Boom!

Bran, who reacted, gave an extremely pertinent evaluation. How many more tributaries are on my body, what do you show? Don't look at how many hooks I've hooked up with one left and one right over the years......

Bran rubbed it over and over again while holding it in his arms, and the more he rubbed it, the rarer it became.

Perfect!

With admiration, Bran looked at the area of the canopy shrouded in light, and then tightened the flower in his arms, which was really getting stronger and stronger.

It's just, what are you two calling?

After the surprise, watching the strange tributaries continue to emerge quietly, and the magic rising around the flowers like smoke and mist, Bran gradually realizes that the world is about to change again.

Alas-

Bran shook his head and sighed, just because some things were about to become extravagant hopes. If the divine body can attract a tributary of the sea so easily, then what does it matter if it is a sorcerer or not?

I am afraid that a new round of restlessness is about to begin again......

No! it's already started.

When they walked out of the sea of magic with Huahua in their arms, they were greeted by a large group of people who were pressed by Hei Press. Maybe it's because he doesn't want to cause trouble for Bran at this time, and there is not a single wizard in it.

That's not going to work!

The stakes were so high that Bran didn't think about taking on a role at this time. He just wanted to take care of himself and the small family behind him, so Bran was silent.

As a result, the crowd began to fall silent. In the silence, the invisible pressure gradually gathered, like a volcanic crater about to erupt, and Bran was the boulder pressing on the mountain pass.

Bran wasn't idle, of course, and was looking around through the magic web to find a top tank.

"Sister, my own sister! This kind of thing has nothing to do with me, it should be your business, right? Come, come out! Explain to them what you mean by that howl.

Don't think that if you hide in the sea of magic and keep silent, I won't find you. So many magical disturbances have not yet subsided, like fireflies in the night, where can you hide?"

Unfortunately, I didn't hear back.

The other wizards weren't stupid either, and suddenly they became busy. Since I was able to speak on their behalf in Wings some time ago, let's continue to represent.

......

"Well—" Bran broke the silence with a long sigh, "I don't like oaths, and I don't like rules, because that's an unbearable constraint to me. At first I obeyed them because I was powerless to resist, and then I obeyed them because I could break free at any time.

In my opinion, what difference does it make to talk about or not to talk about an oath or a rule that is not bound by power?

In my eyes, strength is the foundation of everything. It made me the first Grand Wizard of the Northlands, allowed me to get out of the Northlands, and allowed me to dominate.

Heh-

Of course, it also makes you helpless against me.

I see you guys trying to make some rules, but that's your business, it's none of my business. And those rules, even you have a hard time enforcing them. At that time, you did not reach a certain level of strength after all, how could you understand and formulate the rules that were in line with the time?

Like this chaotic world, I don't see the proper rules in your behavior. If it weren't for us wizards, God knows what the world would have been.

Do you see? We, the most unruly wizards, are the cornerstone of stability.

Do you know why? Because - power!

In my opinion, the secret hidden behind the power is the best rule. When we try to see the sea of magic clearly, try to figure out the nature of power in the chaos, the rules also appear. When we try to master this power, we are bound to follow it. For us, it is insurmountable.

Along this line, we begin to use our power, and the rules continue to evolve, but no matter how the rules are evolved, they are rules. It is through it that I influence the world and weave a nest of power.

Admittedly, I became a source of confusion along the way. For I am an ever-expanding vortex, and those who are sucked into it will inevitably spin with it. But you know what, spin is the rule?

Many times you can't understand me, let alone understand, but at least you know what I am—a human being. In many things, you are not afraid, even though you are worried.

- yes, there's no need to be afraid, because the rules have long since bound me. From the moment I became a wizard, I couldn't do what I wanted like you.

Of course, this may not be the case in your eyes.

It's just that no matter how much you toss, you are still in this vortex built by me and many wizards. We could afford the destruction before.

We take on all of this in the hope that you will become beings beyond the wizards. I just didn't expect that this day was really coming, and the damage caused was probably beyond our ability to bear. ”

Bran let out a wry smile and continued: "I have some experience in this area, after all, I have broken some order with my own hands, and I know the possible consequences, so it is time to talk to you about the conditions in advance. ”

Someone muttered, "How much damage can we do?"

"Heh-" Bran scoffed, "magnify what you're doing a million times more and see what kind of destruction it will be?"

You know what? Under our protection, you have too much freedom. Feel free to shape your own image and become the deity you want to be.

Actually, that's what worries me the most. For God knows what kind of gods you have accomplished, what kind of tributaries you will attract, and what kind of changes will take place after that.

Alas, you are so free, you just don't realize it yet......"