But this beautiful woman's face was as cold as ice, as if she were an iceberg, keeping people at a distance. If you were not careful, you would be completely frozen or even frozen to death.

"I am Flyni, the priestess of the Silver Soul Hand." The voice of the middle-aged woman Flyni came over and said, "You are going to a new and strange world. Very good, you should listen to what I say next. Of course, if you want to die, you don't have to listen."

"Many of you are traveling through the planes for the first time. In the Mosank world, those of you who can survive should live as much as possible, and those who want to die should die quickly!"

"You are the vanguard of the exploration of the Mosank world. Although the Mosank world is only a small world, it is different from our wizard world. In the Mosank world, there is a humanoid race called the Tour people. The Tour people do not follow the path of mysterious power. They are good at using various instruments. By modifying the instruments, they make those instruments have great power."

"The Tour people are already very powerful. According to common sense, nothing strange will happen. But now the Tour people seem to have encountered a major change, and their strength has shrunk significantly."

"We are not particularly clear about the specific situation because of the will of the Mosank world."

"Okay, I've talked about the situation in the Mosank world. Now let me tell you about the shapes and characteristics of several major valuable resources in the Mosank world, as well as how to distinguish them..."

Although Flanni seemed cold and unsociable, she talked a lot and revealed a lot of important information.

Morin wrote them all down without missing a single thing.

"Okay, that's about all I have to say, you guys can go!" Flani waved her hand and said so.

"Lelon, Gawain, Sopat!"

Flyne suddenly shouted.

"Hehe, here I come, Flani. I didn't expect you to talk for so long. It's really troublesome." Gawain was the last one to appear in the air. He stretched lazily, looking lazy.

"Okay, Jia Wen, let's get started."

Sopat raised his eyes and said lightly.

Lei Long is another priest of the Silver Soul Hand. He looks like an old man with a thick beard and a strong body. You can vaguely see the solid muscles on his body that fill up his silver robe.

He seemed to dislike talking and remained silent the entire time, but Lei Long's eyes occasionally revealed a warm light, which showed the extraordinary nature of the old man in front of him.

Four Gintama priests took action and pulled out an illusory gate in the air.

The frame of the gate was shimmering with ripples, while the inside of the gate was pitch black, as if it were a black hole, or as if there were many rapids surging in it.

"Okay, you guys go in." Jia Wen looked quite impatient.

Many sorcerers bowed slightly to the four Gintama priests, and then entered the gate one by one.

Soon, everyone disappeared through the gate.

It was empty all around.

The four Gintama priests, Frenni Gawain, stood there in silence, as if they were thinking about something.

"I guess a lot of people will die this time. Tsk tsk, I just wonder how many people can come back alive." Sopat thought of the warlocks who were standing just now, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.

"I guess a lot of people will die, but so what? They are not level 4 True Meaning, so it doesn't make any sense."

Gawain said nonchalantly.

"That sounds nice, Jia Wen. Those warlocks are all level 3 warlocks of our Gintama Hand. If too many of them die, Jia Wen, you don't think we can support the entire Gintama Hand!" Flyni snorted coldly and said, "If something unexpected really happens, how are we going to explain it to the high priest?"

"How am I going to explain this to the adults?"

"Gawen, don't forget what the adults told us!" Flannie's voice was a little sharp.

"Humph, are we just supporting them for nothing? They are just playing the role they should. Don't forget that we are making things easy for them and providing them with a lot of resources."

Jia Wen still looked lazy.

But his words made Flannie's face turn ugly.

"Oh, actually, I'm a little surprised. It's understandable to let ordinary warlocks enter the Mosank world, but you actually agreed to let Aaron go to the Mosank world as well." Gawain raised his eyebrows as if he had thought of something, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, and said, "Aren't you afraid that Aaron will die in the Mosank world, or are you no longer interested in the Purgatory World?"

Gawain spoke softly, but there was something strange about his voice.

"We have collected enough blood from Aaron. If we still cannot find the Purgatory World after using that blood, then there is no need to get more blood." Sopat answered, "As for going to the Mosank World, it was Aaron's own request."

"Since he wants to go, then let him go. Maybe he can gain something and become a fourth-level True Meaning."

Sopat smiled.

"Humph, becoming a fourth-level wizard? Aaron is really daydreaming." Gavin was stunned for a moment, then sneered with disdain, and said: "He is now almost at the peak of the second level of a third-level wizard. If he wants to reach the third level and reach a height that can be promoted, it will take at least a hundred years."

"Although the Black Mando Lava Serpent is very powerful, it only has a third-level bloodline. Even with our experience and guidance and the many secret methods of the Gintama Hand, it will take Aaron at least a hundred years to break the shackles of his bloodline."

"He's lucky for sure."

"Want to become a fourth-level true meaning? Aaron, that's him? Haha." Gavin sneered and then stopped talking.

It's quiet all around.

This time no one really spoke.

Several priests were silent, and no one knew what they were thinking.

Only the dimensional gate was floating in the air, emitting a faint crystal light.

…………

Maureen felt a shaking in front of his eyes.

The scenery changed, and scenes of illusion appeared before my eyes.

This was an aftereffect of plane teleportation. Morin had experienced plane teleportation before and recovered quickly.

The dimensional gate appeared in the low sky, and Morin moved his body and fell downwards.

Morin was conscious and he reacted quickly. He moved his body slightly, flipped in the air, and stood up.

"This must be the Mosank world." Morin looked at the blue woods in front of him and let out a breath.

Suddenly, he heard a noise coming from the ground.

Looking closely, there was a figure struggling to get up from the ground.

wizard.

A third-level wizard.

Moreover, Morin sensed it briefly and knew that the third-level wizard who appeared was much stronger than him.

His eyes narrowed slightly.

"I didn't expect that I would meet a warlock just after arriving in the world of Mosank." The third-level wizard wore a tricorne hat. He looked at Morin with a malicious grin on his face.

The third-level wizard quickly prepared to cast a spell, intending to cast a witchcraft to completely kill Morin.

But the next moment, the third-level wizard couldn't help but let out a scream.

"Ah! What's wrong, what's wrong with me...My witchcraft, why can't I cast my witchcraft!" The third-level wizard looked like he had discovered something terrible, and a look of deep fear appeared on his face.