Bran's promise perks Stan's spirits, and he immediately realizes that something is wrong.

"This world?"

Bran smirked, "Why, they haven't told you yet?" I deliberately left some people nearby in the hope that it would help you. At the very least, when we meet again, we will save a lot of tongues. ”

Stan shook his head weakly, "That's a lot, but I can't believe it." So, I can go now?"

"Heh, whatever you want. ”

Stan got up and took a few steps out, then stopped, "Can I take Maddie with me?"

"Whatever you want. ”

The indifferent attitude made Stan hesitate, "You're not afraid that I'll run away and never come back?"

Bran couldn't help but laugh, hehe......

"Run, run as far as possible. Bran waved his sleeves like flies, "Why don't you run for a few days." Do you think a few days is appropriate? Three days, thirty days, or three hundred days?"

As the words fell, a majestic temple rose from the edge of the grassland, turning this beautiful grassland into its back garden. Stan realizes that he has lost all contact with the cycle around him. This piece of grassland, which has been painstakingly built bit by bit, has changed hands in an instant.

"Run——, I don't think you need it anymore. ”

With the words, colorful magic power was scattered from the sky, and a rainbow slowly formed and hung there. The fluctuations of the magic power turned into colorful light, and from the rainbow it slowly spread out on the grassland.

In just a few breaths, the cycle of old and new has been completed. Even if he experienced it himself, Stan didn't want to believe it. He even suspected that it was a dream, and that nothing had happened for more than ten years. He's still on that beach, just in a fantasy.

Circulation, if it is no longer the strongest fortress, should not be easily taken away.

He shouted, "This can't be!"

Bran was indifferent to his gaffe: "Run, what are you waiting for?"

This makes Stan realize that Bran is starting to get impatient. He wanted to surrender completely, but he was very unsightly.

Just as he was about to say something, a majestic repulsive force catapulted him, along with his disciple Maddie, out of the air......

By the time he came to his senses from his dizziness, he was already in the wilderness. Maddie, who was unlucky with him, was looking at him with resentment. Too late to comfort his disciple, Stan looks around, and there is only a dark or light ink color.

Bran's impatience isn't all due to Stan's lack of interest.

Qiming's start was not very smooth, and the Netherworld side was similar. I wanted to be a bystander and get inspiration from other people, but I didn't get anything.

With a hint of disappointment, Bran swallowed everyone into a hall without saying hello.

This hall is deep and wide, and the cold air adds a bit of coldness and solemnity to this place. Directly on the side of the gate, there are seats arranged in layers and rising, and the further back you go, the fewer seats become. In the end, only the throne was on top of it, revealing a sense of tranquility. At this time, the throne was pitch black, and it was impossible to see what was going on.

Pachu, Il, and Buzz and the others looked at the empty seats under the throne, and their eyes gradually became greedy and hot. Everyone was in the higher seats, and they vaguely saw their figures.

I thought something important would be announced, but Bran didn't say anything. As time passed, the atmosphere began to become depressing, and people's hearts gradually became worried.

Someone peeked in, and the throne was still pitch black, and it wasn't even clear if there was really anyone there.

Bran is not here!

At this point, his mind returned to Northland. It's just that Lily is holding him and asking, "Why don't you have the power of space?"

Bran, who hadn't come back to his senses for a while, was a little dazed, what happened in just a moment?

"What kind of hands and feet, can I do it?"

Lily pointed to the angel flying around in the sky, "What's going on?"

Bran looked at it carefully for a long time, "Isn't this good?"

Looking at Bran's ignorant appearance, Lily immediately reacted: "Where did you just go?"

"Does it matter if you go back to the Netherworld to arrange some housework?"

Lily took a deep breath, "In other words, you left an empty shell here and nodded, and you didn't hear what others said, right?"

Bran immediately retorted, "Who said they didn't hear it, they just didn't have time to think and react." Wait, I'll see what's going on......"

Angels are fine, they just don't have the power of space.

Bran raised his hand to draw a triangle and tapped a corner: "Most likely, your power has taken its place." As for why, I don't know. Fortunately, it did not destabilize the material after being replaced.

Also, now is not the time to think about that. When you find your own star, you can eliminate all distractions and conduct experiments there.

It's going to be thrown to Qiming for actual combat testing for a period of time. ”

"Well, that's all there is to it. By the way, why did you suddenly think of running to the Netherworld?"

Bran didn't hide it, and tapped the little wizard beside him: "I don't think they can hold back these wild bees." Just in case, take part of it in advance and feed it on the nether.

By the way, for the sake of fairness, the rest of these wild bees will be divided according to the head, and everyone will not have to worry. You can play as much as you want, and it has nothing to do with others. Of course, it has nothing to do with me, so don't think about asking for it from me again. ”

......

In the cold silence, a voice finally came from the throne of the main hall. There is no longer the casualness and peace of the past, only the majesty that cannot be violated.

"Here, you can call it the Hall of Judgment. Henceforth, the deceased will enter through the corner gate on the left and leave through the corner gate on the right.

Based on the central axis of this hall, the world will be divided into two parts. The new dead will follow the waves of magic to the left hemisphere, and after being purified through the hall into the right hemisphere, they will return to the world of the living again with the waves of magic.

The Nether will be the end of life and will be its beginning. I need you to maintain order, and that's where it begins—"

With an echo, in the slightly excited eyes of everyone, a hand stretched out from the darkness on the throne. It crossed the rows of seats, and finally reached the first row and tapped a few times, making a heartbreak click......

"And those who believe in me will go straight to the back garden and receive my protection. ”

After a pause, Bran's unhurried voice sounded again: "I don't know what will go wrong during this period, and I don't know if you have the ability to face everything that is going to happen, so I can't accurately arrange your position.

But don't worry, it's okay if you don't do it well. After a while, those of you who can't fit in, and who don't want to stay here, I'll send them back to the world of the living and redo the arrangements.

That's probably the way it is, there will be countless troubles here in the future that you need to solve and straighten out.

Don't feel like you're wronged by the position in the front row. You need to know that life and death are no trivial matter, and I hope that no one will slack off because of this. ”

And Bran can't tolerate these people slacking off, because as the words fall, the cycle of life and death has begun to officially turn.

Purification was far easier than Bran thought. Whether it is the demons or the amphibious deceased, there are people who are tired of this state of immortality and just want to be liberated as soon as possible.

Once here, they finally heard the call from the underworld, so they gave up all resistance and faced the final moment calmly.

Little by little, the ink was withdrawn from the body, and they became pure and immaculate again. And as the ink color is withdrawn, the memory slowly dissipates.

Today, the dead are beginning to fade away the last vestiges of memory.

As the last shimmer of memory faded, they turned into clusters of soft light and slowly rose into the sky. Soon it crashed into a shadowless barrier, causing a ripple before vanishing.

Soon, a little bit of white light continued to seep out of the void in the sky above the Barren Continent, drifting into the distance with the wind. Unfortunately, no one else except Bran could see or touch it.

"I gave them back. ”

"What did you say?"

Seeing his sister's eyes sweeping around unfocused, Bran reached out and squeezed her hand. Let her use her senses to see and hear......

"Look, they're back. ”

When the two of them were looking intently, Sirry appeared next to Bran with Flowey in her arms and unceremoniously hugged Bran's other arm.

Later, Jena appeared next to Siri and gently took her hand. As Jena joined, more and more people gathered, and everyone sat around one by one, quietly looking at the sky.