These days, no matter how much Sred calls, he can't get a response from Bran. The mist pervades this small sphere, clinging to the fruit like gastric juice, leaving no more gaps.

Now Sred really understands what darkness is and what silence is.

The fog is eating everything. As soon as the energy and sound he released left the range of the fruit, it immediately disappeared without a trace.

Like ants moving, the mist is slowly but surely gnawing at the fruit.

Sred regretted his reaction the other day. That day, he felt the turmoil of the sphere. It was as if the river was drying up fast, and the sphere was plummeting with the falling water.

Here's his chance! He reacted immediately and rushed out.

He succeeded in breaking through layers of obstacles, breaking the sphere, and even breaking a tough diaphragm. But a greater force was waiting outside, so that he did not dare to advance an inch.

The retreating river suddenly swelled and submerged him again, and a new sphere formed in an instant. He didn't struggle, for he discovered the fact that it was indeed the Sea of Magic, and that he was being suppressed in the depths of the Sea.

Now, the cage imprisoned and protected him. So, he wanted to have a serious conversation with Bran......

Bran figured out a truth through this incident - people can't be too greedy.

The body in the sea of magic was actually poked into a hole, which he never expected. Fortunately, the inky tributaries did not invade, but flowed gently past the hole.

After some thought, Bran slowly squeezed the orb wrapped around Sred out of the hole and hung it on the surface. Anvina's arrival made Bran realize that he didn't have time to digest it all slowly. He couldn't afford to deal with Sred, and since someone wanted to die early, he didn't have to stop him.

Dealing with the trouble in his body, Bran sank his body to the bottom of the river again, and then severed the connection between consciousness and the orb.

......

In the city, Dani was playing with the ball, which suddenly disappeared under the gaze of several goblins, and then appeared in the corner of the room. Dani didn't expect that the first thing she had in mind was not Bran's power, but Flowey's teleportation ability.

This has been inconceivable for many. But Dani knew that although she was by Bran's side all day and watched him busy, she was not very interested in his work.

She is only interested in the end result, such as the armor on her body and the sword in her hand. She admires Flowey's abilities more than Bran. The hunt comes in an instant, making it difficult to guard against.

I've tried it many times, from the sword I carry with me to the table in front of me, and it's all been successful.

Now, Dani is ready to experience it for herself. She looked around the corner, and all the obstacles had been cleared, except for the ball on the ground. Dani blinked vigorously, and the world in front of her became bizarre, with countless fragments overlapping and slicing the world apart.

Consciousness began to resonate with one of the fragments, and the fragment enveloped her. The shards vanished, and she appeared in the corner.

It worked!

Behind him came the cheers and cheers of the elves.

Compared to Dani, the elves are very skilled in the use of Bran's magic. Perhaps by nature, they have been able to make some elaborate items at will.

Lando and Lanjia are the best of them, and compared to the other elves, they don't know what politeness is, and they squander Bran's magic at will.

And they have found a way to freely enter and exit Bran's body, moving freely through the world and the sea of magic.

Lando and Lanja seem to have found a back door that only they can get in and out of. The old goblin conducted a three-class trial for this, but unfortunately he couldn't figure out the way after some tossing.

This is more like an instinct formed after a long period of getting along, and there is no reason to talk about it. According to their confessions, although Bran has been weaving the magic net as a separate part, it has become more and more connected to the cloth. Countless tiny threads of imperceptible silk were reaching out of the void, connecting the magic web to Bran.

Bran heard something wrong, "How do you know that those threads connect the magic web to me?"

Perhaps for show, Lando and Lanjia excitedly confessed their adventure along the silk thread. According to them, squeezing in and out of the silk thread along the connection of magic is like squeezing through a narrow deformable passage, and it is instantly outside.

Bran asked, "Aren't you afraid of getting stuck in the middle and not being able to get out?"

"Don't be afraid, that silk thread is full of your breath, and you will definitely not harm us. ”

According to the little goblin's guidance, Bran looked for a long time and couldn't find any trace of the silk thread, and the old goblins were also at a loss.

So Bran brought the two goblins to his eyes to take a closer look, and finally sighed. Bran's changes affected them. This pair of little goblins, who call his body home, are constantly adapting to his changes.

Lando and Lanjia are transforming into a more pure spirit body. The threads they saw had nothing to do with magic, they were supposed to be an extension of Bran's spiritual consciousness.

This left Bran at a loss for good. The old goblin gave the child to him, and it turned out to be like this.

Bran found that there was no way back, and many people were under his influence. The cycle is still building, but the impact is already starting to intensify. If there is a collapse in the process, the fate of these partners is uncertain.

The stagnant web of magic expanded again, only this time slowly but firmly, as if ready to be imprinted on the world forever. The power of the mana net began to seep beneath the surface, and began to permeate the void.

It was not only his closest companions who were affected, but also some inconsequential people who began to change. Buzz took the initiative to go to Saja today, ready to ask Pachu a few questions.

He just wanted to wave away from Saja next to him, but he was dissatisfied with Pachu.

"That's my apprentice, don't avoid her. ”

"I know you even think of her as a granddaughter, but there's something bizarre about it. ”

"In the future, everything I have will inherit by her, and there are some things that I don't have to carry on her back. ”

"Well, look!"

Buzz said as he held his hand towards the glass in front of him, which began to twist as Pachu and Saja watched. Seeing this, Pachu grabbed Baz's wrist across the table.

"You stole the power of the Great Wizard!"

Buzz couldn't help but exclaim, "Lightly, let go!" ”

"Some time ago, Bran's brother borrowed his power in the tavern, and the news spread throughout Northland within a few days. I've been thinking about it since I heard this – what am I? ”

Seeing that Pachu was a little confused, Buzz prompted, "You were there that day, Bran killed me and resurrected me. ”

Hearing this, Shajia's eyes lit up obviously, and she stopped talking.

Looking at Pachu, who was a little stunned, Buzz continued: "I am the creation of the Great Wizard, and his power is already flowing in my body. I just didn't think about it until Adam reminded me. So I started practicing secretly and quickly found the hang of it. ”

Pachu glanced at the strange-shaped water cup, "It's fast enough, please fix it again." ”

Buzz was a little sneering, "That's all there is to it for now, so I'd like to ask you for tips on how to use your powers." ”

"You should have consulted the Grand Wizard directly, not me. ”

Bazz slightly cats, "He doesn't blame him for this kind of thing, he is already very generous." If I ask for advice in person, I will inevitably be a little ignorant. And I know what you think, in a sense we will be all the way sooner or later. Help me, and you're helping yourself. ”