Wizards of the North

When Zoya decided to return to the sea of ​​magic to build a handy weapon, Bran was tracking the escaped monster in the starry sky. The sudden return of Xi Rui and others disrupted many arrangements, but it also brought unexpected encounters.

——For example, Mu Sha's perception of death, and the plumes of smoke that accumulate on his body.

It was this chance that prompted Bran to track the stars.

For the time being, the monster in the snowy area can't run, so don't worry; the monster that escaped into the magical sea is the same, and Huahua is standing there.

It's not difficult for Bran to track, because it will inevitably leave traces. He didn't even need to actively search, the first magic net here had already pointed the direction.

At this time, the magic net was absorbing the dissipated magic power along the remaining traces, extending out several branches like vines.

Bran murmured the smell of dust as he tried to distinguish. It is a pity that he can't be called a qualified **** of death, and there is no discovery after some investigation.

Not that he was sure that the fleeing monster did not touch the area of ​​death, but that he could not be sure about anything...

"Come one by one!"

Along with the lament, Bran chose a remnant at will and chased it down. Just like in the sea, he turned into a shadow again, and drifted away with the help of magical force.

Fortunately, there is no endless escape from the target. Just like the general, when he realized that there was no danger coming from behind, he gradually slowed down, began to hesitate, and began to patrol; unfortunately, Bran, who was chasing after him, could not find the breath of death.

Compared with Mu Sha, this monster felt more alert, at least spotted Bran who came quietly and assumed a defensive posture.

"Don't be nervous, I won't be malicious after seeing you."

"Uh-" This unreasonable sentence made the monster feel baffled, and at the same time became more vigilant. Although Bran's aura in front of him was very weak, not like a strong one at all, it was exactly the same gloomy aura that made it choose to escape.

"You don't need to look behind me, I'm here alone." Bran spreads out his hands habitually, "I am in a hurry now, so to make a long story short, show me the starry sky of my hometown in my memory."

"That's it?" Looking at Bran, who was dismissive and too lazy to explain, the monster showed a starry sky in doubt. The four seasons flowed, the starry sky changed, with a trace of melancholy and nostalgia, and even let it be lost for a moment.

If Bran makes a move at this time, even if he doesn't die, he still has to lose a piece of meat. But when it slowed down, Bran had turned into a gloom and turned and left.

"Uh--"

It is precisely this way, it actually gave birth to a little sense of trust. So seized the opportunity and followed. Tentatively, there is nothing to say: "I'm not afraid, I'm lying to you?"

"Don't be afraid, you will fall into my hands sooner or later, then everything will be liquidated."

"Uh-" Where is this confidence? "You are not afraid that I will run..."

"—Run?" Bran let out an inexplicable laugh. "From the moment I saw me, certain marks have been deeply imprinted. Oh, no need to look down, you can't find it. Because that imprint is not I was branded by this starry sky.

As long as you still live under this starry sky, as long as you have faced me, you will sooner or later fall into my arms.

--escape? "

Bran couldn't help but laugh, "Then run away..."

"How is Snowland now?"

"Those who haven't escaped are still alive. They were just beaten and driven out of the center of the snowy area. At the last moment, a few rushed into the magical sea. Among them, they were called'Musha', after they met me. died."

"Dead? How could it be possible!"

"Yeah, I am also strange, why did I die?"

"I am not saying that I am dead, but how is it possible that this kind of thing will happen after entering the magic sea?"

Bran responded casually: "Yeah, how could this happen again? Or, try hiding in the magical sea. Trust me, you will find the answer."

"Uh-" The monster was dumb for a while, it was not stupid, and it was naturally able to hear the ridicule. But the more so, the more proof that the other party did not lie to it.

That kind of casual, that kind of disdain means too obvious.

"What should I do?"

"Sleeping back to the snowy area quietly, staying honestly, no one will pay attention to you. Oh, yes! Now, my sister provides shelter to the snowy area, and it is safer for you to go back there.

Otherwise, others will find you too.

Just stop here, stop following—"

Even if I want to follow, I can't keep up. Because with this similar warning, Bran disappeared. It is not even clear how Bran left.

It seems that during the conversation, the mist is getting thinner...

Of course it is getting thinner and thinner. Since he has run so far, Bran certainly can't run in vain, and he has made a little contribution to the expansion of the magic network.

In the face of the vast starry sky, Bran has become accustomed to being able to spread out a little...

...

Next, then continue to the next...

Bran didn't feel like he was hunting down prey, but a lobbyist. Convince these fleeing monsters to return to the snowy area one by one.

During this period, like a gardener, let the branches and leaves in this area flourish quickly.