As Bran applied various experiments to Jonah, the dead were terrified, and one by one they disappeared as if they had never appeared. The city seemed more and more empty, and only Jonah's howl echoed here.

When night fell, Bran finally stopped moving, and Jonah was discarded to the ground like a tattered boo.

"Please, kill me. He muttered.

But Bran didn't respond, and sat there silently, gradually merging with the night.

Jonah struggled to his feet, trying to get out of here, but only a few steps before he felt like he hit a wall and was bounced back. Bran didn't want to let him go yet, there were still many tests to be done, and everything was just beginning.

As the night grew thicker and thicker, a jerky feeling arose out of thin air, as if it had turned into a swamp, trying to pull the people trapped in it into the depths of the earth. Jonah was also affected, and his body sank to the ground, but was quickly pulled out by another force.

A feeling of powerlessness swept through Jonah's body. If he could do it all over again, he would never provoke this guy again. He had always thought he was decisive and spicy enough, and he was determined enough, but now he realized that he was nothing more than a joke.

In the face of absolute strength, everything is a joke.

He had always thought that Bran was a very good person to get along with and easy to deal with. Bran's indecision was, in his opinion, stupidity. If I had this power, he had fantasized about it again and again. Use this power to change the heavens and the earth, to use this power to control this land, to control all people, all wealth, near and far. He wants to give to everyone!

Now, someone is using this power to take what he wants. He began to not want this kind of person, this kind of power.

Someone walked this way, slowly but surely. The torch in his hand burned with difficulty, and it seemed that it would be extinguished at any moment. The torch was just a cloud of orange-red light, and the light and heat it emitted were swallowed up a few feet away.

A strange voice rang out, "Bran, I know it's you, no one but you can get to this place." ”

"And what are you?" a voice sounded directly in his head.

"Heh, a loser, an old guy you let go. As the words had reached the statue, he brought the torch in front of him, and the light of the fire illuminated his downcast, vicissitudes of life—Hall.

Bran gradually broke away from the night, looked at Hall close at hand, and sighed, "Why bother? Erin has been worried about you. I had come to collect your body, but when I arrived, I found out that you were alive and well. ”

"You already knew I was here?"

"You brought the ring I gave to Aiman, how could I not know?"

Hall raised his hand hesitantly, "What do you mean, these are not just accessories?"

Bran smiled, "Originally, it was a casual accessory, but later I realized that there were other uses. For example, I now know that you relied on it to avoid the attacks of the dead. ”

"Do these dead have anything to do with you?"

"Nope. ”

"That?"

"It's more about the magic attribute, and the cause here is also related to magic. Did you find anything?"

"No, the dead will appear during the day and disappear at night. When I first arrived, there were still sporadic dead people wandering around at night. ”

"Get out of here, stay in the Northland for a few days, meet Erin, and meet your people. ”

"Can I still go see them like this?"

"Let's go, this is no longer the place for you to stay. ”

Hall's eyes reflected the beating firelight, and his tone became urgent, "Did you make a discovery?"

"There's some kind of magic there's in there, and it's weird, it's weird. Bran explained.

"That's it?"

"Do you believe in souls?"

"Soul?"

Bran threw Jonah in front of Hale, a scholar, a scholar who had just died. "I watched his soul fall out of his body, watched his soul linger near the corpse.

Time is still short, so he still retains a certain emotion in his life. But soon he will join the ranks of those who have died, and gradually become another person, another being, a very radical transformation. ”