The third-level wizard was scared.

As a wizard who possesses extraordinary powers, suddenly being unable to cast spells is a difficult thing for any wizard to accept.

Before the wizard could recover from his panic, he felt a sharp pain in his chest.

With a "whoosh", the cross sword in Morin's hand pierced through the heart of the third-level wizard and killed him.

"you……"

The third-level wizard only had time to squeeze out this one word before he fell limply to the ground and became a corpse.

Morin put away the cross sword, his expression indifferent.

The third-level wizard should have other backup plans and preparations, but he just lost his mind and gave Morin the opportunity to kill him. Otherwise, it would not be so easy for Morin to kill a third-level wizard.

"It's a wizard from the Sea of ​​Mist." Morin searched the corpse and took away valuable things. Based on the clothes on the third-level wizard, he determined that the third-level wizard came from that wizard organization.

But the reaction of the third-level wizard just now made Morin frown.

"In the Mosank world, it is not possible to cast witchcraft?"

Maureen thought, opening his palms.

His mind moved slightly, and immediately, a thin green smoke shot out from his fingers. After a spin, it lingered and entangled on the tree next to him.

The tree trunk suddenly made a slight crackling sound, and the pits corroded by the green smoke made a rustling sound.

"No problem, everything is normal, both my body and my magic power." Morin checked himself and found that there was nothing abnormal about him and he was in the best condition.

But the third-level wizard in front of him couldn't cast any spells...

"It is the world will of the Mosank world."

"In different planes of the world, the will of the world will suppress intruders. This point is well proved by the few silver soul sorcerers who accidentally arrived in the purgatory world."

"The reason why this third-level wizard cannot cast a spell is very simple. It is because he, like those silver soul sorcerers, is also suppressed by the will of the world."

"It's not just the third-level wizard in front of me, the other third-level wizards and third-level warlocks are the same." Morin muttered to himself as if he had thought of something, "They must have been suppressed. Even if the Mosank world is just a small world, it will take a long time to get rid of this suppression. Even some wizards and warlocks who are slightly weaker can't get rid of it at all and will always be suppressed."

Morin's eyes lit up slightly, and he said, "In this way, I will have a great advantage in the Mosank world."

In a moment, Morin knew what was going on and he laughed softly.

Soon, Morin calmed himself down again.

"Chip, scan and analyze the composition of the surrounding air and everything I see. I want the most comprehensive data blueprint!" As Morin moved forward, he gave the chip such an instruction in his mind.

"Ding! The mission has been established!"

"Mission in progress!"

"Analyzing the air!"

"Air energy detection in progress!"

"The air energy distribution map of the Mosank world is being made. Please wait for a moment..."

"A comprehensive evaluation of objects in the Mosank world is being established. It contains all the things in the Mosank world that the subject has come into contact with. Please wait for a moment..."

The sound of the chip kept coming. Morin walked slowly, his eyes flashing blue light, paying attention to everything around him.

After walking for a while, Morin suddenly heard a sound coming from the blue forest in front.

A sturdy figure jumped and appeared in front of Morin.

He was purple all over, had a pointed head, and a very three-dimensional face.

Tours! Morin raised his eyebrows slightly.

The young Tour man noticed Morin in front of him and a look of surprise appeared on his face. He was about to say something when Morin glanced over.

The Tour man only felt two rotating nebulae appearing in front of his eyes, turning continuously. His head became dizzy and he lost consciousness in an instant.

"A few@*&……%￥3！@" A strange gurgling sound came from the distance, and many people rushed over here.

"&&*%￥"

Morin answered by imitating the young Tour man. His expression changed and in a moment he became the young Tour man. Then Morin strode outside, and the body of the young Tour man suddenly turned into countless burning black ashes, which slowly dissipated and disappeared in the air.

Several big Tour men noticed Morin coming out and immediately breathed a sigh of relief. They patted Morin's shoulders hard and talked a lot.

Morin responded in the language of the Tours. After dealing with them, Morin walked while thinking about the information he had just received from the young Tours man.

"Is this the valuable thing in the memory of that Tour man just now?"

Morin remained silent and began to analyze the news from the Tours.

Just now, he acted in an instant and deprived the young man of his memory, thereby learning the language and writing of the Tours people, and used it when talking with other Tours without revealing his true identity.

In addition, Morin also obtained some very interesting information.

The Tuer people of the Mosank world are physically strong and intelligent, and have developed a highly advanced civilization. The Tuer people also multiplied rapidly and became the apparent masters of the entire Mosank world.

But all this was broken ten thousand years ago.

Ten thousand years ago, the once highly developed Tour civilization is said to have dug something out of the ground, causing turmoil throughout the world. Endless radiation and pollution were emitted, and the Tour civilization suffered a devastating blow.

Later, the surviving Tours people rebuilt their civilization on the ruins and developed slowly, but it was still a long way from the glorious era of the Tours people.

Today, it is ten thousand years after the catastrophe.

A new world ten thousand years later.

"Freni also told us these things, but they were very vague and not as detailed as these." Maureen thought of what Freni had said before she left, nodded, and understood.

However, what interested Morin was not the experience of the Tours people, but their civilization and the scene when the catastrophe occurred.

According to the historical knowledge that this young Tours man had learned, in the era of the great catastrophe, those who were exposed to radiation and infection would undergo very terrible changes. Their bodies would fester, and they would become dull and stupid, without any mind. They would walk like zombies, flying, and feeding on the flesh and blood of the Tours people.

Moreover, attacking other parts of the bodies of the infected Tourians will not kill them at all. Only smashing their heads can truly kill them.

The most terrifying thing is not this, but that after being bitten by those infected Tours or coming into contact with their blood, all the Tours who were originally not infected will become new infected people.

Although in the end, the Tours killed all the infected and eliminated the catastrophe, the catastrophe became a nightmare for all Tours and was deeply engraved in the minds of every Tour.

Morin thought slowly, with a strange look on his face.

"Isn't this a huge disaster similar to zombies?" Morin felt complicated at this moment.

Although it has been a long time since he traveled through time, he still has a deep impression of his previous life. In this plane of world, there are actually things similar to zombies, which makes Morin speechless.

"And the civilization of the Tours is also very strange."

Morin looked at the Tour people walking slowly in front of him and the things they were carrying, with a strange expression on his face.

Because what the Tours were carrying was actually a gun!

gun!!

That's right, although the shape was a bit strange and had a strong Tours style, Morin still recognized those long black iron pipes at a glance and wondered what they were.

Morin reached out and touched his back, feeling the cold touch from the gun barrel, and knew that everything was not an illusion.

"The firearm should have reached the level of a rifle and can produce considerable lethality."

Morin had a rough assessment of the level of firearms. He thought of what Flani had said just now, that the Tours people were good at using various instruments, and by modifying the instruments, they made those instruments extremely powerful.

In fact, in some ways, there is not much problem with the cognition of Flanny and the others, so it is not wrong.

"Ten thousand years after the catastrophe, the Tour people recovered from the catastrophe and began to look for the dawn of their former civilization in the ruins, thus gaining their current strength. So, what about ten thousand years ago? There was also the catastrophe..." Morin looked at the many Tour people moving forward in front of him, smiled silently, and said, "This Mosank world is really surprising."