Chapter 482 Trading

Coming to this strange continent, there are many people like Jose who are confused.

But compared to those people, José at least has a clear goal and a reason why he must continue to act. More importantly, José is a wizard. Driven by the magic of restlessness in the body, there is never a lack of motivation to move forward.

The news sent by Maya ignited not only José's ambition, but also the magic that was sinking in his body. Magic has a will, which is why Bran never worries about plans failing.

The wizards of the other continent have been stagnant at a certain level for too long, and their magic is in dire need of a way out. While the half-truths and half-truths made the wizards' hearts move, the magic in their bodies was also turbulent.

This was the real reason why Bran didn't dissuade his wizards.

When the sorcerer's desires unleash a mana restlessness, many things will become irreparable. The time spent waiting for him to appear was enough to calm their throbbing. Bran believed that those who still hadn't dispelled their thoughts were already being guided by magic.

As a wizard, Bran won't stop the group. Even if it would lead them to death, Bran would only rejoice. Listen to the call of magic and embark on an unknown path of no return—it is the fate of wizards.

Bran doesn't say these words in public, because they make those who choose to stay doubt — doubts about themselves, and doubts about magic.

On the day of the city's wizards' departures, Bran's whisper rang in their ears: "The murmur of the original magic is always with you, showing you the way." ”

This boosted the morale of the wizards who had traveled far away, and they collectively stopped and bowed deeply in the direction of the tower.

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It was also on this day that news came from Emerald Harbor that Avena wanted to meet Bran in the East China Sea. Zoya frowned slightly at the news, and complained in her mouth: "It's becoming more and more rude, just like this attitude when you come to ask to see you?"

This attitude is right, and it shows that some people are starting to fear us. If anyone dares to step into this land at will, as it was at the beginning, it will be a shame. ”

Zoya shook her head, "I think it's just a matter of sitting in the middle of the city and waiting for those people to come and ask to see you." ”

"Like the Ice Plains?" Bran laughed indiscriminately, "If you want, you can go over there and have a look." By the way, I met the old dragon of Deca, and slapped it a few times. ”

Zoya raised her hand and tapped Bran on the shoulder, "I'm not that boring!"

"It's good if you don't have it!"

Before he could finish speaking, Bran had disappeared without a trace, and at the same time his figure appeared in the Emerald Harbor, and seemed to be slowly walking away in the stunned eyes of everyone.

On the nameless island, Anvena stood quietly by the pool of foresight. Under her control, the water rippled in circles, gradually taking on a colorful color.

The color became clearer and more delicate, and gradually showed clear eyebrows and eyes. After that, the eyebrows and eyes are the center, and the forehead, face, nose and mouth are also presented one by one.

When Bran walked to the edge of the pool, the image in the pool became his reflection.

"That's amazing! that's the real use of the pool of foresight, right?" said Bran, looking at the colorful reflection in the water.

"There are some secrets that will always be in the hands of a few. Anvina stared intently at the pool, "I see that the pool has an even older name—the real spring. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the magic on Bran's body began to change and surge, and the reflection in the pool water lost its color, and finally only black and white remained.

Anvena was still staring at the pool in front of her, and asked softly, "But what is the reality? Can you tell me that this shadow is real?"

Without waiting for Bran to reply, Anvena continued, "Perhaps, because it is a true reflection of your current state, but it is an illusory shadow. ”

Watching the reflection in the pool become colorful again, Anvena smiled: "We realized a long time ago that falsehood is also part of truth.

Just like you are now, a real illusion that can leave a shadow in the spring. There are many people who are capable of hallucinating, but they just can't do it perfectly. ”

Bran shook his head, "Did you see anything interesting in the pool before?"

"A swirling black mist. ”

Bran was surprised, "-Oh?"

"Didn't expect that?" Anvina still didn't look up, "Actually, we didn't expect that someone would be able to do this. I'm curious, don't you have a trace of attachment to this world?

There should be, otherwise you wouldn't have worked hard to maintain it. But it's really contradictory because you become like that. ”

In the pool, Bran's reflection smiled: "This is my attachment to this world, it is like this now, and it will always be like this." This is the truth, and the spring water has already told you the answer.

Alas, this is a truth that you cannot comprehend, like those who are trapped by prophecy. ”

"Perhaps. ”

Anvina's gaze finally left the pool and turned to Bran. But then something surprising happened, and instead of dissipating from it, Bran's reflection became clearer, as if trying to break free from the constraints of the pool.

Bran stared intently at the pool, as if listening, as if whispering. Later, Anvina's shadow slowly revealed.

"That makes it more real, doesn't it?"

Anvina was stunned, "How did you do that?"

"This was originally a way of communicating that belonged to the tributary of the magic. Bran sighed softly, "Although the time spent immersed in the sea of magic is far from comparable to yours, I am just as familiar with the never-ending sound of the waves as I am with you, perhaps more than you.

Can you tell me what you mean?"

"I want to find out what exactly you want to do in the Land of the Dead," Avena sighed softly, "but the pool didn't give an answer. ”

"What are you worried about?"

"We're worried about you. Anvena sighed again, "We already know you're going to feed on wizards. ”

"I feed only on magic, it's just that the part that forms our abilities is more delicious. As for flesh and blood, I don't ......" Before he could finish speaking, Bran reacted, "I'm not going to do anything to those wizards. Ever since I entered the Sea of Mana, they have been unable to whet my appetite anymore.

Even you have a hard time getting me interested right now. ”

Bran pressed his hand to his abdomen, "When I digested the amphibian, I realized that it didn't taste as good as I thought. Being able to insist on digesting him cleanly is more out of curiosity.

You know what? You are more like a pile of carrion than the primordial magic that exudes the fragrance of the sea of mana. ”

This answer made Anvena frown slightly, but she didn't want to engage in a verbal battle. She looked at Bran and said in a helpless tone, "All along, we have been trying to avoid the current situation.

Now there are more and more people staring at the land of the dead, and even people like Kano are ready. But they are also the ones with the most scruples, for fear that the initiator of the incident - you, the great wizard Bran will intervene. ”

Anvena paused slightly, "Actually, we are also afraid, no one wants to fight you in that environment. When we die, we really die. And you, perhaps, have only shattered an inconsequential illusion.

But we can't sit idly by, and a large number of wizards are there to sacrifice for nothing. ”

Bran laughed a few times, "As long as you don't give me a reason to make a move, there will naturally be no senseless sacrifices." ”

Hearing this overly broad answer, Avena couldn't help but grind her teeth.

"We know that your brother is there, and we know that he is building a nation. If your reasoning refers to him, we will avoid conflict. ”

"That's good. Bran nodded, "The Grand Wizard of the Northlands won't set foot on that land easily, and I hope you will too." I didn't care if anyone wanted to do anything bad to my brother, because it was a trial after all, and he should face the danger.

But after all, it was just a trial, and I wouldn't sit idly by and watch him be in danger that he shouldn't have suffered. ”

"You're right, I'm just an illusion. Bran tilted his head slightly, and another of him appeared beside Anvina, reflecting his figure in the pool.

"You're right, falsehood is also part of truth. With the words, the reflection slowly stood up from the pool. "But I hope that your promise today is not false. ”