Dia looked down and thought about it, it was really like this.

She rolled her eyes and asked, "Is that all?"

It was rare for someone to ask for advice, and Fragile immediately became interested: "Of course it's not just that, the impact of the struggle will affect all aspects." Some of them will become the talk of the conversation after dinner, and some of them will become the object of admiration or even contempt, but whatever they become will affect the direction of faith in the world.

In this chaotic world, being too quiet will only be forgotten, so you need to create something to show your existence. This is especially true for you. ”

"What about you?"

"Me, what do you mean?"

"Don't you want to be a god?"

"Didn't think about it. ”

"Why?"

"There's no why, just don't want to. Fragile tilted her head, "If we could, we'd rather be held and waved in Bran's hands, that's what we're all about, because we're made for it." ”

Dia sighed, "But he has a new weapon." ”

"It wasn't—it was—a weapon, it was a scepter! Besides, his authority didn't need an ugly stick to show it. ”

"Hah-" Dia laughed very unkindly, "Okay, so which of you is better?"

"I am not as good as it when it changes the general trend and digs a pit to harm others; ”

"So—" Dia shook her head, "can a life-and-death struggle still happen to Bran?

But - you, will not be unaware.

It's impossible for a shadow to hold anything, whether it's an ugly scepter or an ornate twin blades.

- Right?"

Hearing a shrill sound from Fragile body, Dia stopped convincing, because there was always something that needed time to brew. It's just that she didn't expect that this sound was not an emotional catharsis, but a complaint.

Unfortunately, this lawsuit is also in vain, because Bran has no heart to pay attention to it. At this time, he was fiddling with the godhead, hoping to learn more about it in a short time.

But it backfired, and as soon as the complaint was filed here, a wizard returned over there. This made Bran can't help but let out a sigh, not only to sigh that the little wizard had not come back at the right time, but also because a bunch of chaos was about to follow.

Although the phrase "awe" made many believers unable to sit still anymore, they alone could not make much movement. Moreover, no one wants to make waves, just to show their majesty in a peaceful way. That's right, just like Maya said, go out for a walk and show the hillbillies outside the real prayer ceremony, and the real majesty.

Yes, prestige!

Even the servants of the gods should not lack the majesty that represents the dignity of the gods. Now it's time to teach your own people a lesson and let them see the real gap. Sometimes, faith cannot be won by numbers, and only true piety can be intimidating. Compared to their own sacrifices, those people can only be regarded as a rabble.

This is not to blame them, because the truly pious ones are always protected by the wizards, and the less ones are divided among the war witches. The rest are mostly some crooked melons and cracked dates......

There are some things that can't be learned, and appearances may be pretended, but the lack of pious support ultimately lacks a certain infectious temperament, making everything a mere formality.

......

Wings –

When Bran appeared in the city, many young wizards were already waiting there. In Lily's absence, Bran would naturally be seen as the one speaking on their behalf, even if the relationship between the two parties had been a little unclear. But now the city of Wings is in a state of dispersion, and many things that used to be in the past are in the past. If you look back, you will see that many things at that time seemed ridiculous and stupid. This is true of both them and Bran......

For the wizards who remained in the city, it was imperative to get out as soon as possible. Then, like Bran and Lily, occupy a corner of the universe and run a new world.

It's just that there is no shadow of the new world, and Winged City has already become deserted, which makes Bran frown. Even if the wizards are leaving, they shouldn't seem so depressed and decadent. Because where there are wizards, there is no shortage of magic, and if there is no lack of magic, it should be vibrant, not to mention that this is - Winged City!

He beckoned to the "little fireball" hiding behind the crowd, and then asked around him, "What's going on, how did Wings become like this?"

The little fireball that flew over quickly explained, "Hey, don't mention it! War Witches are really a bunch of bastards, and they sneak back every once in a while." They said that they forgot to take some things, and then they flew in the sky and swam in the water, and they took them away one after another. ”

"You didn't stop you?"

"How do you stop it? Those things don't have a specific ownership. And we can't bear to see how poor they are. After living together for so many years, I really don't want to see them suffer and suffer.

So if you want to take it, just take it.

When we left, they couldn't take it even if they wanted to. ”

"Yes, you can!

Remember, at least leave this city intact, don't tear it down. ”

In the face of Bran's half-joking words, the little wizards laughed and agreed. When the laughter subsided, the little fireball reached out and poked Bran lightly with his finger, "What are you going to do this time?"

"Since Snow is still interested in taking the lead, then I'll just watch. ”

"-oh?"

"The most important thing for me is to get you to that step as soon as possible. No matter who the mortal believes, the fire of life will flow into the Netherworld along the magic web, and then inject here. From this point of view, it doesn't matter much to me who the believers fall into.

Of course, it doesn't have a big impact on you.

It's actually good that we wizards can concentrate on the most important things, and it's never too late to talk about the rest. As for something as new as Godhead, I don't want to hide it from you. Just a few days ago, the godhead of night and death had condensed, so I didn't need to jump out and fight for faith.

In fact, you are the same, because the condensation of the Godhead has been nine times out of ten. It's just that what can be done when it is condensed? Which of you would dare to take such a step with such a thing?

I don't dare—

So there are some things that you will talk about when you come back, and what should be yours must be yours. ”

The little fireball poked Bran again, "Actually, some of us have already condensed the godhead, right?"

"Oh, that's right.

- Unfortunately, not you. ”

Little Fireball scratched his head, "The one with the fewest believers here is me, and I've always been like this, so I know it if you don't say it." ”

Bran smiled, "Even if we have few believers, we have true piety, especially your followers. ”

Thinking of the believers who were being burned by the lava pool, Little Fireball nodded very proudly: "That's it!"

Bran nodded, "We're lucky, because that's the most important part – the believers who are willing to give everything." So, what the people are trying to fight for, we already have.

As you may have noticed, Lily, Siree and Jenna, or my Zoya, are all hiding in the sea of magic, not knowing what they are doing.

That's it, since there is nothing missing, why not return to the source of our strength?

As for this world, for the time being, it will be handed over to our families, our sacrifices, so that we will not be forgotten, so that we will not lose the awe of the world.

If someone really forgets, I'll remind them of ......"

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