The banquet of the Silver Castle was held, and there were no surprises, no strife, and no other places.

Many of the Silversoul Warlocks were treated with the best courtesy, and the location was good, and in this regard, not to mention other wizarding organizations, even the Warlocks of the Silver Castle were not comparable.

The wizards and warlocks thought it was just a temporary change, and after that, the wizards of the Silver Castle came to the rescue to suppress the Silversoul Warlocks, but in the end, everything was still the best, nothing changed, and nothing happened.

Merlin had dinner with many of the Silversoul Warlocks, and then, when the feast was over, they all got up with Merlin and left the place together.

The other warlocks looked at this scene and were puzzled, not knowing why this was happening.

"Take charge of ......" The wizard of the Silver Castle shouted as he looked at Gama sitting in a chair in front of him.

Gama didn't say anything, just shook her head slightly.

He was wounded, not particularly severe, but not particularly minor either.

This made him very vigilant, very frightened and scared, after all, he was already very old, already very big.

When the other wizards saw this scene, they didn't know what was happening, but they couldn't help but have some guesses in their hearts.

The hand of Gintama is not to be provoked.

This is the conclusion reached by many wizarding organizations and warlock inheritances, and they are even more cautious when facing the hand of the silver soul now than they were with the hand of the silver soul before.

In any case, under a series of actions by Morin, the Hand of the Silver Soul has completely gained a firm foothold in the nearby wizarding area, an old wizarding organization with strong prestige and reputation, Maple Leaf Forest, and a powerful wizarding organization known for its bloody indifference, Silver Castle, when facing Morin, one was swept away strongly, and the other also fell into silence, and could only let Morin and them leave safely at the celebration banquet of the old leader, which can already explain a lot of things.

And just when many wizarding organizations and warlock inheritance were suspicious, Morin started the next move with the warlocks of the Silver Soul Hand.

They wiped out some of the other wizarding organizations around them, such as the Ring of Blood and the Blue Flame, and then, slowing down the pace of expansion, began to make the final absorption, absorbing all the territory and the many resources within it.

"Morin, yesterday three more unruly wizard organizations came over, and they surrendered to us, saying that they accept our domination......"

"In addition, the copper mother resources in the north three districts are being counted, and it is expected that the latest batch of copper mothers will be delivered in five days......"

Diana's figure was very low, and she kept talking, she looked at Mo Lin in front of her, and her eyes couldn't help but be a little strange.

Recently, the hand of the silver soul has developed really fast, and it is really good, at least Diana has never seen the hand of the silver soul become like this before.

Maureen.

All of this is because of Morin.

"Good. Maureen nodded, he nodded, and withdrew his gaze, as if he had something on his mind, his gaze wandered a little, but finally lowered slightly.

"Diana, you're bothered a lot about these things. ”

Maureen looked at Diana, who was quite short, smiled, and said like this.

Diana wanted to say something, but she looked at Morin, who slowly turned away, but she couldn't help but sigh and didn't say anything more.

yes, that's how things are, after all.

She sighed a little.

Morin.

Merlin had dealt with the recent wizarding organization and the like, and he had some plans and arrangements for his next things, but now, instead of doing it, he returned to the hand of the silver soul and carefully chose a place.

He stood quietly, looking ahead, motionless, with a slight expression on his face, as if it were a statue.

In front of Morin, there was a newly erected tomb, and on the tomb, there was a faint breath around, which would form Aaron's appearance from time to time, and then change and intertwine, and soon disappear.

Aaron, Aaron.

Morin looked at the tomb in front of him and sighed low in his heart.

Aaron is dead, he is dead.

"Aaron, you died, but, before you died, you saw the Gintama priests being killed by me, and the powerful Silversoul Lord was trapped, and the last part of the sacrifice was the most important thing, I guess you should be satisfied when you saw this scene. Morin stretched out his hand and rubbed slowly on the tombstone, and he kept talking as he rubbed it.

"After all, they're all doing that to you, Experiment, Experiment......"

"It's just a tool for extracting the blood of the Purgatory Serpent. ”

Merlin muttered, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he laughed.

"I said, let you die later, so that you can see how the others died, and now, to be able to see the death of the Lord of the Silver Soul before you die, I guess you are also satisfied. Merlin said, his palm slowly reaching forward.

His palm revealed a small blue and red snake, the little snake kept swimming, and it was also constantly struggling, hissing, it looked at Merlin, and there was a look of fear and pleading in its eyes.

Merlin didn't even glance at the little snake.

Bang!

As Mo Lin's palm moved slightly, immediately, the body of the little snake exploded, turning into a puff of blood mist, which slowly dissipated in the air.

"Qiao Li is your maid, she deserves to die too, I killed her and let her come down to accompany you. Mo Lin slowly withdrew his hand, he looked at the tomb in front of him, and said this, the expression on his face was extremely indifferent.

Aaron died.

He's dead.

While in the Parsis subcontinent, Richard couldn't hold on, and he returned to Scran with his wife and children to inherit the Duchy of Skrand, and now, finally, much later, Aaron is also dead.

Compared to Richard and Maureen, Aaron is undoubtedly a man full of sad tones.

Since he was a child, he has been the prince of a certain principality, with a good background, and he has always liked Ellena, who is a childhood sweetheart, but he didn't expect that he was actually the weakest qualification, and he could only see Eleena thrown into the arms of the young gardener Carry, without any way.

His heart was painful.

Especially when Carey brags to him that Elena is a rotten thing to be played with, Aaron, a boy from a well-born aristocratic family, finally strikes and kills Carry.

But that doesn't mean the end of everything.

In the dark forest, Aaron still endured unimaginable humiliation, because he was the weakest of qualifications, a waste, and in the wizarding world, such qualifications were no different from garbage.

A lot of people were laughing at him, they were all mocking him, his mentors, those genius wizard seeds, all so, all so.

Finally, Aaron obtained the essence blood of the Black Mando Lava Serpent and became the Black Mando Lava Serpent Warlock, he finally succeeded and became an official wizard, and he also met the people of the Silver Soul Hand and joined the powerful Warlock Inheritance Silver Soul Hand.

However, fate is really fate.

The most impermanent.

The most tricky.

It is also the most creative and deceitful.

In the eyes of many Silver Soul priests, Aaron is just a flesh tool that produces the blood of the Purgatory Serpent, and they have been using Aaron to find the Purgatory World.

At this point, Aaron died.

Morin thought so and closed his eyes slightly.

"Before you die, you are thanking me, saying thank you, thank me, whether it is Scran, in the Dark Forest, or in the hand of the Silver Soul, you thank me......" The corners of Merin's mouth moved, looking as if he was smiling, and said, "No need Aaron, no need." ”

"But you, why are you dying? ”

And Richard.

Maureen thought of Richard.

Scran, the Dark Forest, the Parsis Subcontinent, and then the Wizarding Continent of the Wizarding World, this period of time, this period of time, it's really long, long.

Aaron has come so long and so far that his story is over.

The end of a story.

Is...... Very good.

Very good.

Morin was silent, his thoughts inexplicable and indescribable, he stretched out his hand and gently rubbed the tombstone.

The palm of the hand swept by, and a rough touch came from between the palms.

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