Wizards of the North

Bran watched Jonah struggling to fall, watching his body gradually cool and stiffen. A spirit wave emerged from the corpse, unwilling, helpless, and confused. It lingered next to the corpse and refused to leave.

A strange magical power converged toward the spiritual fluctuations here, as if water was injected into a mold, an illusory and twisted figure slowly appeared. It's just that the magic power is too thin, like the light smoke injected into the bottle, which continuously collides with the bottle wall as the bottle shakes, and then collapses and aggregates.

The peculiar magic has a gray texture, but after condensing it seems to have color. As time went by, Jonah's transparent figure appeared before his eyes.

He first looked down at his body, and touched his body with both hands subconsciously. Then he looked at Bran with a complex expression, seeming to have a thousand words, but finally turned into a sigh.

Bran carefully looked at the newly born dead in front of him, observing the peculiar magic that composes his body. This magic power loses all its original characteristics after being transformed into a tangible thing. It is no longer magic power, but a visible and sensible physical substance.

Buna condensed the natural magic field, then raised his hand to Jonah, and easily inserted his hand into his body, as if into the cold water. Then Bran pulled his hand out and watched the body in front of him return to normal after a ripple.

Jonah just wanted to ask something, but the light of the knife lit up, and a plain knife cut across his body. The imaginary break did not occur, as if a water mark was splashed across the water, and the water surface returned to calm after the water mark fell.

The magic field slowly opened, and Bran stretched out his hand again.

This time Jonah was scared!

Instinct prompted him to want to stay away from Bran, but found that he couldn't move at all. He watched, the hand slowly stretched into his body, and then he dug out a part of his body.

He felt a cold body, and then unbearable heat and pain!

"No!" Jonah let out a scream.

But accompanied by the scream, the light of the knife lit up again, with magical power surging on the knife and starlight shining. With the piercing pain! His body was split in half from head to toe.

The two bodies shook hard for a while and fell to the ground one after another. There was light smoke rising slowly from the fracture, and then the light smoke gradually blended, pulling the two bodies together again.

Bran’s behavior made Jonah start to fear!

So he began to beg for mercy. Then the begging for mercy became a curse, and the cursing became a bitter pleading again, and finally there was only a trembling, a weak tremor.

Now he is terribly scared!

Very scared, those curious eyes are always bright, transparent, and without a trace of impurities. Only curiosity, deep curiosity.

He once had such a pair of eyes, so he knew that everything had just begun...

eternal life? Do not! He only hopes to die immediately!

...

Curiosity is human nature. Some people get answers from curiosity, while others get lessons.

Zoya and Irene stood curiously beside the ancient tree, looking up at the weird and slightly funny painted face. Just now, when the two were fighting fiercely, Gu Shu slipped over from the martial arts field. I was about to protest, but remembered that Bran had gone out.

So the two men immediately corrected their attitudes and stood obediently in front of the ancient tree, putting on the face of a curious baby.

"Bran gave you to me." The ancient tree's voice echoed in the midair of the city mansion, and most of the northern city could hear it clearly.

Huahua sat on the canopy and stretched out her pointed nails on the branches below her, making a shallow mark. Following Huahua's movements, the ancient tree became silent, and the two wills quarreled and negotiated silently, and finally compromised.

"You are too weak," Gu Shu stretched out two vines and patted the girl's head gently. Amidst their grinning expressions of pain, he continued: "But I have a way to make you stronger!"

Zoya and Irene immediately became serious, their looks became serious and solemn, and their curiosity was quickly replaced by the look of expectation.

"But this process is very dangerous and painful."

Zoya and Irene said in unison: "We are not afraid!"

The old tree shook the crown of the tree with excitement, and several vines were kneaded and entangled because of the excitement.

"So training begins?"

"it is good!"

Along with the crisp responses of the two girls, a hornet's nest with a large palm fell under their feet...

...

Lily's fire not only ignited the demon's camp, but also ignited the grassland. The fire chased the demons who fled in panic, gradually becoming a prairie fire.

The walls of the Anya people are still crowded with people watching the excitement, and the wind is mixed with a scorching breath, raising the flag of the people from the north outside the city.

This lonely flag constantly attracts everyone's attention as if possessing magic power. Even if I force myself to look away, but after a while, my eyes will return there.

The wind is turbulent, the fire is turbulent, and the hearts of the people are turbulent on the Scarlet Plain.

At this moment Lily was sitting on the bear and walking unhurriedly. After the fire, she could temporarily rest for a while. Now, it is necessary to give the demons time so that they can gather the army calmly.

If Bran is here, let him tell some interesting stories and kill this boring time. Perhaps, you can also see Bran's weird methods.

When was the last time you beat him up?

There are fewer and fewer opponents who can raise interest, and now he only has his own brother. Just with Bran’s rogue temperament, how can he force him to do it with himself?

She missed Bran! Want to know how Bran will deal with these demons. Want to see Bran's weird methods.