After a while, Maureen, Lenny and others appeared outside a manor.

The manor was built on a large scale, with a very obvious Asmonlei style. Outside the castle, those infernal races were lined up in two rows, standing quietly, not daring to move.

"Welcome to the arrival of several elders from the upper clans." A creature from Purgatory saw Morin and the others slowly floating down from the sky, and immediately moved his body and spoke to Morin and the others.

This infernal creature has a body similar to that of a human, but looks like a lizard. It has a pointed head and a long, powerful tail trailing behind it.

Through Is's memory, Morin knew that these were lizardmen, an inferior race in the purgatory world.

The other creatures of Purgatory also bowed to Morin and his companions, welcoming their arrival. Morin looked carefully and found that these races all had very distinct racial characteristics, each different from the other.

"Okay, Dris, get up. By the way, from now on, this area is Morin's fiefdom." Lenny raised his chin and looked at the lizardman named Dris with a hint of arrogance in his eyes.

"Driss, this is Maureen."

Morin glanced at Driss and said calmly.

"Master!" Dris knelt on the ground tactfully, and the other creatures of Purgatory did the same.

Morin smiled, feeling satisfied with Dris's tact. Of course, Dris and the others did not dare to be tactless. The fear of the royal family and the crazy belief in the royal family were deeply rooted in the minds of almost every creature in Purgatory.

They are no exception.

Maureen asked Driss to arrange a banquet to entertain Lenny and Harman. After the banquet, Lenny and Harman left.

It was soon night, but Morin did not rest. Instead, he was thinking about other things.

"I have secretly checked many times. There are no tricks left here. Very good." Morin touched his smooth chin, thinking about the results of the inspection of the entire manor in the afternoon, and he already had a bottom line in his heart.

"Well, let me decorate the surroundings first. After all, this is where I will live in the future."

Morin thought to himself, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said, "World Force, World Force, I have just arrived at the capital of Asmonlei. The most important thing now is to gain a foothold, rather than rashly asking many sensitive questions."

"But don't worry. You know, I am one of the only two pure-bloods among the younger generation in Asmonlai."

"Take your time. I'll get to it eventually. There's no rush."

Maureen smiled.

The next day, Morin went out for breakfast. Driss kept circling around Morin, very busy and loyal. He reported all the situations in this fiefdom to Morin, appearing very loyal. The other several creatures in Purgatory were dissatisfied with this, but they did not dare to do anything about it, after all, Morin was still there.

Morin simply took a quick look, let the chip scan these things in, and put them aside without paying any more attention to them.

On the contrary, Driss must have some ulterior motive for his constant behavior. Morin took a look at the indignant expressions on the faces of the hellish creatures next to him, and he almost understood what was going on. It turned out that he had some other ulterior motives.

"Dris, you will be responsible for the affairs in the fiefdom from now on." Morin took a sip of mushroom soup and spoke lightly.

"Thank you, Master."

Dris's eyes lit up and he spoke quickly. He was very excited. Morin's words seemed simple, but to him, they had extraordinary meaning.

Morin nodded lightly, his expression indifferent. His mind was not on this so-called fiefdom, so he would just let Driss take care of everything. If Driss did a good job, that would be fine. If he didn't do a good job, that didn't matter. He could just kill him and replace him with another person. There were many infernal creatures here, and there would always be one or two who would handle things.

It's just a small thing.

Morin then asked for a lot of precious minerals and resources. He carved a lot of runes on them and gently integrated those things into the manor castle where he lived.

The entire castle shook slightly, then emitted a faint light, but soon calmed down.

"Very good. With the witchcraft circle I carved, I will have complete control over the entire castle, and I will feel relieved." Morin nodded with satisfaction. He was not completely at ease in the gathering place of Asmonlei, but with such an arrangement, he not only knew the entire castle well and the entire castle was under his surveillance, but the castle also had a certain defensive capability, which was a good thing.

Dris and the others ran over with looks of doubt on their faces, but Morin dismissed them with a few casual words.

A few days later, Morin finished his rest and went to the royal city of Asmonlei.

According to the instructions given to Morin by the great elder Haslain, after he has settled down in his fiefdom, he will come to the royal city. The Council of Elders has arranged some Asmonlai to test Morin to see how strong he is, and then make systematic improvements based on his strength.

This is the love and care of several elders, but to Morin, it is dispensable, after all, he is not the real Asmonlai.

Morin concealed it very well, and did not reveal any flaws whether it was a strength test or a specific test of his physical fitness.

Rumble, rumble, the horse beast stomped on the ground, making a loud roar.

Ahead, many strange-looking creatures with obvious racial characteristics were shouting and running non-stop, looking extremely embarrassed.

With a whoosh, the arrow flew out, and in an instant, a creature from Purgatory let out a scream, then fell heavily to the ground.

"Haha, Maureen, what do you think? Isn't hunting an interesting thing?" Lenny rode on the horse and laughed.

Morin pulled the bow and aimed at a hellish creature that was running in a panic in front of him. He loosened his fingers slightly and the arrow flew out, instantly killing the hellish creature.

"very nice."

Morin slowly put down the longbow and said with a chuckle.

Several other Asmonlai also kept drawing their bows and arrows, shooting those Asmonlai who were fleeing. They shot at a fast speed and talked from time to time, appearing to be very excited.

Morin acted very calm about this, and did not show any indignation. This was a world of purgatory, where killing and blood were the eternal themes of the world. The royal family was born above all races and had almost dominant rights, and this was an iron rule.

Every Asmonlei looked down upon those infernal creatures naturally, which was the pride of the royal family.

As the Asmonlais fought, soon all the infernal creatures that were taken as prey were killed.

"Haha, good. The fighting today was really good." Lenny retracted the longbow in his hand, a look of satisfaction on his face.

"By the way, Maureen, what are your plans next?" Lenny asked.

"I want to go to the book collection area."

Morin spoke softly as he slowly pulled the bowstring. As soon as his fingers loosened, an arrow shot out and killed the last infernal creature.

"Are you going to the library area? That's a good idea." Lenny shrugged. The other Asmonlei came over on their horse beasts. Lenny simply said a few words to Morin, then shouted and ran over to greet them.

The Asmonlais held a barbecue party. Smoke rose and the aroma of barbecue wafted over. Everything was so tempting.

After the party, Morin returned to his castle and had a good night's rest. On the next day, he left his castle and headed for the royal city of Asmonlei.

On the way, Morin met some Asmonlai he already knew. Those Asmonlai greeted him and Morin responded with a smile.

After a while, Morin appeared outside a black tower. The tower was made of black stone. The stone was cold and smooth, giving people an indescribable chilly feeling.

Morin walked into the black tower. As he walked in, he felt something sweeping across his body, but soon, that sweeping thing completely disappeared.

"I'm Maureen, Maureen Olsen." Maureen walked to a black counter and said to the people inside.

Behind the counter was a burly, muscular middle-aged man. He reeked of alcohol and kept burping.

The middle-aged man picked up the wine gourd and gulped down a sip of wine. He glanced at Maureen, his eyes full of drunkenness.

"Oh...Maureen...Maureen Olsen, you want to move to the book collection area, right?...Okay."

"Come, register first...register."

As the middle-aged man spoke, he grabbed a thick lime-colored book and slammed it heavily on the counter with a bang.