Unbeknownst to Morin, news of his deeds and news had been spreading, he was now lying in the carriage with his arms behind his head, watching the scenery move slowly outside.

The carriage moved forward, following the map collected by Morin, heading in the direction of the Ginktama Hand.

The unexpected episode in the middle has been dealt with, then, Mo Lin has to do what he has already done, he has to return to the hands of the Silver Soul, and then kill the Lord of the Silver Soul, so that the essence blood of the Nine Heavens Ice Scorpion Emperor can regain its divinity, only in this way, can he use the four true powers to promote at the same time, without leaving the slightest regret.

"The reason why I came to fight Matthew and kept designing Matthew was also to learn more about the true meaning of the fourth level, so that I could have a better grasp of the initiative of Gintama in the future. ”

Maureen's fingers tapped slowly on the walls of the carriage with an indescribable peculiarity.

He couldn't help but feel a little indignant.

After all, after that, what he was facing was not an injured fourth-level true intent, but many undamaged powerful true intent existences, especially the Lord of the Silver Soul, who was able to make other fourth-level true intents bow down, and he must be extremely powerful among the fourth-level true intents.

"Although I dealt with Matthew, killed him, and had the experience and confidence to face the fourth-level true intent, I still suffered some injuries. Merlin frowned slightly at the thought of his current physical condition.

After all, what he was facing was a powerful fourth-level true intent, and Morin was still very seriously injured when he fought with Matthew, but it was not obvious from the surface.

This is true in the face of an injured fourth-level true intent, so what about the Lord of the Silver Soul after facing them?

Maureen felt a heaviness, and an indescribable pressure.

"Let's heal first. ”

Maureen leaned against the limp of the carriage and closed his eyes slightly.

"The chip, scan me, analyze the data of my whole body, and create a new data item to determine the treatment plan in order to 1!" he gave such an order to the chip.

"Ding, the mission has been established. ”

"Mission in Progress ......"

The sound of the chip's cold machinery rang out.

A cold pale blue curtain of light appeared in front of Morin's eyes, in which groups of data kept flashing and floating, which was the chip scanning him and making various calculations.

In this way, Morin slowly rushed in the direction of the Gintama Hand while carrying out the treatment according to the various treatment plans calculated by the chip.

His current location is in the Arctic Sea, and it will take a long time to return to the Wizarding Continent, but Merlin can wait now, and he can wait.

While on the road, Morin's injuries had fully recovered, and there were even some improvements.

That night, Maureen walked into a small town.

The carriage clicked forward, and a wooden sign stood diagonally on the brown road outside the town, on which the name of the town was faintly visible: Hongsha Town.

With a creak, Maureen stepped back from the door and stepped out of the carriage.

"Welcome, welcome, honorable guest!" Morin came to the outside of a hotel, and the hotel guy hurriedly greeted him, he was smiling, smiling so much that he couldn't see his teeth, this guy was a young man, with curly hair, and he looked exceptionally sunny.

"Give my horse some fresh beef and add some spirits. ”

Morin smiled softly at the fellow and said.

The horses in his carriage were not ordinary horses, but witchcraft horses, which could not eat grass, but needed flesh and wine.

Afterwards, Maureen entered the inn, where he had dinner, and then went into the best room of the inn.

The night was good and beautiful, and Merlin looked at the bright moon outside the window above the sky, smiled, closed the window, and began to meditate.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside.

"Mr. Morin, Mr. Morin!" someone shouted out from outside the door.

Is that the young guy?

"Come to me at this time?" Morin's eyes opened at once.

He stepped forward and opened the door, but there was nothing outside, it was empty.

Only the faint light from the hallway outside the door came out.

No one?

Maureen frowned.

He returned to his bed and sat cross-legged to continue his meditation, but not long after he sat down, the young man's voice began to sound again.

"Mr. Morin, Mr. Morin!"

This time the young man's voice was even more urgent, and he even kept knocking on the door so hard that the whole door slammed.

Morin's face couldn't help but sink.

This time Mo Lin didn't get up, his spiritual power gathered, and it spread out like a tide, wanting to rush out of this room to carefully perceive the situation outside the room.

But what made Mo Lin's brow sink was that his spiritual power was firmly confined to the room, and he couldn't radiate it at all.

Rumble!!

The air was blurred, and Mo Lin's spiritual power directly turned into a terrifying tornado, convoluting, and smashing the gate into a smash.

Sawdust flew, and pieces of the gate were scattered all over the ground.

But there was no hair outside, nothing.

Nothing.

It's as if everything was an illusion.

"It's interesting, it's really interesting. Morin's body moved, floating in mid-air, and he smiled, saying this.

The situation has become more obvious, he seems to have inadvertently entered the secret land of witchcraft, which is why he has encountered a lot of strange events now.

It's a bit of a surprise.

Morin thought so, surprised.

At this moment, some voices suddenly came from outside.

Bang.

Bang.

There was a dull sound of drumming outside, someone was talking loudly, a salute was blowing, and there was a cheer outside.

Maureen opened the window and found that the situation outside had changed.

The once narrow streets had become wider, and a group of well-dressed soldiers with white top hats and a bright red feather on their heads were striding forward, beating their drums slowly and blowing their trumpets vigorously.

In the distance, there was the sound of cannon salutes, red and green tidbits bursting in the air, and in the streets, countless people were gathered together, their faces flushed, waving their arms, and cheering vigorously.

Morin's brow froze.

After a few moments, Merlin's brow slowly loosened, and he smiled and walked straight out of the room.

The hotel was empty, as if in a short moment, all the figures had completely disappeared.

As if he hadn't seen what was in front of him, Maureen walked forward, out of the door of the inn, and onto the street.

The celebratory scenes around became more vivid and vivid, and all of a sudden rushed into Morin's mind and senses, all kinds of things, all kinds of sounds, all kinds of pictures rushed into Morin's senses a thousand times over, making everything change.

The picture is distorting, the sound is distorting, the world is bright and dark, and it begins to change, becoming a large oil painting, all kinds of colors, all kinds of color spots are falling off and distorted.

For ordinary third-level wizards, everything is deadly, just when they first start to get in touch, their minds will be completely overwhelmed by all kinds of information and all kinds of messy things, making them go crazy in an instant.

There's too much information, and it's too distorted.

The look on Morin's face was very indifferent, and he walked forward, watching from the side of the road.

More and more soldiers appeared, the drums grew louder and louder, and the cheers of the people grew louder.

In the streets, a carriage drawn by four huge white horses appeared, and a young king with a crown on his head, a splendid robe on his body, and a scepter in his hand sat in the carriage, waving his hand to the people around him, and was inspecting his territory.

The shimmer of light around was completely boiling.

The smile on the king's face was very friendly, and when he waved his hand, as if he had found something, he looked at Merlin for a long time, and then looked away, and looked elsewhere, and the people around him were still cheering for their king as if they had not noticed the slightest thing.

And that king had the same face as Maureen.

Maureen smiled, as if he hadn't noticed it.

He stretched out his hand and patted a middle-aged man in front of him who was full of flesh, wearing short sleeves and looking greasy.

"Hey, dude!" said Merlin.

"Who's beating me, why do I have to come and take a closer look at the king? ”

The rude middle-aged man cursed, he turned around, rolled up his sleeves, and wanted to beat the person behind him.

“biu~”

Morin chuckled and snapped his fingers at him, then Morin pulled the black robe on his body and left.

The rude middle-aged man froze in place all of a sudden.

Cracks appeared on his body, and then soon, endless blood flowed out of the middle-aged man's body, as if it was a river, completely submerging the place.

Blood kept flowing out of the noses, eyes, and ears of the people around them, and blood stains appeared one after another, making them look extremely terrifying.

But as if they hadn't expected to see it, they still kept cheering and shouting, allowing gulps of blood to rush out of their mouths.

On the throne, the body of the king, who had the same face as Morin, was crooked to the side, his eyes widened, almost protruding from his sockets, and he could no longer die if he was already dead.

Maureen slowly returned to the hotel.

The strange thing is that there was no one in the hotel originally, but now the hotel has become extremely lively, the whole hotel is brightly lit, full of guests, waiters back and forth, and constantly sending all kinds of dishes.

It was so lively and noisy, and a fresh breath emanated.

"Mr. Morin, Mr. Morin!" the guy from before reappeared, and he waved his hand vigorously at Merlin, with a bright smile on his face.

"Mr. Morin, did you just go out? Wow, it's just the right time for you to come back. ”

The man came to Morin's side, his steps were light, his toes swirled as if he were dancing, and said, "Our hotel is preparing a brand new dish today, which our hotel's chef has been preparing for a long time, and he wants to invite the guests here to taste it for free." ”

"Mr. Morin, you happen to be back, and if you come back late, then this dish will be gone!"

The guy laughed and looked very happy.

At this time, a huge trolley appeared in front of him, and a middle-aged fat man who looked white and fat, with a hat on his head, a towel around his neck, and a warm smile on his face, walked over with a food cart and nodded to everyone around.

Soon, it was time to try the dishes.

In order to share the joy, the chef asked everyone in the room to conduct a lot, and if the person who won the lottery was able to come forward and make the first cut and distribution of his new dish, and coincidentally, Maureen drew the lot.

"Mr. Morin, are you the one who drew the lot, wow, that's really fateful. The guy next to him showed an exaggerated smile on his face and said, "It is said that the new dish this time is a large portion of barbecue, but I don't know how you want to divide it, Mr. Morin?"

"I'm looking forward to it. The guy said, with a look of anticipation on his face.

Morin smiled, he didn't shirk, took a dinner knife and walked with his buddy in the direction of the dining cart in front of him.

The dining cart opened, revealing its contents.

It's a man covered in scorch.

He and Maureen had the exact same face.

It's another Morin.

An enticing scent came out instantly, intoxicating the guests around them.

"Mr. Morin, cut it quickly, cut it quickly. The man looked at the 'Morin' on the dining car, urging Morin, his eyes lit up, as if he couldn't wait.

"I didn't expect it to be so fragrant. ”

Merlin took a deep breath and admired, he turned his head, looked at the guy next to him, smiled, and said, "It's hard for you to design so many traps for me." ”

"You're welcome, Mr. Morin!"

The smile on the man's face was full of sunshine and he looked extraordinarily bright.