Slums.

The oil lamp flickered, emitting a faint light in the room. Larin sat in a chair, his face flickering under the flickering candlelight.

"I never expected it. I really never expected that when facing the siege of the Black Snakemen, the Holy Lord easily repelled those terrifying Black Snakemen with his own strength."

"The knights of the Holy Palace have taken action. Those knight nobles have suffered heavy losses. I guess most of them are dead now..."

Larin thought about what happened not long ago, with a puzzled expression on his face.

Morin had previously given the illusion of being weak, and because of the court meeting, he gave everyone the illusion of weakness, causing Larin and those knight nobles to think that Morin was no match. Faced with the situation of internal disloyalty and the Black Soya snakemen surrounding him externally, Morin had no choice but to face defeat.

But the changes in things were beyond everyone's expectations.

Morin took action and killed those tyrannical Black Soya Snakemen, and those proud and powerful knight nobles all died at the hands of the Holy Palace Knights.

Not only that, even the families of those knights were affected.

Larin thought about the news that came today. All the knight nobles who had ulterior motives were massacred. All the family members and servants were killed! "It's really decisive. There is not a single hidden danger left..." Larin sighed.

His eyes narrowed slightly as he thought about his situation and what he was going to do next.

"No, no, we can't go on like this!"

"It is no longer useful to continue to plan other things in secret. If I continue to do so, it will not only waste time, but may also bring me into big trouble."

"Those knights of the Holy Palace are very vigilant and very powerful. They are not easy to deal with."

The expression on Larin's face kept changing. He was already feeling a tremendous amount of pressure.

What happened was beyond his expectations.

Other thoughts suddenly occurred to Larin.

"I don't have to run away. I don't have to hide."

"The people in the Holy Palace don't know my identity at all. I can go to them on my own and reveal my identity as a wizard. I can become the guest of the Holy Lord and become a guest elder of the Holy Palace."

"I am a wizard, a type of wizard that is almost completely extinct in human society."

"You can change your way of thinking, change your approach, and think from another perspective."

"Yes, that's what we should do!"

"There is no need for me to hide and make myself embarrassed. Instead, I can go deeper into the Holy Palace and get to know it more deeply. Then I can make a good plan in the future."

Larin's eyes flashed, and his thoughts and ideas kept rising and falling. He said, "Besides, this time the Holy Palace confiscated many knight families and obtained countless precious resources. If I perform better, then I can easily get some of these resources. After all, if a mysterious person asks for some resources, I believe the Holy Lord will not refuse it."

"Besides that, there are a lot of precious materials in the library of the Holy Palace, which I also need very much. I have accumulated too little knowledge and don't have much knowledge of advanced subjects."

"The knights of the Holy Palace are very strong, and there must be some secrets inside. Once I gradually gain power in the Holy Palace, I can slowly find out."

"The same goes for the Holy Lord. He is extremely powerful and can repel the Black Soya Snake Man. I am no match for him now. He must have his own secrets. Once I come into contact with him, I can crack his secrets and learn from them to improve my own strength."

Larin's eyes sparkled.

At this time, he thought of many things.

The more he thought about it, the more Larin felt that his idea was good and very feasible.

At this time, the Holy Palace is powerful and the Holy Lord is strong. This is the best option, which is much better than hiding from place to place.

"But I can't go there empty-handed. This will give the Saint Palace's top brass a very ordinary impression. So, I have to bring something with me..."

Such a thought came into Lalin's mind.

He looked out the window, where there were many strong men wearing tattered linen clothes but with fanatical looks on their faces. They were walking around and inspecting the room for Lalin.

These men were trained by Lalin himself, and it was originally intended that they would play a big role in the subsequent planning.

But it is no longer necessary at this time.

"Killing them and using their heads as gifts for my surrender to the Holy Lord and the Holy Palace would probably be a good idea..." Larin muttered to himself, his eyes narrowed slightly, with a hint of cold light flashing across them.

It was obvious that Larin had made a decision.

Just when Larin was about to stand up and move, a faint voice suddenly sounded.

"I didn't expect that you would actually want to surrender to me and have some other ideas in your mind. Not bad, very good."

"who?!"

Larin's face suddenly changed.

He looked forward and saw Morin, who had appeared in the air in the courtyard and was staring at him quietly.

"Who are you?" Larin looked grim.

Someone entered his courtyard silently, and he didn't know anything? The strong men who were guarding the surroundings saw Morin, and after a moment of shock, they shouted and rushed towards Morin with various weapons in their hands.

Their faces were fanatical and they were ready to die.

"You want to surrender to me, so you still can't guess my identity?" Morin laughed softly. He looked at the muscular men rushing towards him and said, "Are they secretly trained? There are a lot of them, but their strength is really weak."

"Besides, they're so annoying."

Maureen said, stretching out his hand and snapping his fingers lightly.

Pop.

A soft sound.

Bang, bang, bang, in an instant, the heads of all the strong men rushing towards Morin exploded.

Many headless corpses swayed and then fell heavily to the ground.

It was extremely noisy just now, with the shouts of the guards everywhere, but in the blink of an eye, everyone was killed, and the entire courtyard fell into silence.

Larin's face looked extremely ugly.

He looked at Mo Lin, with shock in his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "Holy Lord... Lord Holy Lord."

Lalin was not stupid. After thinking about what Morin had just said and looking at the scene in front of him, he knew who appeared in front of him.

The holy lord of mankind in the world of purgatory.

Maureen Olson.

Lalin took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. Then he bowed to Morin and said, "Lord, I am willing to serve you and become your most loyal subordinate. I will never betray you."

"Oh, really."

Morin shrugged and said, "I'm sorry, I refuse."

Rejected? But Larin was not worried because he had not yet revealed his identity.

"Holy Lord, I am not an ordinary knight. I am a wizard. I am the absolute power of mankind long ago. I am an extremely mysterious wizard." Larin's face was very respectful, and he said: "Wizard Larin, I pledge allegiance to you, Holy Lord."

"I know you are a wizard, a first-level solidified wizard. This is nothing."

"Because I am a wizard."

"I'm a second-level wizard."

Mo Lin smiled casually, his eyes fell on Lalin, and said: "Lalin, do you have anything else to say?"

What? The Holy Lord is actually a wizard? Larin was shocked.

He looked up and saw Morin's smiling face and cold eyes without any smile at all.

Damn it! Larin screamed in his heart.

With a whoosh, Lalin turned around without thinking and flew towards the distant sky with all his might.

He had just flown out when an extremely thick black and red pillar of fire appeared in the air, as if piercing through the sky and earth.

"ah!!"

Lalin let out a scream, struggled a little in the column of fire, and then disappeared completely in the entire black and red column of fire.

Larin is dead.

There was no trace of death left.

A smile appeared on Maureen's face. Good, all the little mice were dealt with.

With a move of his body, Morin turned into countless dark energy particles and dissipated in the air.

He appeared in the room of the Holy Palace.

Morin leaned back in the high-back chair, looked at the holy city below the platform, and stretched lazily.

It's late at night.

…………

The carriage kept moving on the road.

The wheels rolled over the ground, making a slight sound.

The carriage was very large and extremely gorgeously decorated. The body of the carriage was made of extremely noble ebony wood. One could tell at a glance that the carriage came from a wealthy knight aristocratic family.

In the carriage, Oren, or rather, Sols, was covering his forehead and groaning in pain.

“Damn it!”

Sols's face was grim, the veins on his forehead were throbbing, and he looked extremely scary.

"Oren... Oren, why are you struggling? Tell me, why are you struggling? Wouldn't it be better for you to just die obediently and give me your body obediently?!" Sols roared in a low voice.

"ah!!"

He let out another loud cry.

The expression on Sols's face kept changing, sometimes it was Oren's look, and sometimes it was Sols's own look.

Finally, after a while, the battle of consciousness came to a temporary end.

Sols was breathing heavily.

"Damn it, damn it..." Sols looked very unhappy. Although he had won the fight just now, he couldn't be happy.

"I didn't expect it. I really didn't expect it. Oren's consciousness is still so strong."

"It's really too difficult to forcibly take away someone else's body. It's really too difficult."

Sols let out a breath.

He has occupied Oren's body for a long time, but every time Oren's consciousness fights back, he is still extremely passive.

"I still need an opportunity, an opportunity to make Oren's consciousness completely crazy." Sols covered his eyes and thought silently, saying: "As long as I seize this opportunity, I can disperse Oren's consciousness and truly control Oren's body."

“Opportunity…”

Sols looked unhappy.

His perception spread out, feeling the changes in the situation around him.

"Hey, this person is Claire..." Sols seemed to have thought of something. His expression moved slightly, and his eyes suddenly became bright. He said, "Opportunity, this is the opportunity I am looking for."

"The opportunity has come."