Because of the existence of the black dragon Maya, Erin did not stay long, and left after visiting Dani. Although the purpose of this trip was not successfully achieved, I also learned some things.

The most urgent thing at the moment is to forge an unbreakable partnership with Maya, but it will not be easy. During this period of getting along, what she saw from Maya was unruliness. Standing in front of Maya in times of danger only delayed its death. It was Bran who really came to the rescue. Whether it is strength or kindness, she lacks a cornerstone that Maya recognizes.

Bran was right when he said that Maya possessed a very high level of intelligence. She felt it too, but didn't think about it. She could tell that Maya was unhappy with her living conditions, and thought it was just magic. Looking back now, there was too much contempt and disdain hidden in that gaze.

On the way here, Maya showed disdain for whatever she saw. It wasn't until she approached Northland and saw the towering spire from afar that she saw a change in Maya's eyes. At that time, she thought that Maya smelled the fragrance of magic. Now it seems that it was a recognition of civilization.

Ever since I got the Black Dragon, I've been too excited. Some details that should have been noticed were overlooked. Bran's reminder woke her up in shock, and she was finally able to calmly think about the bits and pieces with Maya.

After thinking for a moment, Erin couldn't help but shake her head and smile bitterly. Maya's ability to understand her complex instructions from the very beginning shows that it knows its own language. Those words and deeds that are undisguised in front of it, and those open and secret battles that arise because of jealousy and interests, I am afraid that they have already had an impact.

I should have noticed the anger in its eyes, and I hope it was still too late.

Seeing Erin away, Bran wanted to take a look at the scholar camp outside Sandstone City, but he was shocked to find that he couldn't get out. His own ancient tree needed him, and the high-speed magic transformation couldn't be stopped. Bran didn't want to test what kind of effect he would have on the ancient tree if he suddenly moved away, so he had no choice but to send someone to investigate.

While waiting, he summoned the white wolf and the snow falcon. They woke up a few days later than Fei Yu, but the change was not as obvious as that of Fei Yu, and the abnormal magic fluctuations on their bodies were also absent.

Letting go of them, Bran looked at the giant falcon that was still busy building its nest, and couldn't help but think. I don't know when the snow falcon and the giant falcon forked the road, but seeing how they reacted when they faced the dragon together, there must be a very interesting story in it.

In the confrontation with the dragons, they are clearly at a disadvantage. But it's also good that facing a strong enemy at least makes them stop fighting among themselves. At that time, I was really helpless, maybe I should get a dragon to keep outside. If they dare to fight again, let the dragon in.

Letting go of these, Bran began to think of a way out of his current predicament. He didn't want to be trapped in the Land of Projectiles and become a pure source of magic. As he thought, his gaze gradually fell on the water ball at the top of the tower, the key that had been snatched from the monster in the sea.

It had always been his style to dare to think and do, so Bran instantly appeared in the tower and swallowed the water balloon into his body. The old goblin who was cultivating saplings on the top of the tower immediately roared angrily: "What are you doing?

For the sake of freedom, how could Bran spit out? He began to coax and deceive the old goblin: "We can't let this land recover quickly because of a small loss? Without it, these seedlings will only grow slowly, and it will not cause irreparable effects." ”

"Have you found a way to use it?"

"It just came to me with an idea, but it should work. ”

The old goblin Mikel immediately became alert, "What do you want to do?"

"My key has changed a bit, it's now more like a gem set in the void, opening a small hole for me to get in and out. I was wondering if this water ball could do the same, and I might be able to inlay it into the void as well, and let the magic from the sea of magic seep out of it. ”

"What are you going to do?"

"Grinding. Bran raised his hand and gestured, "Remove some of the world's traces left on it, so that it is stuck in the sea of magic and cannot fully return to the present world." ”

"How?"

"Let the tributaries of the sea wash and wash. ”

The old elf looked up and scrutinized the void, but he didn't see an inky tributary appear. So he raised his voice: "You lied to me, what about the tributaries?"

Bran blinked, pointing to his nose, "I am." ”

Mikel's eyes widened, suspecting he had misheard. In a sharp voice, he asked again, "What did you say?"

"I am, I've become a part of it. ”

The old goblin stood still for a long time, and sighed no longer arguing with Bran. It landed on Bran's shoulder and asked softly, "How so?"

"If you are careless, it will be too late when you notice it. Bran smiled and said comfortingly, "It's okay, magic will always find a way out." And I've always had good luck, maybe there will be some unexpected discoveries. ”

The old elf turned his head to look at Bran carefully, and some of the words came to his lips but could not be spoken. After a moment of silence, the old goblin suddenly asked, "What is it like there?"

"I don't know. There chaos and order coexist, and light and darkness are their two poles. Countless tributaries are entangled, but they are distinct. When you look at it, it's boundless, and when you look back, you're just a trickle. It's a drop of water, a river, a sea, and it keeps changing with your gaze. When you are in it, it is unfathomable, and when you leap out of the water, it is crystal clear. ”

Bran shook his head, "Who knows what it's like?" but I know, I love it there, and I want to fit in." Perhaps, I was not careless, but just complied with my wishes.

So you don't have to be surprised or sad about this kind of thing, it's just my choice. ”

Mikel sighed, not wanting to ask or talk more, let this kid mess around. How long can his consciousness last under the rush of the tributaries? How many times can he mess around?

The silence between the two men did not last long before the scholar Buzz came to the door. He said that he saw a white robe preparing to explore the camp outside Sandstone City, so he wanted to report something to Bran.

"My old adversary, Ka Yin, sees your rise as a threat. He believed that sooner or later the Northlands would move south and annex all the countries on the continent. He believed that the City of Wisdom would cease to exist and that the scholars would be dealt a fatal blow, so he decided to take some of his like-minded scholars to the New World. His youngest protégé was sent to oversee shipbuilding, and it must have gone well.

You just said that the scholar camp outside Sandstone City was attacked, and it probably has something to do with it. His men should have been evacuated, so there was a lack of garrisons. ”

Speaking of this, Buzz looked a little embarrassed, "And the construction of the wizard territory has begun during this time, and experienced people are urgently needed." I used my influence to get some people to help. ”

Bran took a serious look at the old shameless one. With Baz's passion for eternal life, the scholars outside Sandstone City are probably mostly his descendants. No wonder the scholar has been quiet since he met this old man. Bran looked at the old man in front of him with some displeasure, "You betrayed your former companion, aren't you afraid of attracting disaster? ”

"I've thought so for a while, but as I get to know you, I don't think this kind of thing will happen to you. You are a man of respect for knowledge, and even if the Northlands do annex the continent one day, you will retain the City of Wisdom. You may not value the city and the people there, but you must care about the knowledge. And as a city and people that carry knowledge, they will also be retained with your tolerance. As long as they do not forget their identity, they can consistently guard and record the knowledge around them.

You can accept wizards of different races as students, so why can't you accept a few scholars to serve you?"

Bran pursed his lips, "Well, I'll accept your service. Can you tell me a little bit about that continent? ”