Magic poured out of Bran's body, and was swallowed by the ancient tree. These primordial and pure magic powers circulated and changed in the body of the ancient tree, some became a part of the body of the ancient tree, and some escaped like fresh oxygen.

As the magic continues to pour in, the transformation gradually accelerates. In order to support the consumption of transformation, new roots grew from the soles of the ancient trees and burrowed deep into the earth. A faint mist curled out, gradually enveloping the flying feathers, white wolves, and snow falcons that were sleeping around them.

The fog grew thicker and thicker, and it was no longer visible.

Dani and the others had been watching from afar. For Gu Shu, an important family member, everyone is very concerned. It's just that there are too many uncertain factors in it, and Bran doesn't let them get too close.

Mary held a palm-sized shard in her hand, her eyes full of hesitation and struggle. Just now watching Feiyu eat it regardless of them, she took advantage of the gap to get close and fished out a piece.

What happens if I eat it? Bran just ate a piece of it, and he didn't stop me when I got closer, so it should be fine, right?

The Northlander's lethal nature finally prevailed, and she opened her mouth to bite down most of it, chewing and swallowing it with a few crunching sounds.

Zach, who was beside him, grabbed Mary's hands and asked with concern, "Is it delicious?"

"Some dry, some crispy. Mary winked and handed the remaining half of the fragment to Zach, "You can taste it too." ”

Zach took it and swallowed it impatiently. Then he gave a pertinent evaluation, "It's tasteless." ”

Then the couple ignored the surprised stares around them, and began to look at each other affectionately, expecting some miracle to happen.

While waiting, Bran's voice came from the thick fog, "It seems that this thing can't eat the dead, you can taste it too." ”

With the words, a small pile of debris flew towards the crowd.

Mary was a little unwilling, raised her voice and asked, "Why is there no response?"

Bran was disdainful, "What do you want to react to, what is the small piece you eat? You don't want to see how Feiyu eats them?"

"Oh, you give me a few more. ”

Bran didn't talk nonsense, and threw several pieces of shards directly at Mary. Zach immediately said he wanted it too. Unexpectedly, Bran refused, "Wait a little longer, and wait a few days." In case there is a three-long and two-short, everyone can also have a preparation. ”

Zack......

When Mary puffed up her stomach and said she could still eat, Bran hid in the fog and said nothing.

Zach helped Mary and reminded her that she should learn from Fei Yu and the others and fall asleep on the ground. Just as Mary was about to fall to the ground. Bran's sarcastic voice came from the thick fog, "It's cool on the ground, go to the edge of the ancient tree and squeeze in with the white wolves to get warmer." ”

"Okay!" I don't know if Mary didn't understand, or pretended to be confused, but she actually got into the thick fog and hugged the white wolf as a pillow.

Bran's slightly helpless voice came out again, "Come in too, it's these fogs that are really good for us." ”

So far so good. The transformation has been completely completed, and the new magic transformation method in the ancient tree's body has also been repeated several times.

Just as Bran was about to withdraw from the spiritual connection between the two sides, he suddenly heard the sound of inhaling. It was as if a person who had been immersed in water for a long time and could not breathe, suddenly broke through the surface of the water and greedily inhaled the first breath of air. At that moment, he felt the space around him tremble slightly.

But the people next to him didn't react.

When Bran was puzzled, the old goblin Mikel appeared in front of him, and pointed to the earth under his feet with a face full of surprise: "It's awake!"

At the same time, the roots of the ancient tree suddenly grew faster, and the rate of throughput became faster and faster. It was as if the ancient tree was the first straw to be used to save itself on this continent, and it would not let go until it had collected enough straw to carry it.

Bran retracted his spiritual connection and patted the ancient tree with a soft sigh. This is a debt, and he must pay this debt. has been able to go all the way to the present, and the guidance in the dark has contributed a lot. There may be a lot of dedication that he doesn't know and can't understand.

It's just that it probably didn't expect that it would completely merge into the sea of magic. But it still grasps the key, family and friends have taken root here, how can they get out alone.

Mikel looked at Bran, whose face changed, and knew that he was not in a high mood, so he changed the subject. "Don't be in a hurry. With experience, the transformation of other ancient trees will be much faster, and soon they will be everywhere here. Then it will no longer bind you. ”

Bran shook his head, "Don't comfort me, I know what to do." Many transformations can't be done overnight, I just need to make a start, just make the Northland alive, and it will let go of my partner. ”

Seeing the old leprechaun start frowning, Bran smiled. continued: "Actually, now that I think about it, it never really limited or constrained me, and it didn't have to do that. Because what it needs is change, and it needs to save itself through change. It's just that it's been suffocated for too long, and it's in dire need of fresh magic. And, I believe in its generosity, our ancient trees will also reap the rewards.

And you seem to have forgotten that my sister is the darling of this world. And my sister, and the little wizards, they're the key. ”

At this, Bran suddenly thought of those outsiders. So he changed the topic very unkindly, "By the way, some people from the mainland outside." Anyway, we are their lost people, welcome us back, especially my sister back. ”

When the old goblin heard this, his face changed at that time. Jumped directly on the bridge of Bran's nose and screamed, "What?"

Bran raised his hand to grab the old goblin and put it on his shoulder, "After that, Zoya fought with them and killed many of them. ”

Hearing the old goblin let out a sigh, Bran stomped on the ground: "Are you satisfied now?"

As Bran talks to the old elf, the fog begins to roll over. Something limited the spread of the fog, and they began to pile up upwards until they submerged the ancient trees. After that, it overflowed from the upper part and slowly flowed around. As the drift drifted farther and farther away, the fog gradually dissipated.

For the ordinary residents of NorthEarth, today is the same as ever, but the wizards are feeling the ever-intensifying changes. The magic in the city is being vented, and the power that once gathered and bound them is getting weaker and weaker until it is completely gone. The wind-like power swept through the city at this time, sweeping away the remnants of the magic outward.

At that moment, all the wizards felt suffocated, and fear descended. The wizards all put down their work and gathered in the direction of the tower. When they reached the halfway point, a refreshing magic came to their faces, which lifted their spirits.

In comparison, the magic in the city used to be like sewage accumulated in a backwater pool, but now they finally saw a clear stream. Everyone quickened their pace, hoping to see the source of the clear water as soon as possible.

Following the freshness, they quickly gathered in front of the tower. Then everyone stopped in front of the penalty line and began to breathe greedily and devour the magic here.

Saja had just arrived with the fox in her arms and followed Pachu when she saw a vine stick out of the billowing fog and throw her two palm-sized pieces. At the same time, the voice of the ancient tree came to his ears, "Give it to you, feed the fox." ”

After she answered, she said, "I've been sleeping lately, and I haven't had time to inquire about your affairs." And I've been very busy lately, and I can't get out for a while. You can come and see me when you have time and tell me a story by the way. ”

Seeing that Shajia nodded in agreement, a thick fog was directly put on Shajia by the ancient tree, ending the conversation.

Charlotte watched enviously from a distance, and her expression fell into Bran's eyes, which reminded Bran of Zoya, who had not returned yet. So, a thick fog also fell on her.

For several days, the wizards gathered in front of the tower until the city's magic gradually recovered.