For Bran, time passed too slowly, especially since the excitement he hoped for has not appeared. The west and south sides of the continent seemed tense, but in fact, the thunder was loud and the rain was light.

Compared to those lives that have gone through a long time, Bran seems to be too impatient. He seems indifferent, but he has become impatient.

He knows how to hide, observe, and then launch a fatal blow when the opportunity comes. Even so, it is difficult to guarantee that he will really be able to keep his opponent or get an advantage.

Bran understood these principles and acted very resolutely when advising his sister and appeasing his tribe, but when it was his turn, he completely changed. In his impatience, he made a mistake.

The keys were nurtured from the wizard's body. They were an extension of the wizard's will. He should have continued to seal the drop of water, and then patiently waited for the opportunity to completely erase its original owner. Or, with the passage of time, he should have

Flatten the imprint in it.

But he didn't. Under invisible pressure, many of Bran's actions seemed too urgent.

For several days, Bran sat in the tower and watched the magic flow slowly along the crystal water drops. Under the water drops was still the huge lotus leaf stone basin. The water in the basin was increasing at an extremely slow speed.

Bran was like a stone statue, staring at the water droplets slowly condensing under the water droplets, frowning. He had always regarded these water droplets as slightly special water, but after polishing and observing these days, he finally realized that

It was discovered that the water actually seeped out from the sea of ​​magic.

It is like the fine sand carried in the clear river water is slowly filtered out by the key. The key becomes more crystal clear and solid, and is slowly growing at an imperceptible speed.

So where is his key? The two completely different angles inside and outside the body gave Bran new discoveries.

In the sea of ​​magic, the ink-colored torrent still surrounded him, and the trickle flowing into his body still passed through his body slowly and unhurriedly. The key was contained in his body, like a black pearl. But he had not noticed it for many days.

Pearls appear more rounded.

Everything is in chaos, other people's keys are fortresses and barriers. What have I become? Why is it completely the opposite?

Now, the black pearl seems to have taken root in the body and is difficult to move. It reflects Bran from the sea of ​​magic, forming an illusory yet real image in the world, a flesh-and-blood person in the eyes of others.

This is fine. Although it is different, there is no need to worry about it being lost. I just don’t know what impact it will have here if the image is swallowed outside?

Bran wants to try it!

As soon as the magic vibration caused by the water droplets appeared, Bran immediately noticed it. He could have covered it up, but he didn't.

It has already been leaked, and there is no point in covering it up. If the monster can detect it, it will only be a matter of time before it finds this place. Since you can't hide, let's come.

Now that he has become like this, what is there to be afraid of?

You should be afraid of me!

In the sea of ​​​​magic, the ink-colored torrent began to rise and splash, and a gloomy and heavy song gradually became clear, gradually covering up other noises.

In the present world, a huge oscillation of magic began to slowly spread with Bran as the center. A cool, dark atmosphere gradually spread across the entire continent.

In the sandstone city, all the dead stopped moving and howled in unison with the vibration. Suddenly, black mist rolled in the resting place, and the dead all raised their weapons. Suddenly, there were thousands of souls on the surface of the statues in the cult.

Emerge...

In the Twin Wings City, Lily raised her head and looked eastward. She didn't know why her brother went crazy at this time. Is there something wrong with his mind again? With this question, a snow falcon hurriedly soared into the sky.

In the distant sea, some powerful beings hidden in the dark smiled. The power that suddenly appeared was unprecedentedly powerful, and it was also unprecedentedly delicious. That's it, young people are always impatient.

For seasoned hunters like them, strength is not the key to victory or defeat. At this level, calmness and patience are the guarantees of survival.

What happened to the last young man who lost his patience? It has been so long ago, who would bother to remember the ending of a loser.

Accompanied by the wind and rain, the monster that was rushing on the sea couldn't help but pause. The thief seemed to have become more powerful, and even openly challenged it. If it had not lost its key, then it would definitely disdain such childish behavior.

In this position, who would act so mindlessly and recklessly?

That little thief was able to enter the sea of ​​magic in such a short period of time, and was able to cause tidal resonance in such a short period of time.

How long did it take for it to get to this point? I can't remember, time doesn't mean much to it. It's just that the key has been lost, and it can no longer trigger the oscillation of magic in this way. Otherwise, he wants to talk to the other party first

talk.

Last time, it was rare to encounter a nearly ripe fruit on that reef. It wanted to tease it first to relieve the loneliness accumulated over the years. Unexpectedly, it suffered a big loss that will never be forgotten.

It still hasn't figured out how its huge body could be so unbearable that it was shattered into pieces. Fortunately, its body was already gathering and dispersing, but by the time it gathered its body again, it was already too late. It was actually with itself.

The key has been lost.

Anger! Vent! This is the only memory of that period.

The tide was raging, and countless weak lives gathered in front of it, which reminded it of some more unpleasant memories. Fighting, blood, and all kinds of powerful beings also fell together with these humble lives.

It was also like this at that time, and it was also this group of weak and insignificant people that kicked off the show. But at that time, the number of both sides was very large, and the sea and the coast were crowded with people. But now, only one side is left.

Show off your power.

Then, let me help you!
Chapter completed!