Lily did know Bran well, and as soon as the Godhead entered his body, he was hit by the magic power, and the sparkling light began to scatter.

At first, it didn't attract Bran's attention, thinking that it was just scum that couldn't withstand the impact, and let them go around with the waves. Because he believed in his own power, whether it was a magically favored wizard or anything else, it would dissolve into nothingness in his body. The difference is only the length of time.

Unexpectedly, the glittering brilliance did not decrease, but spread with the waves. Some of them are gradually deposited like river sand, and some of them are raised one after another, and they never have the intention of falling.

This amuses the unknown Bran, but there are too many interesting things in this world, and one more or less is not enough to get attention for a long time, even if it is his own body. And there are many things that don't need to be thought about because the body reacts instinctively. Since there is no reaction, then it is mostly dispensable.

As always, he lost interest and decided to let it go and let time tell. It's just that when Bran loses interest, Flowey comes to the spirit. In fact, when the light of the stars began to scatter, it stood aside. But it just squinted lazily and didn't make any further movements.

Until, Lily, made that announcement.

With that announcement, it blinked its eyes suddenly, and its previous laziness was swept away. It had heard something like it before, but it had never cared before. With Brangr, what kind of magical sound has not been heard? grandiose, small, loud, feminine, blah blah blah. Compared to that, the voices made by Lily or other wizards were nothing compared to that. Even if they take that step, they are still attached to the existence of the tributary. Only this time it seemed to be a little different, the magic net was faintly turbulent, and the echo of the tributaries came into its ears.

Ying and!?

In Flowey's cognition, only Bran can obtain the echo of many tributaries. That represents recognition, protection, and strength.

Why does it consider this the safest nest?

Not just because of the Bran, but because they are always under the protection of these tributaries. In this state, I'm afraid nothing can really threaten it and Bran.

After tilting his head and listening carefully for a while, he gradually understood part of the reason, but it was enough for Flowey to guess everything. So, it turned its attention to the stars that rippled with the waves.

Yes, staying here is for them. It's just a matter of waiting and seeing, because it knows that anything that falls into Bran's belly is bound to change. That's instinct, and there's no need to do it at all, just like these little bits of brilliance that have completed the differentiation in front of you.

Out of the beast's instincts, it thought it wasn't enough. Like a hunt, patience always pays off, but it doesn't want to wait any longer.

As a result, the area carrying the starlight vibrated slightly, and there were circles of ripples. A thicker wisp of ink crept on, quickly skimming the starlight. Then the starlight suddenly dimmed, and it fell as quickly as if it had lost its support.

After the ink passed, Flowey opened its mouth and inhaled, and the starlight fell into its belly like a match. As the starlight entered the abdomen, the godhead also shone brightly, and two pillars of light fell directly on its body. And it, like a kitten basking in the sun, squinted its eyes again.

......

In the distance, Lily, surrounded by the flow of light, was satisfied. The wings stretched out from the back became dazzling, and countless brilliance turned into cyclones and swam on it. Just as Bran wrapped countless tributaries around his torso, turning them into mottled skins, the wings were doing similar changes.

Now, she finally understood why her brother always looked like he didn't care. These streams of light recognized her and were turning into a force to protect her. Someone may be able to defeat her, but it will be much harder to hurt her.

It's like my brother said - if I can't fight, I can run. It's true, if he wants to run, no one can stop him. Even if you can find him in the sea of magic, it can't be how. Protected by layers of tributaries, no one could really reach him.

Moreover, the tributaries that protect him continue to grow.

Hah-

What a cunning guy, no wonder he continues to fulfill his oath. Perhaps, the younger brother is turning those tributaries into his own home, weaving his lair like a goblin.

yes, the lair, and the goblins.

With the body of the god forged, Lily also found a way to improve the little fairy Lijia. No matter what kind of life it is, it is one of all living beings after all. As long as it is one of the sentient beings, then the innate body is the best vessel.

It's just, where did Lijia go?

As she searched for Lija, a strange cry came through the magic web.

- Flowey!

That's right, it's Huahua! Just now, I forgot about it.

Unlike before, there was a magic that responded to its cry, and there were more than it could be......