Chapter 800: Windows

After hearing the story, Dia's eyes couldn't help but flicker, and she asked Bran what he thought about this? Bran still had an indifferent attitude, "Sit here and watch, do you still want to pick up the window?"

Belch......

If it was in the past, Dia would have jumped to her feet, but this time she only raised her eyebrows slightly, and then the sly smile immediately bloomed when her eyebrows fell.

"Can you try to provoke me every time you don't want to go into details? โ€

Bran tilted his head and glanced at Dia: "Some things, some touches are just the wind blowing in the face, and when it passes, it passes." For me, it's someone else's business, someone else's thoughts, and someone else's choice. I just have to sit here and watch quietly. โ€

"You're really not going to make a move?"

"If I make a move, it's okay if I don't take advantage, but if I take advantage, I'll be in trouble. When the time comes, there will be a few thrones in my hometown, will I sit or not?

You see, if I help you to subdue the other war witches and make them obey you, will they obey you?"

"What if I surrender you first, and then let you die for me?"

"Uh-" Bran said word by word after a change of tone, "I-v-v-no-pinch-die-you!"

Dia, who pulled back a city, gently lifted her chin to expose her white and tender neck, and posed as if you were pinching it and trying it. Bran reluctantly turned his head and ignored her. Dia didn't want to let it go, "You really don't meddle in the affairs of the clan anymore?"

Bran shook his head, "I've been meddling, and I've been trying to quit." For me, no move can escape the suspicion of meddling. All I can do is try to minimize the impact of certain aspects and downplay my existence. โ€

Dia snorted, "Downplayed, that's nice!"

"Uh, you have an opinion?"

"No, it's just annoying to see you like this!"

"Heh-" Bran shook his head away from the subject, "I haven't seen my uncle in a long time, what has he been up to lately?"

"You should know better than me what he's busy with. โ€

"Wellโ€”" Bran sighed, "I mean, aren't you going to help?"

Dia also sighed, "At the beginning, we said with great fanfare that we wanted to explore the Void, and then all kinds of servants and resources made a lot of money, how can we turn back now?"

"What's so bad? Just be shameless. โ€

"Heh, that's what you can do. After irony, Dia explained softly, "We want to find something to deal with, and first patrol the areas that you can't juggle." โ€

Bran shook his head and continued to sarcastically: "By the way, let's see if we can hit the big luck and pick a feng shui treasure." โ€

"Do you have a better way?"

"What better way to do it? I'm also hitting the ground running. โ€

Bran inadvertently slipped his mouth, which immediately caught Dia's attention: "Luck, what are you doing secretly? โ€

After saying that, Bran didn't want to continue to hide it: "Exploring the Void is what you fought with the witch before. It's just this kind of thing, it really makes people feel hopeless. If you can't go back with the power of the magic sea, then it's like an ant gnawing on a bone, and this bone is too big. โ€

Bran raised his hand and tapped it, revealing a huge canopy in front of him: "You may not have noticed that even though the magic net has been spread out along with the canopy, the magic of the wizard's backtracking still points straight to home. This is the only way to expand rapidly at the moment, and we can only eat away little by little. It's slower, but it's better than doing nothing.

Also, I hope that my hometown can be prosperous and stable, and this is why there will not be too much turmoil. I'm not sitting here doing nothing, at least until all the wizards return, and I'm going to avoid too much upheaval. Not just the turmoil in this world, but also the magic that comes with it.

You also know that we are in contact with more and more tributaries, but you may not know that we need to keep our magic unobscured.

I have a lot to push and a lot to procrastinate.

The priests already have a set of proven training methods to make themselves more religious. And so many worlds have been opened, even the heap should be piled up with a few godheads. โ€

Speaking of this, Bran raised his hand and tapped his forehead: "Don't you feel strange?"

Dia blinked with a pair of big eyes and a stunned expression, "You're making trouble!"

Bran spread his hands, "No, I'm trying to establish order. At first, I was a little tired of being sent to study with my own priests. But after observing it for a while, it dawned on me that this might be a very good opportunity. An opportunity to straighten out the teachings and doctrines of all parties.

After all, we are a whole, and we must reach some consensus and produce a tacit understanding that does not need to be spoken. However, we were so entangled that even if I did not want to be bound by it, I had to be constrained by it.

Take you as an example, although I really want to slap you to death, I can't do it. And I know that if I really shot you to death, then I will definitely regret it. Sitting here, looking at the grievances and grievances in the world, some things that were not very transparent before gradually became clear. Only those who are closest to you will have all kinds of friction with you at close range, and all kinds of contradictions will continue to accumulate. So, I'm really annoyed with you, but I can't help but care about you.

Alas, the goodness of outsiders is nothing but the illusory beauty produced by distance, and the boredom of you is the truth that I cannot give up.

This is probably what it is, love and kill each other......"

Dia's expression stiffened for a moment, and then said viciously: "Get out, less flesh." โ€

As he spoke, he leaned towards Bran. As if he didn't notice Dia's small movements, Bran continued: "In love and killing, it is difficult for me to convince you. Besides, I'm not a patient person. Until one day, I suddenly figured out - why should I convince you?

If you want to be divine, if you want to collect the authority scattered among all spirits, then you will inevitably be affected by it. It's not hard to understand that, just as I influence my own followers, and in turn be influenced by them. From the moment we decide to become gods, from the moment we have a wish in our hearts, we will carry the will of all spirits. โ€

Dia duly answered, "So, you think of these sacrifices. โ€

Bran nodded, "Yes, I built that sacrificial city, a gladiatorial arena that belongs to them. Don't frown, there are many ways to fight, and sometimes it's more sinister.

Fortunately, faith is based on our existence, and the priests just need to find a reasonable explanation. โ€

Dia laughed a few times, "It's just?reasonable? โ€

Bran shrugged slightly, "It's not us who are making the effort, of course it's easy." At the behest of our sorcerers, the 'first sacrifices' were unforgiving. After all, we need to initially build a harmonious and open god system, not suppress others. โ€

Dia sneered, "Hey, I've heard that those 'first sacrifices' fought fiercely with each other. โ€

"Well, there's still a fair amount of competition. โ€

"Phew, the good and the bad, it's all up to you. โ€

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