In order to cultivate those ancestral snakes into mature forms, the Black Soya Snake Tribe really paid too much.

Who could have thought that those ancestral snakes had just become mature and were swallowed up one by one by Morin.

Xolon shouted, and he tried his best to transform into a snake, turning himself into a half-snake man. He desperately wanted to influence Morin and make Morin give up swallowing those black snakes. But, unfortunately, it didn't work at all.

He had no way of hurting Morin.

Every time he stepped forward, the black mist and black-red flames beside Morin's body would surge out and push him away. Occasionally, he finally got close to Morin and began to attack him fiercely, but faint silver lines appeared on Morin's huge snake body, making his attack miss and completely ineffective.

Finally, everything was over, and Morin had swallowed all the black snakes.

He moved his body and turned into a human form again.

"Well, not bad, it's really good."

Morin felt the condition of his body and the changes that were taking place in it, and couldn't help but smile softly.

He devoured numerous Black Soya snakes, and the benefits he gained were undoubtedly enormous.

"Maureen, Maureen Olsen, you, you actually swallowed our ancestral snake, you actually swallowed our ancestral snake..." Xollon's body was shaking, and he couldn't even speak clearly.

"Yeah, yes, I swallowed it."

Maureen nodded, looking very calm.

Xollon was so angry that his chest felt tight. He stretched out his hand, pointed at Morin, and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Molin, you swallowed our ancestor snake, so come on, come on, swallow me too, come and swallow me!"

Morin's figure suddenly disappeared.

He stood in front of Xolon, stretched out one hand, grasped Xolon's neck, and looked at Xolon coldly.

"I'm sorry, Xolon, but I have no interest in swallowing up garbage like you."

Maureen shook his head and said calmly.

Xollon kept struggling, his face turning blue and red. He used up all his strength to utter a few words, saying: "We... the Black Soya Snake People... will not... will not let you go!" His face looked distorted, but he was very pleased.

"You won't let me go? Really?"

Mo Lin was stunned for a moment, then he chuckled.

"Xolon, you know, I have already decided that from now on, there will be no more Black Soya Snakemen." Morin approached Xolon and whispered in Xolon's ear.

Xolon's eyes suddenly widened.

Although what Morin said was simple, the implications were chilling.

The Black Soya Snake Tribe...

From now on, there will be no more Black Soya snakemen...

Xollon struggled even more violently, whimpering in his mouth, and seemed to want to say something very much.

Unfortunately, Morin didn't want to give him any chance.

With a bang, as Morin exerted force with his palm, Xolon's body exploded and turned into countless pieces of meat and blood mist.

Morin slowly withdrew his hand, his face showing a calm expression, as if he had just done something insignificant.

Soon, his eyes fell to the ground.

What Morin saw was a large number of Black Soya snakemen.

"It's time to deal with the Black Soya Snake Man." Morin's eyes narrowed slightly.

He moved his body and flew towards the chaotic Black Soya snake people in front of him.

When Morin came back again, it was already many days later.

No one asked where Maureen had gone.

Morin is the Holy Lord. It doesn’t matter where he went. What matters is that Morin returned safely, and that’s good enough.

"Owner."

Feilin came over and whispered.

A knight came over, holding a tray in his hand. The tray was covered with a red cloth, and under the red cloth were several human heads.

Conn and Claire's heads were covered in blood, their eyes were wide open, and their expressions were terrified and distorted.

Morin took a quick look and his heart moved slightly. The black and red fire of purgatory emerged from the void and wrapped around the human head. In a moment, the heads of Kang En and others were burned into nothingness.

"Gray is taking the knights to clear out the other fleeing people. There are many knights who have joined the Temple, and a large number of them are still in the Holy City." Feilin whispered.

Morin nodded slightly and said nothing.

"Master, you have been away for a few days, so those Black Soya snake people..." Feilin couldn't help but speak.

"there is none left?"

Maureen spoke calmly.

Gone? What's gone?

Feilin was stunned.

Morin looked over quietly and said, "From now on, there will be no more Black Soya snakemen in this world."

"The Black Soya Snakeman is dead."

"Dead."

Morin's voice was calm, without much ups and downs, but his words shocked Feilin.

If the Black Soya Snakemen are gone, extinct, then the entire Black Soya Snakemen race...

Feilin took a deep breath.

She already understood what Maureen meant.

"By the way, Feilin, since Gray has led the knights to hunt down the fleeing knights, then you should go and kill the others." Morin's brows moved slightly, and he said, "Whether it is the holy noble knights who betrayed before, or the liberal knights, they are all powerful knight families, right?"

"Kill them all."

"Bring all the resources of those knight families back to the Holy Palace, and then let those knight families disappear into thin air."

Morin's voice was calm, but Feilin knew that before long, a huge bloody storm would break out in the Holy City again.

"Okay, master." Feilin bowed.

Maureen nodded.

His heart moved slightly, and immediately, a small thin booklet flew out and floated in front of Feilin.

"This booklet records all the knight families with ulterior motives. Feilin, take this booklet and kill them one by one until all of them are killed." Morin looked at Feilin and ordered.

Feilin didn't say anything, but just nodded vigorously.

She took the thin booklet, knelt on one knee and saluted Maureen, then turned and left.

The Dragon Prison Warlocks were wearing black robes and walking silently on the streets, without any movement or sound, as if they were the gods of death from the underworld.

Morin looked at the numerous Dragon Prison Warlocks and a smile appeared on his face.

Rows of palace lanterns emitted a faint light, illuminating the surroundings.

Morin turned around and slowly walked towards the Holy Palace.

…………

Bang! A muffled sound was heard, and the heavy door fell heavily to the ground.

The expressionless faces of Feilin and the Dragon Prison Warlocks were revealed.

There was a panic among the knights, as well as many angry shouts.

Feilin was completely deaf to those voices.

She raised her hand slightly.

"superior!"

Immediately, numerous Dragon Prison Warlocks rushed in and massacred the numerous members of the knight nobility inside.

The cross sword slashed into the person's body, making a strange muffled sound, and the person's screams continued to ring out.

Feilin had a blank expression on her face. She strode in with a cross sword in her hand.

The air was thick with the smell of blood.

The blood formed a pool and kept flowing out.

…………

“Ah…you guys, you guys!”

The old servant who opened the door screamed in fear when he saw the blood-soaked Dragon Prison Warlocks outside the door with a cold aura.

Feilin stood outside and looked carefully at the mansion of this knight noble.

"It's a shame that all of you are going to die."

She looked forward and spoke.

The people inside noticed something unusual and ran over.

Feilin and the Dragon Prison Warlocks stood quietly, not moving.

The scene at this time was very strange.

Inside were the members of the Knight family who were completely ignorant of everything, and outside were the Dragon Prison Warlocks who were covered in blood and filled with a cold aura.

The killing is about to begin again.

…………

The lights are dim.

Morin sat in a high-back chair, quietly looking at the holy city lit up by thousands of lights in the night.

He was in a very high position and could have a panoramic view of the entire holy city.

Maureen thought the scenery here was really beautiful.

His eyes moved slightly, and some strange words surrounded by black flames appeared in the air. This was Feilin sending him a message.

"Have you almost killed them all? Well, very good, very good."

Maureen nodded slightly.

He looked at the strange words, and some of them caught his attention.

"There were some riots in the Holy City. Precious resources in some warehouses were stolen. Moreover, the slums are also very unstable. It seems that riots may break out at any time..."

Maureen was a little surprised.

He clapped his hands gently.

With a whoosh, a silver book from the bookshelf flew out instantly. The silver book had a pair of small silver wings that fluttered constantly, making the originally heavy silver book suddenly become very cute.

The silver book flew obediently into Morin's palm and then lay motionless.

The small silver wings disappeared, and a faint silver glow appeared on the surface of the silver book.

Maureen started flipping through the books.

He flipped through the pages very quickly, as if without any purpose, or as if he was just flipping through them out of boredom.

Suddenly, Maureen stopped flipping through the book.

"Hmm, there's actually a little mouse. What a surprise." Maureen was a little surprised.

"And I didn't expect that this little mouse was none other than my old friend."

Maureen put the book on the table and stretched.

The silver page that was opened kept twisting, and soon, that silver page changed. The content on the page disappeared, and it turned into the shape of a person.

It's Jefferson.

In other words, it was Larin who had snatched Jefferson’s body and was plotting in the ghetto.