The small fishing village has no name. The villagers have always lived here quietly. They do so, their ancestors did so, and their descendants will do so too.

The fishing village is small and quiet, as if isolated from the world. Although it is close to the sea, it is not noisy at all. A huge port called Focteau was built near the small fishing village. All kinds of maritime transactions are carried out in the port of Focteau. All the prosperity has nothing to do with this ancient fishing village.

The villagers had gotten used to everything, but one day, when they returned to the fishing village, they were surprised to find a young man had come to the village.

The man was very young, probably in his early twenties. He was riding a majestic warhorse, wearing a black robe, and was renting a house from the villagers in the small fishing village.

The young man was not short of money. He gave the owner of the house a gold coin, which made the owner of the house, a middle-aged woman, tremble all over. She didn't know where to put her hands and even stuttered and couldn't speak clearly.

The villagers had many speculations about the young man. They guessed that the young man was the eldest son of a noble family, or the heir to a large chamber of commerce, and so on.

Mo Lin didn't know the villagers' speculations about his identity. He opened the window, looked at the vast starry sky where the sea and the sky met, and exhaled softly.

"Huh~~" Mo Lin sighed.

"After searching carefully for such a long time, I finally determined a more specific location, and I also finally made the necessary witchcraft rune array."

Maureen narrowed his eyes slightly and spoke softly.

After leaving Emilia, Morin kept moving forward according to the direction given by the chip. After carefully checking the map, Morin finally found this small fishing village that was almost isolated from the world.

"The necessary witchcraft array has been prepared. I still need to make some defensive measures. Next, all I have to do is wait."

Maureen muttered to herself.

The villagers of the small fishing village were surprised to find that the young man was not staying in the house, which was contrary to his usual behavior. For several days in a row, he kept appearing in various places in the small fishing village, as if he was busy with something. The villagers asked if they needed help, but the young man smiled and refused.

The young man seemed to have finished all his work. He left the house and stood in front of a beach, looking at the sea as if staring at something.

"Young man, what...what are you looking at?" The old man in charge of guarding the lighthouse was drunk. He was staggering with his eyes blurry.

"I'm waiting for something."

Morin looked at the sea and said lightly.

"Waiting for something... Young man, are you waiting for someone? But there is nothing on the sea?" The old man guarding the lighthouse was stunned. He looked towards the sea, but saw only the empty sea and nothing else.

Maureen didn't move, and the old man guarding the lighthouse muttered, whispered something, and then staggered away.

The villagers soon found out what the young man was doing, and the way they looked at him changed and became a little strange.

At night, the weather suddenly changed.

The storm was violent and the rain was pouring down, turning the whole world into a swaying curtain of rain.

"Oh, damn it, damn it!" The old man guarding the lighthouse kept adding fuel to the flame, making the entire lighthouse as bright as day. His efforts were not in vain. Finally, the fishing boat returned safely to the small fishing village under the guidance of the lighthouse.

The villagers on the fishing boat expressed their gratitude to the old man, but the old man just laughed and cursed a few times.

"By the way, where is that young man?"

The old man guarding the lighthouse thought of something, and he quickly turned his head and looked towards the beach.

The beach was empty, there was nothing.

The young man has disappeared.

“This…” The old man was stunned and couldn’t help but be stunned.

Morin didn't know what others were thinking. When the storm appeared, he knew that the time had come.

The right time, the right place, with the right strength, seize the right opportunity, and go back to a certain point in time in ancient times.

"Lildis Majayel..."

Maureen whispered a witchcraft spell.

The entire Xiaoyu emitted an invisible wave, causing the entire space to become blurry and vibrate.

A transparent shadow appeared in front of Morin. The shadow was twisting and flashing incomparably, and a faint whistling sound was heard, as if it was a storm gathering in front of him.

Morin took a deep breath, a faint silver light appeared in his eyes, and his body seemed to merge into the surrounding void. At this critical moment, Morin had already used the Minai Totem and his innate witchcraft, the Boundless Void.

"bring it on……"

Morin moved his body and strode into the transparent shadow.

The feeling of entering the shadow was very strange, as if one was crushed by countless rotating millstones, making the whole body feel like it was almost shattered. It was extremely painful, but after that pain, everything returned to normal.

Morin was still standing on the beach, but what he saw before him was not the small fishing village he had seen before, but a bustling seaport.

This harbor is very large and is much more prosperous than the Fokto Harbor that is envied by everyone in the small fishing village.

I'm afraid no one could have imagined that this small fishing village would be so prosperous tens of millions of years ago.

Morin's attention was not on the changes in the small fishing village. He looked at the huge ship that appeared in front of him and almost covered the entire sky, with a stunned look on his face.

"Is this the ship that traveled between the Parsis subcontinent and the Wizard Continent in ancient times?"

Morin murmured to himself, "Style of a Caspian ship."

Then, Morin looked around and walked towards the huge Caspian-style ship.

There were many people who boarded the ship and wanted to leave the subcontinent. There were wizards in white robes, black wizards with bloody and weird temperaments, some orcs who retained animal physical characteristics, and even Morin sensed some blood sorcerers.

The Parsis subcontinent in ancient times was much more prosperous than it is now.

Morin remained calm and walked towards the place where the Fengfeng Caspian ship sold tickets. After all, his main purpose was to go to the Wizard Continent.

"Hi, gentlemen and ladies, do you want to go to the Wizarding Continent? Hurry up, our Caspian Sea ship is about to leave. If you don't hurry up, you will have to wait for the next one, which is such a pity."

"With just five thousand magic stones, you can go to the Wizard Continent, go to the Wizard Continent, everyone, you..."

A short and fat man with a smile on his face was shouting loudly at the gangway of the ship.

Suddenly, a black cloth bag flew over and landed on the short and fat man.

"I want a room." Morin looked quietly at the short and fat man in front of him.

The short and fat man was stunned. He squeezed the black cloth bag with his hand, and his eyes suddenly lit up. He almost subconsciously showed a bright smile to Morin.

"No problem, of course not."

"Mr. Wizard, please, please."

The short and fat man nodded and said.

Soon, the Caspian Sea ship set sail. The huge shadow of the ship looked like a moving land. Responsible for pulling the ship were several extremely large giant turtles with strange bloodlines. They raised their heads and let out earth-shaking roars.

Morin opened the window of the room and looked out. He could feel that the Caspian Sea ship was gradually sailing away and slowly heading towards the Wizard Continent.

The Parsis subcontinent is just that far away.

Maureen smiled, closed the window, sat cross-legged on the bed, calmed himself, and began to meditate.