Dia lowered her head and thought for a moment, it was really like this.

She rolled her eyes and asked, "Is that all?"

It's rare for someone to ask for advice, and Vulnerable immediately became interested: "Of course it's not just these, the impact of the fight will affect all aspects. Some of them will become the talk after dinner, and some will become the object of admiration or even despise, but no matter

Whatever you become will affect the direction of faith in the world.

In this chaotic world, being too quiet will only lead to people gradually forgetting you, so you need to create some troubles to show your existence. Especially for you, it should be like this."

"And you?"

"I, what do you mean?"

"Don't you want to be a god?"

"I never thought about it."

"Why?"

"There is no reason, I just don't want to." Weiwei tilted his head, "If possible, we would rather be held in Bran's hand and waved. That is our meaning, because we are born for this."

Dia sighed, "But he has a new weapon."

"That's not a weapon, but a scepter! Besides, his authority doesn't need an ugly stick to show off."

"Ha--" Dia laughed very unkindly, "Okay, then who of you is more powerful?"

"In order to change the general trend, I am not as good as it is when it digs holes and harms people; it is not as good as me when it comes to fighting life and death within a short distance."

"Then -" Dia shook her head, "Will the battle of life and death so close to us happen to Bran again? Those people, those wizards who thought they were facing a direct conflict with him, probably wouldn't have thought that it was just a shadow.

.

But - you don't know.

It is impossible for a shadow to hold anything, whether it is an ugly scepter or a gorgeous pair of swords.

——right?"

Hearing a harsh sound coming from Fragility, Dia stopped persuading her because some things always take time to brew. But she didn't expect that the sound was not an emotional vent, but a complaint.

It's a pity that this complaint is in vain, because Bran has no mind to pay attention to this. At this time, he is playing with the pair of gods, hoping to learn more in a short time.

But things went against expectations. As soon as the situation was over, a wizard returned over there. This made Bran couldn't help but sigh. Not only did he lament that the little wizard came back at the wrong time, but also because a lot of messy things had to happen.

Come.

Although a word of "awe" made many believers unable to sit still, they alone could not stir up much movement. Moreover, no one wanted to stir up trouble, they just wanted to show their majesty in a peaceful way.

That's right! Just like Maya said, go out for a walk and let the group of rubes outside see the real prayer ceremony and the real majesty.

Yes, majestic!

Even the slaves of the gods should not lack the majesty that represents the dignity of the gods. Now we need to teach our people a lesson to let them see the real gap. Sometimes, faith cannot win by relying on numbers.

Only true piety can shock people's hearts. Compared with their own sacrifices, those people can only be regarded as a bunch of rabble.

It’s not their fault, because the truly pious ones are always protected by the wizards, while the lesser ones are divided up cleanly by the war wizards. The rest are mostly crooked melons and cracked jujubes...

Some things cannot be learned. You may be able to put on a show on the outside, but without the support of piety, you will eventually lose some kind of infectious temperament and make everything just a formality.

…

Twin Wings City——

When Bran appeared in the city, many young wizards were already waiting there. With Lily absent, Bran would naturally be regarded as the one who speaks on their behalf, even if the relationship between the two parties has always been somewhat unclear. But now the Twin Wings City is in a state of

In the state of disbandment, many things in the past are considered to be in the past. Looking back, you will find that many things at that time seemed ridiculous and stupid. Both them and Bran were like this...

For these wizards who are still in the city, it is most urgent to get out as soon as possible. Then, like Bran and Lily, they can occupy a corner of the world and create a new world.

It's just that there is no shadow in the new world, and the Twin Wings City has become deserted, which makes Bran frown. Even if the wizards are about to leave, it shouldn't look so depressed and decadent. Because a place with wizards will not

There will be a lack of magic power. If there is no lack of magic power, it should be full of vitality, not to mention this is the Twin Wings City!

He waved to the "little fireball" hiding behind the crowd, and then asked around him: "What's going on? How did the Twin Wings City become like this?"

The little fireball that rushed over quickly explained: "Hey, don't mention it! The war witches are really a bunch of bastards. They sneak back here every now and then. They say they forgot to take some things, and then they fly in the sky, swim in the water, one thing after another.

One piece was taken away by them."

"You didn't stop me?"

"How to stop them? Those things have no specific ownership. And seeing how poor they are, we can't bear it. After living together for so many years, we really don't want to see them suffer and suffer.

So if you want to take it, take it.

After we leave, they won’t be able to take it even if they want to.”

“Okay, you’re really good at it!

Remember, at least keep this city intact and don’t demolish it.”

Faced with Bran's half-joking words, the little wizards laughed and agreed. When the laughter subsided, the little fireball stretched out his finger and gently poked Bran, "What are you going to do this time?"

"Since Xueyu is still interested in taking the lead, I'll just watch."

"--oh?"

"For me, the most important thing is to let you take that step as soon as possible. No matter who believes in all things, the fire of life will flow into the netherworld along the magic network, and then be injected here. From this perspective, believers fall

In whose hands it is, it doesn’t have much impact on me.

Of course, the impact on you will not be great.

This is actually very good. We wizards can concentrate on completing the most important things, and it will not be too late to talk about the rest later. As for the new thing like Godhead, I don’t want to hide it from you. Just a few days ago, it belonged to the dark night and death.

The godhead has already been condensed, so I don’t need to jump out and fight for faith.

In fact, you are the same, because the condensation of the godhead is already a certainty. But what will happen if it is condensed? Who of you dares to take this step with such a thing?

I don't dare——

So let’s talk about some things after you come back. What’s yours must be yours.”

The little fireball poked Bran again, "Actually, some of us have already condensed the godhead, right?"

"Oh, that's right.

——Unfortunately, you are not included."

Little Fireball scratched his head, "I am the one with the fewest believers here. I have always been like this, so I know even if you don't tell me."

Bran smiled, "No matter how few our believers are, they still possess true piety, especially those of your followers."

Thinking of those believers who were being burned by the smoky fire beside the lava pool, Little Fireball nodded proudly: "That's right!"

Bran also nodded, "We are lucky, because this is the most critical link - believers who are willing to sacrifice everything. So, we already have what the tribe is striving for.

Perhaps you have noticed that whether it is Lily, Shirley and Jina, or my Zoya, they are all hiding in the sea of ​​magic, and they don't know what they are doing.

That's it, since there is nothing missing, why not return to the source of our strength?

As for this world, leave it to our families and our sacrifices for the time being so that we will not be forgotten or lose the respect of the world.
Chapter completed!