Bran was also laughing, some things were bad after all, no wonder I always felt something wrong in the past two years.

Back then, everything was born out of fear. It is precisely because of fear that there is today's darkness, light, and the gods of the world. The funny thing is that he is gradually losing the fear of people, let alone the respect that comes from fear.

For a moment, he even had a hint of impulse......

However, watching the many familiar figures shuttling through the chaotic world, the impulse finally turned into an inaudible sigh. I can no longer act recklessly like I did back then......

Good means, really good means!

Bran secretly gave a thumbs up to Frost Leaf and Whisper, but it was just a little wrong. Since when did you become a corpse collector?

Since when have people lost their reverence for themselves?

In the first place, why did you believe those nonsense?

It is true that "death" should not be the cause of death, but his authority is not only death, but only envelops it in the night.

Bran, although he had suppressed the impulse in his heart, had already made waves. He, as an immature deity who has not yet truly embraced this identity, still has a very shallow understanding of this realm.

If he wasn't paying attention to the fragile movements, he should have noticed that in the netherworld's back garden, in the bubble of night and death, two rays of light flashed at the same time.

Unfortunately, he didn't.

After all, this was the first time that Fragile acted autonomously, how could he not care?

While caring, I also noticed the clansmen who appeared one after another. Others, even if he looks angry, it's not easy to do anything, but Meow Meow is his own bear child......

......

When she saw the fragility, Meow Meow began to laugh heartlessly. But he didn't want to be happy and sad, and suddenly a kick appeared out of thin air, kicked heavily on the buttocks, and interrupted his joy with a familiar touch.

It didn't take long for the people who fled from the inn to be intercepted by Meowmeow. He looked up and down with critical eyes before he said in a disgusted tone, "Rubbish!"

Looking at the divine lines on Meowmeow's face, a group of people bowed their heads and acquiesced to this evaluation. To be called a waste by a god is not a glory, but it is definitely not an insult.

"How long do you think you'll be able to escape, or do you not even think about fighting back, waiting for your former companion to take your life?"

As he spoke, Meow Meow pouted: "Your luck is good, the people over there annoyed the elders of my family a little, so I decided to find a master for you lost dogs."

Don't look at me like that, am I like a person who takes in waste?"

Meow meow grinded her teeth and vented her grievances through words as she put the account on the other side of the inn.

With a wry smile, Aitch took over the words: "Whether you want to or not, I will be your master from today onwards." Save you for the time being, but I don't want you to die too easily. So in the coming period, I'm going to teach you how to use your gifts. ”

As he spoke, Aitch looked up at the inn, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "If you talk about strength among the gods, my younger brother, Dark Night, should be the best." The world you have stumbled upon is only an insignificant illusion derived from his immense power.

Don't be surprised, when power reaches that level, the line between real and illusory will cease to exist.

And you, being able to discover and harness the power of that world, even if it is only a small amount, is enough to show that the talent is extraordinary.

It's just that the luck is a little bit worse.

It is not because you have done anything wrong, but because your excellent performance has attracted our attention. At the moment of attention, some things are predestined, such as one of you will become a whetstone for others.

Hey—

What was supposed to be a simple thing was complicated by the ignorant brothers. Fortunately, you have a turnaround, and unfortunately, a turnaround makes things even more brutal.

Either way, it's a rare opportunity. If you don't put yourself in their shoes, I'm sure many people would hope that they are in this position, not you.

Because, the power that people dream of is right in front of you. What you are suffering, and what you will suffer, is nothing compared to it. ”

Speaking of this, Aitch sighed secretly. It can be said that nothing has been achieved in these years, but he has grown a lot in terms of persuasive eloquence.

No matter what purpose Bran shoved people into his own hands, he would not waste them easily. Although these people will continue to wear and tear in battles and fights, they will also attract more people to join like a snowball.

And what he's going to do is make sure the snowball actually rolls. For him and Bran, it was a game with no losers.

Most importantly, he will learn a lot from it......

......

Just as Blanca pulled Aitch and tried to make some small movements, Maya, who had been sleeping with her head in her arms for recent years, slowly opened her eyes. Just now, a murmured murmur suddenly sounded in the dream, telling it that it was time to wake up.

Awake......

Disturbed, it followed the sound with a nameless fire. At the end of the dream, in the midst of nothingness and chaos, two glimmers lit up, and then the glimmer of light slowly turned into eyes. Under the reflection of the eyes, another silhouette emerged from all around, gradually outlining the familiar figure......

Maya, who woke up, got up unhurriedly, shook her neck slightly, and was about to ask someone about the situation, when a knight hurriedly ran over.

"You're awake—

It seems that something big has just happened, and the bishop is calling everyone over. ”

Yes, something big is happening!

Not long ago, Nicole, who was concentrating on writing the canon, was suddenly touched, and the image of the god suddenly became clear in her heart.

Nope-

It's not clear, the face of the deity hasn't changed over the years. From the first time I saw it, it has always been like that - it has never changed in my heart forever.

No matter how many years go by, no matter how the world changes, it will always be the same.

That's—

Contact!

There was a glimmer of connection that made her feel it clearly......

Accompanied by the connection is an extremely vague whisper, which is really too vague. So much so that she could neither hear nor understand. But for some reason, her heart could feel it.

After a slight shock, even if she was as steady as her, she couldn't hide the excitement and ecstasy in her heart.

Call together!

Not to show it to all, but to seal it. The devotion of the Night Sacrifice is unquestionable, so she shouldn't be the only one who makes contact or has a sense of it.

It may even be that someone sensed it before her. In fact, as she expected, when many sacrifices and high priests gathered, he saw that some people also had unconcealable joy on their faces......

Before she could say much, a string of heavy footsteps interrupted the discussion. Maya, who didn't know what humility was, unceremoniously squeezed through the crowd and stood in front of her.

Before she could explain, Maya had already spoken first: "It's about the father-

Uh-

God?"

This made Nicole speechless for a while, there are some things that even if everyone has already guessed, you have to be more subtle, right?

Nicole, who shook her head secretly, followed Maya's words and said, "Yes, father-

Ahem......

We—

Some of us connected with it and we were able to feel its gaze......"

When she said this, Nicole's face was filled with joy, happiness, and a hint of pride......