Chapter 363: dark

These days, no matter how Strider called, he couldn't get Bran's response. The mist is permeated in this small sphere, as if gastric juice is attached to the fruit, leaving no gaps.
Now Thrid really understood what darkness is and what silence is.
The mist is eating everything. The energy and sound he released disappeared without a trace as soon as he left the area covered by the fruit.
Like an ant moving house, the mist is slowly but firmly eating the fruit.
Strider regretted his reaction a few days ago. That day, he felt the turbulence of the sphere. As if the river was drying up fast, and the sphere dropped sharply with the falling water surface.
The opportunity is here! He reacted immediately and rushed out.
He successfully broke through the layers of obstacles and broke the sphere, and even broke a tough diaphragm. But even greater power was waiting outside, preventing him from making any further progress.
The retreating river suddenly soared and flooded him again, and a new sphere was formed in an instant. He didn't struggle, because he discovered a fact-this is indeed a sea of ​​magic power, and he is being suppressed in the depths of the sea.
Now, this cage both imprisoned him and protected him. So, he wants to talk seriously with Bran...
Bran figured out a truth through this matter-one cannot be too greedy.
The body in the sea of ​​magic power was stabbed in a hole, which he never expected. Fortunately, the problem is not big, the ink-colored tributaries did not intrude in, but flowed gently beside the hole.
After thinking about it, Bran slowly squeezed the sphere that was enclosing Thrid out of the hole and hung it on the surface. The arrival of An Wei Na made Bran understand that he had no time to digest all this slowly. He can no longer spend his energy dealing with Strider, since someone wants to die early, then he doesn't have to stop.
Dealing with the trouble in his body, Bran sank his body to the bottom of the river again, and then cut off the connection between his consciousness and the sphere.
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Dany in the city mansion played with the ball, and the ball suddenly disappeared under the gaze of a few goblins, and then appeared in the corner of the room. Dany didn't expect that what she first grasped was not Bran's power, but Huahua's transmission ability.
This makes many people feel incredible. But Dany knew that although she was by Bran's side all day and watched him busy, she was not really interested in his work.
She is only interested in the final result, such as the armor on her body and the sword in her hand. Compared to Bran, she appreciates Huahua's ability more. The hunt is instantaneous, making people hard to guard against.
I have tried many times, from the sword that I carry to the table in front of me.
Now Dani is ready to experience it for herself. She looked at the corner and removed the ball on the ground. All other obstacles were cleared. Danni blinked her eyes vigorously, and the world in front of her became bizarre, and countless fragments overlapped and split the world.
Consciousness began to resonate with one of the fragments, and the fragment covered her. The fragment disappeared, and she also appeared in the corner.
It succeeded!
Behind him came the cheers of the fairies.
Compared with Dany, the fairy is very skilled in using Bran's magic power. Perhaps by nature, they have been able to create some delicate objects at will.
Lando and Lanjia are among the best. Compared with other fairies, they don't know what politeness is, and they squander Bran's magic at will.
And they actually found a way to get in and out of Bran's body freely, walking freely in the sea of ​​world and magic.
Lando and Lan Jia seem to have found a back door that only they can get in and out. The old fairy conducted a three-room trial for this, but unfortunately, after some tossing, he couldn't figure out the way.
This is more like an instinct formed after a long-term relationship, without any reason. According to their explanations, although Bran has been weaving the magic net as an independent part, its connection with cloth is getting closer and closer. Countless tiny tiny threads are sticking out from the void, connecting the magic net and Bran tightly.
Bran heard it wrong, "How do you know that those threads connect the magic net with me?"
Perhaps to show off, Lando and Lanjia confessed their adventure along the silk thread in excitement. According to them, following the magical connection, squeezing in and out of the silk thread, it is like squeezing through a narrow and deformable channel, and instantly outside.
Bran asked: "Are you not afraid that you will get stuck in the middle?"
"Don't be afraid, the thread is full of your breath, and you will definitely not harm us."
According to the little goblin's instructions, Blanche couldn't find any trace of the silk thread after watching for a long time, and the old goblins also looked blank.
So Bran brought the two goblins to look closely, and finally sighed. Bran's changes affected them. The pair of little fairies who take his body as their home are constantly adapting to his changes.
Lando and Lanjia are transforming into purer spiritual bodies. The silk thread they saw had nothing to do with magic, it should be an extension of Bran's spiritual consciousness.
This leaves Bran at a loss as to what to do. The old fairy handed the child to him, only to behave like this.
Bran found that there was no way out, and many people were being affected by him. The cycle is still being established, but the impact has begun to increase. If there is a collapse in this process, then the fate of these partners is unpredictable.
The stagnant magic network expanded again, but this time it became slow and firm, as if it was ready to be imprinted in this world forever. The power of the magic net began to penetrate below the surface, and began to diffuse into the void.
The impact is not only his closest partner, even some insignificant people have begun to change. Baz took the initiative to rush to Sajia today, preparing to ask Pachu a few questions.
He just wanted to shake Sajia next to him, but Pachu was dissatisfied.
"That's my apprentice, don't avoid her."
"I know you even treat her as a granddaughter, but this is a bit weird."
"In the future, everything about me will be inherited by her, and some things will no longer be carried on her back."
"Well, look!"
Baz said, holding his hand to the water glass in front of him, and under the gaze of Pachu and Sajia, the water glass began to twist. Seeing this, Pachu grasped Baz's wrist across the table.
"You stole the power of the great wizard!"
Baz couldn't help crying out in pain: "Tap, let go! Listen to me."
"Some time ago, Bran's brother borrowed his power in the tavern, and this matter spread throughout Northland City within a few days. After hearing this news, I kept thinking-what am I?."
Seeing that Pachu was a little unclear, Baz reminded: "You were there that day. Bran killed me and resurrected me."
When she heard these words, Sajia's eyes brightened, and she stopped talking.
Looking at Pachu who was a little dazed, Baz continued: "I am the creation of the great wizard, and his power is flowing in my body. It's just that I haven't thought about it before, until Adam reminded me. So I started secretly. Practice, and quickly found the trick."
Pachu glanced at the weird water cup, "It's fast enough, please fix it again."
Buzz was a little bit sly, "It can only be done at the moment, so I want to ask you for tips on the use of power."
"You should directly consult the great wizard, not me."
Barzio slightly cats to the waist, "He doesn't blame this kind of thing, he is already very generous. If I ask in person, I don’t know the depth. And I know what you think, in a sense, we will be all the way sooner or later. People. Helping me is also helping yourself."