While Adam couldn't resist the temptation of God's name and hid in the shadows, Bran had already begun a new move. After a period of observation and reflection, he decided that he had to be a pioneer as he had done before.

He must let the intelligent beings see the key point of death, the soul of the deceased, and make them re-understand and think about death. He needs people to believe that faith is the boat that will carry the soul to the place of hope after death.

With this in mind, some people are about to set out or have already set off.

......

At this time, the people in the camp were attracted by the inky dragon in the sky, and even the old dragon Nita rose from the ground.

Maya is coming!

It swirled and flipped in the sky, roaring from time to time. Announce its coming to the small camp below, and to the vast world.

After showing off his might, he flew into the distance in the surprised eyes of everyone. Seeing this, the old dragon Nita also rose into the air and chased after him.

Before the nitas arrived, the voice came first: "What are you going to do?"

"Spread Death!"

A heavy thing was said by the excited Maya very easily, even with a hint of pleasure.

It's been 10 years!

Squatting on the small black dragon cliff, watching the vast world around him gradually be occupied by the gods, watching everything that belonged to Bran gradually dissipate, his heart was already filled with resentment.

Although she knew that all this was an internal affair of the Northlands, a family affair of Bran, and had nothing to do with it, Maya just couldn't accept it.

Bran returned, but he didn't see it for a long time. Even if it is not visible on the surface, Maya's heart is gradually feeling lost. It sat on the Black Dragon Cliff and quietly looked at Northland City, hoping to see Bran a day earlier.

In anticipation, Bran finally arrived.

As he had been ten years before, Bran appeared silently beside the idol, smiling at it and Erin. In ten years, Bran has not changed anything. Whether it's the appearance, or the voice......

As if able to read it and Erin's heart, Bran said unhurriedly, "Sooner or later, you will find that time does not mean much to us. ”

"So, what makes sense?" asked Erin, with a hint of annoyance.

Bran tapped his forehead, "Memory—"

Exhaling softly, Bran continued: "Those memories and emotions that cannot be erased by time,—— ”

Hearing this answer, Erin smiled, "I thought you forgot about this place, like Zoya who hasn't thought about coming here for ten years."

By the way, is she okay?"

"She's fine, don't worry. As you know, we wizards spend a lot of time immersed in the sea of magic and listening to the sound of the magic. ”

Erin was a little surprised, "She can't have been listening for ten years, right?"

Bran spread his hands, "That's just the way it is. You feel like a long decade, maybe only a moment in Zoya's perception, and wizards often act by perception.

Of course, so do I. ”

After explaining for Zoya and for himself, Bran looked around and exclaimed, "It's already a big family." ”

"What, you're going to pick us up too?"

Bran shook his head, "I don't have any plans yet. You may not know that my place is not very suitable for ordinary people, but sooner or later, you will go there one day, so there is no need to rush. ”

Erin remembered the recent rumors and couldn't help but laugh: "Do you mean death?"

Bran shrugged slightly, acquiescing.

"When the time comes, you'll greet me, right?"

Bran opened his arms, "I will personally greet you as long as you want." ”

"And now?"

"I want to hear your opinions before making a decision. With a sigh, Bran continued, "What you may not know is that it is about to embark on a journey with no end in sight. It doesn't matter whether there is victory or defeat, let alone justice or evil. It's just a wizard-led path of expansion guided by magic. ”

Erin thought for a moment and asked, "What do you get out of this?"

"Death, or I will replace death, as some kind of symbol or symbol. ”

"Do you mean the Grim Reaper?"

"Who can tell if death or rebirth? ”

Erin was skeptical, "Oh?"

"Death is just the dreamless sleep of life forgetting the past, the preparation for a new life. Bran paused slightly, "The world used to be like this, but it wasn't done very neatly.

Like Ayman, your former brother. ”

Erin's face sank, and she asked nervously, "What's wrong with him?"

"On the surface, there's nothing wrong with him. But here—" Bran pointed to his head, "something went wrong with memory, something was replaced. Or rather, he took back his old memories. ”

Erin couldn't accept the news for a moment, "Why are those wizards okay?"

"There's no exact same magic, even if it comes from the same tributary. When it is injected into our body, it provides strength and at the same time forms some kind of protection.

And Ayman is just an ordinary person in this life. ”

Bran sighed, "Or maybe the real reason has nothing to do with any of this, he's just extremely dissatisfied with the status quo." Both the family that gave birth to him and the people who provided him with shelter were disgusting to him.

He needed a reason to leave everything behind. ”

"You didn't do anything to him, did you?"

"Huh!" Bran shook his head with a smile, "we just watched secretly for a while. Not only him, but several others like him, just none like him.

Now Aiman is a different person. Although he still retains the identity of a dragon rider, it is a rational choice.

I don't want to ruin the relationship between your siblings, but I just want to remind you to be careful when you meet him, because the former Aiman is dead. ”

After a moment of silence, Bran added, "Moreover, he is loyal to an object that requires your attention, my brother Adam. ”

"Adam, so what?"

In the face of Erin's question, Bran did not continue to explain, "In short, you should be careful of Adam's people in the future and try to keep your distance. ”

Bran reached out and gently stroked Maya's outstretched head, "There are some things that the less people know, the better, like the real relationship between us." ”

Erin felt a little big, and looked at Maya and Bran suspiciously, but Bran didn't explain further.

"There are some secrets, just dig up your own time, and it may add a lot of fun to the long years. ”

Maya asked her top concern, "What do you want us to do?"

"Spread death. ”

Maya was stunned for a moment, and then said excitedly: "Like you used to be?"

"Yes—"

......

In the camp, Aiman stepped out of the shadows and stared at the black dots in the sky for a moment. He didn't know why he was hiding, and why he had a familiar girl in his mind.

Although it bears the name Ayman, it is only a choice for convenience. However, when he saw the inky dragon in the sky, his heart sank.

Maya –

He knew that the person he called his sister in this life was about to appear, which made Aiman a little at a loss.

Sister?

Some people who don't want to think about it come back to mind, fathers, mothers, and friends......

For ten years, he first took the dragoon into his hands little by little, and then broke off the connection with the East Coast. For the strength-minded dragoons, it wasn't much of a problem to master them. The hard part is to cut off their past.

He thought he had done it......

One after another, dragoons came behind him, waiting for his orders.

However, there were some commands that he could not utter.

Aiman withdrew his gaze from afar, and slowly swept over the seemingly peaceful camp, and everything was in chaos. - his heart, the people around him.

What exactly does Adam want to do?

While everyone sees Adam as an ordinary person, Aiman has his own jealousy. It is enough to have an unforgettable lesson in this kind of thing.

Adam sat on the throne and watched him harass the dragoon, and watched him walk to the throne to show his loyalty. He saw in Adam another kind of strength, calmness, tolerance, and the wisdom that produced it all.

Perhaps, it was because of having such a sister and younger brother that forced Adam to have such wisdom. Either way, Aiman thinks that this wisdom is enough to control a group of his subordinates, including him.

In particular, there is such a younger brother and sister to support him.

It's just that why did Adam give himself such an order?

......

In the Netherworld Judgment Hall, Pachu looked at the corpse still sitting on the chair and did not move. Although he also thought about letting his body into the ground, he was stopped by Bran. As the first person to die in the Netherworld, Bran wanted to see what followed.

But after all this time, there was no movement of the corpse, as if it had fallen asleep.

Although he had been looking forward to death, when death came in an unexpected way, Pachu was faintly disappointed. Now, he not only retains the ability he had in life, but also has new power. It's just that how all this happened, Pachu still hasn't figured it out.

There are still busy people around him, but they don't have the same hustle and bustle as before. In the confusion of cluelessness, order is slowly forming, and people have mostly found their place.

It's just that those who are idle are still idle, and those who are busy are still busy.

There was another snoring at the main entrance, and it was Charlotte's dogs, who saw that their owners were asleep, and they were also lazy. Buzz frowned and threw a volume of copy there, and the snoring stopped. Accompanied by Charlotte's crisp reprimand, stupid dog, dare to be lazy! A big dog sent the copywriter back.

Yier frowned slightly, took the lead to take the copy from the dog's mouth, and complained in a low voice: "Forgot what was torn apart last time?"

Buzz scratched his head, "A little jealous for a moment. ”

With a little sourness, Yir made a pun: "What is there to be jealous of a few watchdogs?"

With that, the hammer returned to his position.

Yes, jealousy!

There was no one in the Hall of Judgment who wasn't jealous of Charlotte, not even her friend Shaja. It's just that with the exception of Charlotte, Bran has been unhappy with everyone's work lately. Although he will not directly accuse someone every time he appears, he will carry a few dogs and praise them violently, and after praising the dogs, he will praise Charlotte as the owner by the way, which really makes others uncomfortable.

Saja leaned over to Pachu, "Teacher......"

Pachu motioned to the top of the hall, "What do you think is that?"

"Throne. ”

"Fate—"

Saja didn't react for a while, "Fate?"

"Yes, fate! Glory and disgrace, rise and fall, everything we have is inseparable from it. Unlike in the past, you, me, and them finally have a clear goal in front of us.

Don't be jealous, Charlotte was just the first to know where she was, and we're still trying to get higher. But either way, it's our own choice around fate.

Remember – it's a choice, not a competition.

There are so many seats here that there's no need to stare at one place. And it's not ordinary, and we're not dealing with a mortal. Whichever location is chosen, we are only responsible for it.

Just like Charlotte, she just needs to guard the door and don't pay attention to the attitude of others. ”

"Teacher?"

"I'm leaving, going out into the world to spread death. And with myself - to prove the existence of death......"