Holdry sat until dawn, and the whole person became more and more depressed. Lifting the veil of self-deception, everything seems too ironic. From Bran this got the unexpected and expected answer.

In the morning light, he stood up and saluted Bran, then turned and walked in the direction of the Northland. He missed his daughter, and the longing in his heart gradually turned into a longing, an irrepressible impulse.

Hall began to understand why Bran didn't care about the environment. Direction! Bran always grasped the direction.

In the face of brazen sophistry, he only showed a trace of impatience. And he once wanted to kill Bran, wanted to snatch everything from Bran. Well, Bran must have had the idea of killing him.

Here, Bran just had to raise his hand, and he would die silently, and no one would know what had happened. However, Bran let him go again.

I can't keep up with the young people. It's time to go home! After visiting my daughter, I went back quietly.

As the sun rises, the dead in Sandstone City resurface, and a new day begins.

......

Erin and Zoya appeared in front of the ancient tree with a bag on their heads, trembling and swaying.

Looking back on that unbearable experience, the two felt a little ashamed. Faced with the buzzing hornets, they began to scream, run, and hide. There is no consciousness of the warrior at all, only panic. They subconsciously sought refuge and ran towards the martial arts arena, because there was Dani there, and there were her people.

Accompanied by the friendly hornets and accompanied by sharp cries for help, they rushed to the martial arts arena. Then Dani taught them a vivid lesson, and her knife stirred up a wind to envelop the wasps. After the two separated, they unfolded a single knife to cut down the hornets one by one.

While helping the duo with their wounds, Dani explained, "Bran has been through this too, except that he has a bigger honeycomb and has to protect himself as he runs. You know? If you can't protect it at that time, then there is only one end.

There is no shame in running away, but you must not forget to protect yourself in order to escape. ”

The two girls nodded miserably, thinking that they had escaped a catastrophe, but they heard, "Go back, don't let the ancient tree wait." ”

Erin and Zoya looked at each other and refused to move for a long time.

Looking at the timid appearance of the two, Dani sighed, seeming a little disappointed, "If you're afraid, just stay." ”

"Not afraid ......"

Yes, they are not afraid. Because what's even more terrible is to disappoint the people you like......

......

Time flew by, and in the afterglow of the setting sun, Bran finally stopped, and the curiosity in his eyes faded as the sun set.

He looked at Jonah, who was getting more tattered under his feet, "Two choices – life or death. ”

Jonah curled up, "Is there a difference?"

"It doesn't make a difference to me, but it's different to you. ”

"Why doesn't it make a difference to you?" Hearing Bran's decision to let him go, Jonah didn't rush to leave, but re-demonstrated some of the qualities of a scholar—inquisitive and curious.

"You won't be conscious for long now, what will it be when it's gone? In my opinion, there is no difference with the walking dead. Then, you may be captured by your former companions, and the methods you used will be repeated in your family. ”

Jonah struggled, "Die, but I want to die a little more clearly." Can you tell me what you found?"

"Soul! It really exists. The body is the container, holding and protecting it. ”

Jonah pleaded, "That's all, please don't lie to a dying man." ”

Bran sighed, "Souls are actually containers, your soul is infused with some kind of magic, and then it becomes what it is now.

But what's even more interesting is that the soul is more than just a vessel, otherwise you wouldn't lose consciousness. The magic is eroding and changing until it transforms you into real vessels. ”

Bran couldn't help but laugh, "This may really be eternal life, retaining many memories of life, but without the self-consciousness that should be preserved." ”

"Why is this happening?"

"Who knows? I'm looking for answers. With these words, the magic rushed madly into Bran's body. A huge vortex gradually formed, as if it were an abyss that could never be filled.

As night fell, the magic grew more and more jerky, but the suction from Bran didn't stop at all.

Jonah looked at Bran stupidly, only now realizing that he was facing a madman. He suddenly stopped resenting, what is there to hate such a person?

Bran's body was slowly changing, and the bright star cluster in his body was gradually filled with black magic, and the star cluster began to have a real darkness, and the starlight struggled to move forward in it, and then gradually disappeared.

Light and Dark!

Bran originally thought that there was light, so there was darkness. Now I finally understand that the darkness has always existed. The same goes for magic, it's just that most of the time it's intertwined.

This single magical environment is all too rare, but it also serves as a reminder to Bran. Jerky, thick, all-engulfing black, made him feel intimate. This state is not new to Bran, he has entered it many times, when he devours the abilities of other wizards.

So, he wanted to try......

The absorption continued, but Bran's voice rang out again, "That's it, it's going to be a long process to find answers." ”

Jonah nodded, then sighed, "That's it......"

......

Lily sat by the campfire, watching the dancing flames.

She thought quietly, thinking about the fire. In the fire, she saw many. Spots of light detach from the body of the deceased and merge into the flames. As more and more people merge, the flame seems to come to life and begins to chase the footsteps of the living.

As she got closer, an illusory shadow of fire rushed towards her, becoming part of her magic.

What's that? Maybe Bran will tell her.

No, I should find out for myself.

She reached into the campfire, and the flames formed a pair of wings under her will, gradually opening up......