Chapter 403: Anger of the Crowd

Everyone said that they would leave without delay, and even faintly relieved. The pressure Bran brought to them was too great, and even if several forces had gathered in one place, Bran would still come through the night and leave before dawn.

By this point in the battle, everyone had noticed the strangeness of Bran. There is a certain general trend in the night that responds to him, not the most direct power bonus, but a subtle, indescribable charm.

It's just that when you taste this aftertaste, you will inevitably have bursts of bitterness and fear. But it was not they who really experienced bitterness and fear at this time, but someone else.

Northland Harbor was littered by the planks of a few human heads. Standing or falling, with a look of despair, facing different directions.

If you want to see all these heads, you have to circle them. This shows that the people who discarded them put a little thought into it.

At first, people just thought that they had encountered another scene of killing chickens and monkeys. While being cautious and vigilant, he began to inquire about which unlucky ghost was treated as a human being.

But after checking each other, they found that all the families were safe.

So, where did these heads come from? Why are they here? With this question in mind, someone dared to come closer. Then I found out that these heads were still alive!

After hearing the news, many people were itchy and came to watch with curiosity. And the Necromantic Knights, who maintain order here, did not stop it, which made the number of onlookers more and more.

There are even good people who have made bets to speculate how many days these heads will survive. After three or five days passed, people gradually felt that something was wrong.

After a few days of wind and sun, there was no change in those heads. Some kind of force is supporting and protecting them, and it will last for a long time.

At this time, people did not think of a possibility, thinking that this was only a punishment method for the Grand Wizard. It's just that they can't understand what these people have done to be treated so cruelly.

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Faced with this situation, Anvina couldn't help but feel sad that the rabbit was dead and the fox was sad. She sent a letter to Bran, hoping that he would recognize his location.

To use this method to treat other transcendent beings is not only to humiliate the other person, but also to humiliate himself. If people were to know who these people really were, how would he behave himself?

How to deal with yourself?

This made Bran, who was about to take back a few heads, curious. How are you going to behave with yourselves? So there was a short sign next to the head......

This annoyed Anvina, but she was helpless. Just like this calculation, it backfired in the end.

She provided some information about Bran, but not all. originally hoped that the two sides could fight to defeat both sides, and she would come forward to clean up the mess.

But the information she carefully provided seemed to be unhelpful, and the attackers were afraid of it. It would have been better to let this group of people fall directly to death, but it would put both sides in a situation where they were fighting against the water.

The amphibious attack is still anticlimactic, and the repeated tossing and turning has only ended in disgrace. And this time, even their allies are beginning to waver.

If there is a next time, I believe everyone will think about it carefully.

Bran taught them a vivid lesson in power. In many cases, I even have the feeling of a sudden realization, but it can still be like this! It's just that the price of this lesson is a bit great.

Anvina couldn't help but secretly rejoice, fortunately, only as a bystander. And as a bystander, she was able to see many details.

Now, Anvina is no longer so confident.

Bran has already shown so many strange methods, is there really no way to deal with her, and the other Northland wizards who are still hiding behind Bran really can't find a single one who can restrain her?

As Bran demonstrated, always keep the back hand, and the hole cards seem endless. When you are in the grip of victory and get carried away with your pride, he seizes the opportunity to deliver the fatal blow.

He had no weaknesses, at least Anvina couldn't find Bran's. As the fight progressed, Bran played more relaxed and bolder. Those people became his whetstones, making him sharper.

Avena was a little confused, and Bran seemed to be showing another level of power, a power that was closer to the source.

This is not right. Everyone had crossed that threshold, and all of them flowed with the purest and most primitive magic.

But when fighting on the magically barren ocean, Anvina felt a big difference. Something has been echoing and enveloping him. The power does not belong to him, but it is responding positively to him.

That power is ancient and primitive, and it seems to be eternal. It is in the body of every living being, between this heaven and earth, and even far beyond this heaven and earth. And Bran also seemed to sense this force through a series of fierce battles. Perhaps it was because of this that Bran developed contempt for them.

Thinking about Bran, Anvena felt really old. Over the years, she gradually forgot the concept of aging, thinking that it would go on like this forever. Those young people will always be just insignificant specks of dust in the cycle, brushing away layer after layer.

An Weina couldn't help but sigh that creation made people, and a sense of powerlessness also arose. With emotion, his eyes naturally fell on the pool of foresight of the newborn in the port, and he couldn't help frowning slightly.

Now that things have happened, she suddenly has doubts about the pool of foresight. Is the ancient pool of foresight really guiding them, and where will the guidance and foreshadowing they seek lead them?

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Anvina looked up at Bran, who didn't feel any ancient power. For people who are used to it all, this is a very common thing. The darkness of the night can provide him with cover and allow him to exert his strength, and that's it. Even without the cover of night, he was able to take advantage of the changes in light and shadow.

It's just that he prefers the night, which makes him feel relaxed and at ease.

After the battle, accusations from Winged City also surged along the magic net.

The Northlands were not as invulnerable as their opponents had imagined, and there was still a huge gap on the north side, so the outnumbered Winged City took on the task of defending in this direction.

In the midst of the waiting, the battle ended hastily.

Only Bran and Flowey were extremely happy, and they seemed to have returned to the days when they practiced together, but the original birds and beasts became a group of people. They took turns to fight, and they conjured up all kinds of tricks against that skin.

Winged City could only watch. Because Bran holds righteousness in his hands, let them prioritize the safety of their clansmen and not act rashly. Only Jena ignored the prior agreement and killed one person.

Faced with Bran's harvest, Winged City was very red and angry. And Bran's behavior of only caring for himself and not taking everyone to play made them deeply disappointed......

So they made up their minds to go their own way and stopped playing with Bran for the time being. Please pay attention to the latest chapters in the future