Bran was also laughing. Some things were wrong after all. No wonder something has always felt wrong in the past two years.

Back then, everything started out of fear. It was precisely because of fear that there was today's dark night, light, and - the gods in the world. What's funny is that I am gradually losing people's fear, let alone losing my mind because of fear.

the respect generated.

For a moment, he even felt an impulse...

However, as I watched many familiar figures shuttle through the chaotic world, my impulse finally turned into an inaudible sigh. I could no longer act as recklessly as I did back then...

Good means, really good means!

Bran secretly gave Frostleaf and Whisper a thumbs up, but the direction was a bit wrong. When did he become a corpse collector?

And since when did people lose respect for themselves?

Why did you believe those lies in the first place?

"Death" really shouldn't be the cause of death, but his authority is not only death, but it is just wrapped in the darkness of night.

Although Bran has suppressed the impulse in his heart, waves have arisen. As an immature god who has not yet truly accepted this identity, his understanding of this field is still very shallow.

If he was not paying attention to the fragile movement, then he should have noticed that in the dark back garden, in the bubble belonging to night and death, there were two rays of light flashing at the same time.

Unfortunately, he didn't.

After all, this was the fragile first independent action. How could he not care?

While caring, he also noticed the tribesmen who were appearing one after another. Even if he looked angry at others, it would be difficult to do anything, but Miaomiao was his own naughty child...

…

When he saw the vulnerability and embarrassment, Meow Meow began to laugh heartlessly. But he didn't want to be so happy that he became sad. Suddenly, a kick appeared out of thin air and kicked him heavily on the buttocks, interrupting him with a familiar touch.

Cheerful.

Not long after, the person escaping from the inn was intercepted by Miao Miao. After looking up and down with critical eyes, he said in a disgusting tone: "Trash!"

Looking at the divine lines on Miaomiao's face, a group of people lowered their heads and agreed to this comment. Being called a waste by the gods is not an honor, but it is definitely not an insult.

"How long do you think you can escape? Or are you not thinking about fighting back at all and just waiting for your former companions to take their lives?"

As he said that, Miaomiao curled his lips: "You are lucky, the people over there made the elders in my family a little annoyed, so I decided to find a master for you homeless dogs.

Don't look at me like that, do I look like a waste collector?"

Miao Miao gritted her teeth and vented her grievances through words while writing down the account at the inn.

With a wry smile, Aiqi took over the words: "Whether you are willing or not, I will be your master from today on. I will save you temporarily, but I don't want you to die too easily. So in the next period of time, I will

Teach you how to use your gifts."

As he said that, Aiqi looked up at the inn, with a smile on his face: "Among the gods, in terms of strength, my brother An Ye is definitely the best. The world you accidentally discovered is only from

An insignificant phantom derived from his huge power.

Don't be surprised, when the power reaches that level, the boundary between reality and illusion will no longer exist.

And you, being able to discover and use the power of that world, even if it is only minimal, is enough to show that your talent is extraordinary.

It's just that I'm a little unlucky.

You have become the target of being hunted, not because you have really done anything wrong, but because your outstanding performance has attracted our attention. The moment you attract attention, some things are destined, for example, some of you will become

Someone else's whetstone.

Why--

What was originally a very simple thing has become complicated for the two brothers who are not familiar with the world. Fortunately, you have a turning point; unfortunately, the turning point will also make everything more cruel.

But no matter what, this is a rare opportunity. If you hadn't put yourself in my shoes, I believe many people would wish that it was them, not you, who were in this position.

Because the power that people dream of is right in front of them. Compared with it, what you are suffering and what you will suffer in the future is not worth mentioning at all."

Having said this, Aiqi sighed secretly. It can be said that he has accomplished nothing in these years, but his eloquence in persuading people has increased a lot.

No matter what purpose Bran puts people into his hands, he will not waste them easily. Although these people will continue to be lost in fighting and fighting, they will also attract more people to join them like a snowball.

And what he will do is to ensure that the snowball can really roll. For him and Bran, this is a game with no losers.

Most importantly, he will learn a lot from it...

…

Just when Bran pulled Aiqi on and tried to make some small moves, Maya, who had been sleeping with her head in her arms in recent years, slowly opened her eyes. Just now, an annoying whisper suddenly sounded in her dream, telling it - it's time

woke up.

Awake……

Disturbed, it followed the sound with an unknown fire. At the end of the dream, there were two glimmers of light shining in the void and chaos, and then the glimmer of light flickered and slowly turned into eyes.

Under the reflection of the eyes, another outline emerged from all around, gradually outlining that familiar figure...

After waking up, Maya climbed up slowly, shook her neck slightly, and was about to find someone to ask about her current situation, when a knight hurried over.

“You’re awake—

It seems like something big happened just now, and the bishop is calling everyone over."

Yes, something big is happening!

Not long ago, Nicole, who was concentrating on writing the scriptures, was suddenly touched, and the image of the gods suddenly became clear in her heart.

No--

It's not clear. The appearance of the god has not changed over the years. From the first time I saw it, it has always been that way - there has never been any wavering in my heart.

No matter how time goes by and how things change, it will always look the same.

That's——

connect!

A trace of connection that allowed her to clearly feel it...

Accompanying the connection was an extremely vague whisper, so vague that she could neither hear nor understand it clearly. But for some reason, she could feel it in her heart.

After a slight shock, even as steady as she was, she couldn't hide the excitement and ecstasy in her heart.

convene!

It was not to show it to everyone, but to prove it. The piety of the Dark Night Sacrifice was unquestionable, so she should not be the only one who established contact or sensed it.

It was even possible that someone had sensed it before her. The fact was just as she expected, when many sacrifices and high priests gathered around, he saw unconcealable joy on some of their faces...

Before she could say much, a series of heavy footsteps interrupted everyone's discussion. Maya, who didn't know the meaning of humility, unceremoniously pushed through everyone and stood in front of them.

Before she could explain, Maya had already spoken first: "It's about my father——"

Well--

God?"

This left Nicole speechless for a while. Even if everyone has already guessed some things, you should be more secretive, right?

Nicole, who shook her head secretly, followed Maya's words and said: "Yes, father——"

Ahem...

us--

Some of us have a connection with it, we can feel its gaze..."
Chapter completed!