floating Cloud Continent?

Both status and status will be divided by today's choices. It was like Strider who reappeared and had to salute the two at Nicole's request.

Although a little embarrassing, the two still suffered.

This made Bran couldn't help but laugh, the laughter echoed and spread between the lonely world, and finally disappeared slowly.

Thoughts flashed past-at this moment, if someone can accompany, it would be fine...

The mountain is still that mountain, but most of the mountain body is a bit strange. A certain kind of rhythm is forming inside the mountain, like the drumbeat of an attack, making the speed of swallowing faster and faster.

A certain Ruoyouruwu will also touched Bran's spiritual world lightly at this time. Cautiously, as if worried about scaring him away.

After lightly catching Bran's spiritual world, he stopped going deep. On the contrary, it opened its arms. The entire Floating Cloud Continent also appeared before Bran's eyes in an instant.

Is this the will of the mainland? Chaos and slow, like a huge cloud.

But what does it want to do?

Bran, as an intruder, immediately became vigilant. But this chaotic will, behaved very friendly. The display is becoming more and more delicate, even with a certain charm.

Just as Bran became more and more alert and confused, the magic around his body suddenly began to cheer and jump for joy. Bran also understood its true purpose.

A piece of tender tooth protruded from the body, and in an instant, it became bigger and bigger and fell towards the ground.

That volition also seemed to have found a new hotbed, trying to put a part of himself on it. Even if it is only a tiny part, let it let out a satisfying exhalation.

To Bran, the exhalation sounded like no one, but it looked like a thunder in Skywalker's ears.

...

Bran was still sitting like a mountain, and the skywalkers around him gathered more and more. They looked at the mountain as slow and fast, becoming more and more strange and vivid. Until the rhythm gradually arises and spreads...

Just when everyone thought that everything was about to end and the cycle was about to be swallowed up before their eyes, the mutation happened.

The mountain that had become strange and vivid in his field of vision suddenly appeared slightly distorted. The monsters and strangeness are still there, the freshness is still there, but with a layer of dreamy color, it suddenly becomes no longer real.

Just when they were surprised, they suddenly felt a hint of rejection. As if someone were waking up from their sleep, the mountains in front of them became real again, and they were illusory and unrealistic, and they were the derivatives of their dreams.

When it seemed to be awake, a touch of fresh green emerged from Bran's body. It gradually opens and falls, like a leaf. The leaf grew bigger and bigger, shrouded like an overwhelming sky.

They want to hide, but because they are trapped in a dream, they can't wake up and can't avoid it. Can only watch, that Ye fell head-on...

Passing by like a phantom.

They also wake up from their dreams, the mountain is still that mountain. But when I looked around each other, I saw panic from each other. In the ensuing look at each other, a thunderous exhalation sounded in his ears.

A sense of strangeness suddenly fell on them.

The sense of strangeness comes from all aspects, the once familiar sky, earth, wind, and clouds, as well as the companions around him, are leaving them.

They are just a group of strangers standing on strange land.

Someone tried to express a hint of kindness, but showed a terribly hideous smile.

The people who were still standing together subconsciously distanced themselves, and fear gradually accumulated in their eyes. Everyone around him is so unfamiliar and so familiar.

What happened to them? This is an idea that everyone can't help but come up with. Standing between each other, they felt a deep loneliness and betrayal.

Suddenly, with a long sigh, words rang out in the crowd: "It's not me, nor you, but this continent. We are no longer—its darling."

Before the words fell, the crowd dispersed again. The oldest existence among the feather people also showed up.

"Let’s talk about it all—"

...

The moment the leaves opened, Bran revealed his whereabouts. With uncontrollable excitement, shouts echoed in the sky above Double Wing City.

"Found it! I found Bran!"

Hearing this excited cry, everyone felt relieved—finally found him!