Time flies, and Zoya comes back silently, like a drop of water flowing back into the river without a ripple. Adam came, received the mission to the astonishment of the people, and there was no movement after that.

Adam threw them aside after receiving the mission, or saying that he had seen enough of the freshness. He knew that he didn't need to top his fart, but in fact, he didn't use anyone who pulled it alone.

There is no real king in the Northland, and once the two groups of people break out, the brothers will also fight all over the place. Of course, it's just a full bag, and you should go to the other party's house to eat and drink without any ambiguity, so you have to eat more......

The two gates of the Northland, the Castle and the West, have now lost their purpose. The samurai who had come together, as well as the people who had spoken to them, also went back to their respective homes.

With the current situation in the Northlands, it is enough for the mission to give birth to a litter here. Adam believed that the unfortunate people who stayed at home would have many people like him who took the opportunity to come and see the excitement, and would also receive the mission like him......

Bran's town is good, much better than the villa. It's just that Dani and these people are not very friendly, don't they just sneak into Bran's house and take two things with them?

I've always wanted to do this, but I didn't succeed. Now that Bran is gone, he is getting what he wants. Brother's matter, she is an outsider and what? Adam touched his chin, and also figured out some taste, as if he was not an outsider.

Finally met the wood of the Bran family, and wanted to have a good fight with him. But when I saw the 16 sledgehammers, I instantly extinguished this idea.

Now the giant falcon flying feather of the Bran family has grown up a lot, which is really enviable. The stupid bird that used to be finally a little sharp. According to Dani, it will be a few years before this stupid bird reaches adulthood, and even then it is now larger than an adult snow falcon.

It's a mess, but you can see all kinds of characters, so it's still a lot of fun. He could tell that Bran didn't care much about it, like a free-range herd. It would be nice if I left it to myself, it wouldn't be worse than it is now.

He envied the city, which was able to recruit numerous wizards. Although they are all foreigners, as long as they can be used by me, he doesn't care. The little wizards in the north of the country are much worse here, and it is precisely because of this that they are relieved. If necessary, it will be possible to select people from here in the future.

I don't know when Bran will come back? I really envy him, no one dares to take care of his freedom, but he can't. In envy, jealousy and hatred, Adam, who did not stay for a few days, reluctantly left.

The two families were not far away, and it wouldn't take him a few days to come back and forth quickly, so he decided to come and see them often in the future. Adam couldn't help but feel happy thinking about how Bran had to receive him.

......

On this day, Dani arrived in the early morning mist, ready to say hello to the ancient tree as usual. A familiar figure sitting under a tree made her breathing a little shorter.

Bran!she snorted and walked briskly.

With her soft call, Bran looked up and grinned, then jumped to her side and gave her a big hug. And Flowey also took the opportunity to jump on her shoulder and rub her cheek.

"When did you come back?"

"Last night. You're all asleep, so I didn't bother you. ”

The ancient tree stretched out a vine and poked Bran, "You'll talk later, and continue the story you just didn't finish." ”

Bran said, "Just right, let you see something good." ”

As he spoke, he pulled Dani under the tree, pointed to a small pool and said, "Look!"

Dani followed her fingers to see a dark blue droplet of water rolling in the pool, mist converging on it.

Initially, Bran didn't have much to gain on that desert island. It's still a relatively extreme environment, with the island wrapped around by strong currents and filled with water vapor. Even sitting in the center of the island, Mercury falls on you from time to time. After a while, the hair became wet and there were water droplets on the tips of the hair.

Bran had never lacked patience and began to breathe with the tide here. Not every magic power was suitable for him, and not every magic power could be forcibly incorporated into his body, and soon he felt like a half-filled water bladder, starting to sway with his breathing.

He is not a person who gives up easily, and even more so has not yet felt any danger. All he had to do was fill it up and wait for his body or magic to find its way out.

But the body or the magic has not found a way out, and there is no need to find a way out. What is the way out of a water bladder filled with water?

Bran was reluctant to spit out what he had eaten in his mouth. He tried to force the mana into his own star cluster. Maybe it's because he's been eating too much lately, or maybe it's because his abilities have nothing to do with this magic. In short, he was really like a water bladder that had been squeezed vigorously, and the water in it spurted out along the gaps that had been stretched out.

Then a few pit dragons swam to the side and began to slowly absorb them.

Spit out most of it, which also made Bran feel a lot more comfortable, at least he knew that he really couldn't eat at the moment.

A few days later, a storm struck the island. In the midst of the storm, a creature that Bran had never seen before appeared. It emerges from the rushing currents and dances with the storm. It is not afraid of showers and waves, because they are part of it. The entire island was surrounded by it, and at that moment Bran's perception could no longer penetrate below the surface.

Bran sat there, finally knowing what was the power of heaven and earth, and what was small. He didn't know what would happen if he let this big guy pat him? He couldn't even find the point of the thing.

He sat quietly, watched, waited.

As the wind and rain subsided, Bran slowly walked towards the sea, slowly condensing his magic power, and chattering in front of him for a long time, always having to pay some price. A faint blue loomed inside the ghost's body, and Bran felt its attraction.

At this moment he understood that it was it that attracted him here—the faint blue, and he even smelled the fragrance of magic.

The air around him began to tremble slightly, humming high and low, not loud but enough to attract attention. Around the island, a sea wall was erected. There seemed to be countless eyes in the wall staring at Bran, curious, inquiring......

Bran stared at the small blue in the wall of the sea, his eyes full of greed. The magic field opened slowly but firmly, touching the sea wall little by little, and then Bran smiled triumphantly.

There was a loud bang, earth-shattering, and the sound waves swept by, and the sea wall around the island turned into a drizzle. Bran and Flowey had already slashed up, and a cloud of mist flew out of Bran's body, enveloping the dark blue.

Running! At that time, Bran was not so much running as flying......

And he's really a little scared, when that thing comes to his senses, it's weird if he doesn't shoot him to death!

......

Bran boasted of his exploits in Northland, unaware that the Blue Waves were out of luck.

No sooner had the rainstorm stopped than a loud noise was heard in the distance, and the wind-hoping man saw a shadow speeding over the sea.

Then the sky and the earth changed color, and the ocean around the archipelago began to uneasily turbulent, jumping......