Three years was a rare time of leisure for Bran. And he believes that this time will continue for some time.

Because of her red eyes, my sister rushed back to the sea of magic to create her own weapon, but some things depend on talent. It's not that it can't be done, but it takes more time and effort.

"Slow work makes fine work", Bran comforted the crowd watching the excitement while worrying for his sister. He felt his hands itch!

At present, many things are moving and changing according to inertia, and there is no need to invest more energy. He didn't want someone to break the atmosphere and add unnecessary trouble at this time.

That's good! My sister's flawless clone gives him more buffer time. The Night Believers who have stepped into another world are therefore able to calmly carry out their plans. There they will open the Age of Darkness, leaving a trail that belongs to the night. For example, darkness, moonlight, and death......

Although he achieved his goal in Qiming, Bran didn't think it could be considered a success. Because a broken, withered world cannot perfectly interpret the meaning of life.

So, he decided to make a change – to leave more life for himself and others. The world will be shrouded in darkness, but it must not be ruined.

This time, he wanted to leave more mark, as he had planned years ago – to build a divine system.

......

Three years ago, Adam and the War Witch had finally caught his attention in a treasure trove.

Those points of light don't appeal to him in any way, but only for him. It shouldn't be the case for other people, otherwise why didn't my sister mean to give it away?

The reason for this was speculated at the time. The crystallization of the precipitation in the fire of faith can only be related to faith. I don't have an appeal to myself, maybe because it's a crystallization of faith that doesn't belong to me.

If you want to prove your speculation, you can only experiment, using yourself and others. Some people naturally become test subjects. For example, Edge, Dani......

Three years! Bran only hated the two of them for having too few believers. It is still far from waiting for the flame of faith that belongs to them to converge into a raging momentum.

Fortunately, the flame of faith that belongs to night and death has become more and more intense, and has precipitated corresponding crystals.

Even if it is just a glimmer of pan-belief out of recognition, the two worlds are already very impressive. Moreover, those who are deceased, after entering the netherworld, will leave more or less humble promises or begs out of fear.

He had not paid attention to the wisps of pan-faith before, and had not taken into account the huge base. Just like everyone else, focus on those who are devout believers, unwilling to spend energy to disturb and purify these scattered sparks. If you don't want to get the crystallization as soon as possible, I'm afraid you will continue to let it go.

The first to condense is the crystallization of death. When he held it, Bran immediately gave birth to a glimmer of realization—authority! This is the interpretation of death by all spirits, and to possess it is to have part of the power of death.

It's just that it takes more time to refine before it can go further. So Bran, like Lily, threw the crystals back into the Flame of Faith, hoping that it would continue to absorb the power of all spirits and bring him even greater surprises.

Interpretation –

Bran doesn't think that all souls can really interpret death perfectly, just as he can't give someone else a power that doesn't belong to him. Part of his body has completely merged with a certain part of death, and it is up to him to decide how to interpret it.

When he thought of this, he suddenly realized that perhaps in the process of growing up, these wizards had already become the embodiment of a certain phenomenon.

- Light for example, dark night for example.

They were already in tune with something, the moment they became wizards. In the darkness, all souls stepped in at the right time, giving and confirming more authority on them.

I am the night, whether anyone interprets it or not, I am who I am.

From this point of view, no matter who the crystallization falls into, it can't actually change some facts. However, to avoid unnecessary trouble, it is still necessary to be more careful.

Crystals, like them, are actually some kind of concreteness. The only difference is that you don't have an independent will. This also explains why Adam and his ilk are crazy.

A mighty power without an owner, even if they don't know what it is. But as a member of all spirits, instinct dictates their actions.

Neither Adam nor the War Witch had touched the source power of the sea of magic as he had hoped, nor did they belong to the source of faith like him, so they were naturally powerless to resist this temptation.

Since they are powerless to fight, then they cannot be expected to control it. Moreover, these crystals have no connection with their faith in the slightest, and how can they control them.

......

In the Hall of Judgment, Bran has been on the throne for almost three years. With his presence, the whole hall became solemn. The wind of the soul that passed through the hall no longer emitted an annoying whistling.

Even if the figure caught in the throne was not conspicuous, there was some invisible aura that made everyone feel a little suffocated. It became clear that the pressure was not intentional, but that they knew their king well.

They have accompanied their king all the way to the present, watching him transform from a mortal to a true god.

The once familiar and ordinary figure has gradually become different. I don't know when a strange aura lingered around him, suffocating and making people dare not look directly.

Three years! This breath has become more and more intense.

Occasionally, Flowey would appear in his arms, which was also a time for everyone to breathe a sigh of relief. Because with the appearance of Huahua, the aura of the compelling person will weaken a little.

As a result, there were some speculations in private. For example, what bothered their king that made him ponder, and what kind of news did the black cat bring each time?

In a cautious way, three years passed in a flash. The figure on the throne makes simple things no longer so simple, and everyone is careful to handle the affairs at hand. Even ghost dogs are already trotting on tiptoe with their tails between their legs.

The hard work paid off for them—even the most unruly Ghost Rider was now able to deter most of the dead.

At this time, Buzz was looking at the deceased in front of him, frowning slightly. He had long heard that there was a small group of people who believed in both light and night, and were equally religious.

Unexpectedly, today he met ......

If that's all there is, it won't make him frown. Although there was some trouble with how to arrange where to go, it was Charlotte's trouble. He just threw it silently, and then waited for the excitement later.

However, he couldn't.

For three years, he somehow gained the power to read the lives of the dead.

Khan - Nicole's father, the person who has had the most direct contact with the king in the night. Although that kind of contact is more appropriate to describe as 'hitting', this man has always been proud of it.

All those who have had intimate contact with the king should not be waiting, even if that contact is a beating. It's a pity! This is the netherworld, so you can't invite you to sit down and talk about some family things.

After a moment's hesitation, Baz got up and personally sent Khan to Charlotte's side. This eye-catching move immediately alerted Charlotte.

"How?"

"The father of the Great Sacrifice Nicole, the one who was 'raised' by my king himself. ”

Seizing the opportunity, Khan interjected and explained: "Just a few slaps. ”

This left Buzz and Charlotte speechless......

Khan was not afraid, for he had known long ago that the god he worshipped, the Night, was also the embodiment of death. Unfortunately, he never knew how to include death in his prayers.

This made him miss his daughter Nicole in the following years. If she were still around, she would be able to offer the perfect prayer.

"Is my daughter okay?"

This is a question that Buzz and Charlotte don't know how to answer. How can they have the energy to care about things outside?

Just as the three of them looked at each other awkwardly, a loud voice came from the direction of the throne - "It's not very good. ”

As the sound sounded, countless dead people fell to the ground......