Gintama's Hand

At this time, the hands of the Gintama were not calm.

The air was filled with restlessness, and the warlocks were panicked and anxious.

By now, everyone knows what happened.

The High Priest is dead, many, many Silver Soul Priests are dead, so many powerful Silver Soul Priests are dead, this blow to the Silver Soul Hand is almost fatal, and the Silver Soul Hand without the fourth-level true intention suppression is just a piece of delicious fat meat, which can only be slaughtered by others.

By the way, I heard that the person who killed the hand of the Gintama was Morin, Morin Olsen, the former Silversoul Warlock.

"Morin, that Morin Olsen, how could he kill the High Priest Ah, you know, the High Priest gave them a fourth-level true meaning existence for many years, and their strength is powerful, and they are extremely terrifying in themselves, but they were killed by Merlin, this, this is really ......" The two Silver Soul Warlocks who were stationed outside were discussing something, and they kept talking something, and there was worry and worry in their words that could not be concealed.

At this time, they couldn't help but exclaim.

I don't know when, in front of me, a figure suddenly appeared, that person had a beautiful face, wearing a black robe, giving people an indifferent and calm atmosphere, it was none other than Mo Lin.

"Maureen, Maureen Olsen, you ......"

One of the Ginsoul Warlocks had seen Merlin, and he reached out and pointed at Morin, stammering, but unable to utter a word.

Then he saw that Morin turned his head and smiled at him.

Hiss!

The Silver Soul Warlock instantly gasped, and as soon as his body moved, he almost fainted without just that.

Mo Lin naturally didn't pay attention to the Silver Soul Warlock just now, he walked straight forward and came to the hall of the Silver Soul Hand.

"Maureen?"

"Maureen Olsen?"

There are some Silver Soul Warlocks here, and when they see Merlin, they can't help but be stunned.

"There are some people here, but there are still not enough people. Ignoring the exclamations of the warlocks in front of him, Merlin looked ahead and spoke.

Yes, there are not enough people, and all the warlocks must be gathered.

Merlin thought to himself.

His body floated in mid-air, and he slowly raised his hand.

Rumble!!

A huge black energy emanated from his hand, forming a brilliant black light, which instantly soared into the sky.

In the sky above the entire Silver Soul Hand, an incomparably thick and blazing black pillar of light suddenly appeared, and the Silver Soul Warlocks in other parts of the Silver Soul Hand saw this scene, and the expressions on their faces were stunned, and they were all stunned.

"Who, who?"

"What's going on?"

The Silversoul Warlocks had blank and shocked looks on their faces, but they reacted quickly.

The reactions and fluctuations of the witchcraft in the air kept flooding, and one figure after another flashed out, and the silver soul warlocks appeared one after another.

It didn't take long for the place to be densely packed, all of them were Silver Soul Warlocks.

"Maureen Olsen!"

The Silver Soul Warlocks saw the figure in mid-air, and after a little calm, they couldn't help but lose their voices.

"Very well, you're all here. Merlin looked at the Gintama Warlocks around him, nodded, and he spoke, "Let me tell you one thing, from now on, I will be the new master of the Silversoul Hand, and I will be the new Lord of the Silversoul." ”

"Surrender. Merlin turned his head, and he looked at the many Silver Soul Warlocks below.

After a little silence, the many Silver Soul Warlocks below suddenly erupted.

"Maureen Olsen, what are you talking about, you actually want to be the new master of the hands of the Gintama, you ......" A Silversoul Warlock stood up, he looked at Merlin, his face showed anger, and said, "Do you want to come to find death, are you crazy......"

Before he could finish his words, a powerful momentum suddenly rose from Merlin's body, roaring like a storm tornado, and rolling wildly towards the surroundings.

"I mean it. ”

Morin only said a word, and the scene was completely silent.

True meaning, the true meaning of the fourth level.

There are many third-level warlocks in the hand of the silver soul, and their status is only relatively high, but there are very few fourth-level true intentions, only a few silver soul priests, and now that the silver soul priests are dead, Mo Lin has become a fourth-level true meaning......

Could he really be the new owner of the Gintama Hand?

The expressions on the faces of the Gintama Warlocks kept changing, and they looked very inexplicable.

"I remember you, you're a disciple of Sopat, right?" Morin looked at the Silver Soul Warlock who spoke, his face was flat, his eyes were very calm, and he said, "Sopater is dead. ”

What the?

The Silversoul Warlock was shocked, and an indescribable fear surged in his heart, and he wanted to say something, but it was too late.

Bang!

With a wave of Morin's hand, the Silver Soul Warlock's body exploded with a bang, turning into countless pieces of minced flesh and blood mist that slowly drifted through the air.

The warlocks around watched Mo Lin make such a move, and they couldn't help but be quiet.

Maureen Olsen.

A fourth-level true being.

But the current Gintama's hand is not only the existence of Mo Lin's true intent, but also another fourth-level true intent.

Priest of Ginktama, Flennie.

"Ma'am. Merlin turned his head, looked to the side of the void, and said, "Looks like you're getting a lot better." ”

"Yes Morin, thank you for your help. ”

Wearing a black dress, a gauze hat, and a huge brimmed hat covering half of her face, Freini slowly appeared in the air, holding a small handbag in her hand, which looked particularly exquisite.

The shadows fell, making Flaney's figure look extraordinarily long.

"Mentor......" Diana watched the scene from the side, her lips moving slightly, and she wanted to say something.

But after looking at Morin, she pursed her lips and did not speak.

"Ma'am, do you want to stop me?" said Merin, bowing slightly to Flenny.

"I only have witchcraft in my life, and I'm not interested in anything else. ”

The corners of Flanei's fair, smooth mouth were slightly hooked, revealing a bright and touching smile, she said.

"Merlin, it's okay if you want the hand of the silver soul, but don't bully Diana, don't let her be wronged in the hand of the silver soul. Finally, Flanei added.

"Of course. ”

Maureen laughed as well.

"That's good. As Fleni spoke, her body blurred, disappeared into thin air, and vanished completely.

Merlin looked ahead, and after a pause, he withdrew his gaze and looked at the Silver Soul Warlocks below, motionless.

He didn't speak, he didn't make any other sounds, he just watched the Silversoul Warlocks silently.

But the meaning is very obvious.

"Mo ...... Morin ...... Host. ”

"Lord. ”

The Soul Warlocks shuddered, they knew that if Freni had given up the fight with Merin, then no one in the Hands of the Silver Soul would be able to compete with Morin.

The other Gintama priests are dead.

Facing Morin's gaze, at the beginning, there were still people who wanted to make eye contact with Morin, but they felt an indescribable invisible pressure, which made their hearts throb and it was difficult to control themselves.

One by one, the Ginsoul Warlocks bowed their heads towards Merlin, and it didn't take long for all the Silversoul Warlocks to bow their heads towards Merlin.

"Good. ”

Merlin withdrew his gaze and said something in his heart.

He knew that from now on, the entire hand of the Silver Soul would be his.