Chapter 254: joy

Seeing his parents again, Bran was a little excited and a little overwhelmed. However, he appeared absent-minded again in the face of his parents' inquiries, concerns and advice. Nowadays ordinary methods are useless to him, and Bran thinks these worries are too redundant.
If you can't hold him at the magic level first, it will be difficult for him to be effective only by physical attacks. But if you want to form a restraint on the level of magic, then at least you have to touch the edge of the sea of ​​magic. Bran believes that there are not too many such creatures.
And those who can further step into the sea of ​​magic power are even rarer. Only this part of the creatures will truly pose a threat to him. But there was loneliness in the sea of ​​magic, and Bran did not find many traces of other creatures. This shows that he is still safe at the moment, and he still has time to continue to polish his magic.
After going in and out of the sea of ​​magic a few times, Bran has only recently begun to have some new changes. The body of magic that once seemed to be perfect has become a little mottled in his eyes.
After awakening from the slumber of the sea of ​​magic power, Bran found that his magic power was becoming more delicate. It was not obvious at first, but over time, this change gradually accelerated. The magic starts from the inside out, completing the work of innovation.
More importantly, after establishing contact with the sea of ​​magic, although the external environment will still affect him, it is difficult to form a real suppression, because he no longer fights on his own.
He has become a part of that tributary in the sea of ​​magic. Corrosion not only brought harm, but also strength, which was why he did not want to break free from erosion.
Perhaps the erosion of magic power has already affected his judgment, making it difficult for him to resist the temptation of power. Bran shook his head and tried to convince himself again: I have long been fused with magic, erosion will not affect my will, everything is only a choice-my choice.
Parents were still chattering in the ear, Bran decided to make a small display to make them completely relieved. He turned his head and bared his teeth at them, an expression that made the Wincherhills instantly alert.
"You really don't have to worry about those swords hurting me." Bran waved his hand to a stone on the side of the road, and then the stone turned into powder in everyone's eyes. Then, it was reshaped and restored.
"Like this stone, without magical protection, those weapons aimed at me will only end in the same way." Looking at the alert gaze of his parents, the smile on Bran's face became more and more obvious. "Moreover, even if it hits me so what?"
Following the words, Bran raised his hand and patted his head. In the horrified eyes of his parents and brothers, his head slammed and turned into a cloud of gray mist. Under his control, the gray mist gradually disappeared under his robe.
At this moment Bran seemed to have become a headless corpse, with a smooth neck like a mirror. The big hole in that bowl was dark and invisible. He jumped on the spot with his hands stretched out, and there was a strange and dull laugh in his chest. Along with laughter, a puff of gray smoke burst out of his neck. After drawing a beautiful arc, he fell back into his chest again.
Bran stretched out his hand and stroked the broken neck, seeming to think that it still couldn't explain the problem, and then reached out and digged into it, and then asked back: "You always believe it now? Nothing can hurt me."
Bran reluctantly returned to normal with the constant assurances of his parents. Just after recovering, I was hugged by my mother and groped up and down to check. After the examination, he slapped him severely.
The Wincher Hill couple, who were almost scared to death by Bran, were still pale at this time. Don’t play this way after you start to warn, it’s too dangerous!
Bran blinked and explained: "Actually, in that state, I am the safest."
Ai Qi didn't react for a while, staring at him with curiosity, "Is there no head? Apart from feeling a little scary, I don't feel safe anymore."
Bran glanced at him and decided to open his eyes. So under Ai Qi's gaze, the armor was scattered on the ground and turned into a cloud of gray smoke, rotating around Ai Qi a few times.
While the curiosity was satisfied, the slap of the Wincher Hill and his wife also fell on him. Aiqi grinned and began to hug, "I didn't make him change!"
The gray smoke was gathering and dispersing, Bran’s voice came from it, "In fact, this is good, very comfortable and very safe."
The Wincherhills almost unanimously said, "Hurry up and change back!"
"Okay." With the response, the group of gray smoke wrapped the clothes scattered on the ground, and Bran reappeared there, disheveled after a while.
Seeing Bran like this, the Wincher Hill and his wife were angry and funny, and began to arrange his clothes. Bran took the opportunity to explain, "These armors are also about to have spirituality, and I really can't bear to break them down and reorganize them, so it's a little troublesome to wear them without leaving them out.
However, I have some ideas recently. "
"Take us into the city first, I'll talk about this later."
As soon as they met, Bran made him frightened. They have a hunch that there will be more trouble waiting for them...
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The arrival of Wincher Hill and his wife made many people happy.
Mary feels that her wedding has finally come to an end, and it will not be delayed again and again; those delegations who depended on Northland City feel that they have seen hope, and finally have an object for negotiation.
Bran still holds Huahua and the old tree most of the time and stares at it. He didn't think his parents could intervene in the matter here. The mission can talk to anyone if he wants, he will just watch it as a fun. From the beginning, he didn't intend to give these people, and their country any promise. This is the most advantageous choice for him.
The world is unpredictable, and Bran knows he has no foresight. At present, he has only power, unmatched power, any promise will only be a restriction on the use of power.
Without commitment, it will make people feel that the knife is always on the neck. Under pressure, most people will only retreat again and again, and find a reasonable explanation for their concessions.
Bran feels that some things need to be done slowly and slowly to form a habit. For example, ask these people to bring some gifts to show their hearts after a year and a half. After a few years, all this will become normal. These people will gradually become accustomed to the status of subject.