"Sheeran."

Maureen nodded slightly towards Xilan.

Although the world of Mosank was rotating, with huge explosions and changes in the world, Morin and Hiran still managed to escape.

After experiencing this, both Sheeran and Mary recognized Maureen's strength. They added witchcraft communication, and Maureen did not refuse.

He knew the origins of the two powerful young wizards before him.

Eternal Holy Light.

Fiery Soul Beacon.

There are only two top wizarding forces in the entire wizarding world.

Although they were familiar with each other, they had their own plans, so Morin and the others separated and went to do their own things. Morin came to the surviving Tours people and settled down there, while Shilan and Mary disappeared and no one knew where they had gone.

Maureen just maintained a brief connection with them, that's all.

Of course, this does not prevent Morin from killing wizards and warlocks.

"Is there anything wrong?" Morin asked calmly.

"I have gathered all the nearby wizards and want to do something. Can you come?"

Xilan had no intention of hiding anything and spoke directly.

"Xilan, you want to..." Maureen frowned.

"The Ice Season has been here for two or three months. We should all be familiar with it." Xilan laughed and said, "We can't just stay in the Mosank world and do nothing, right?"

"Okay, tell me the place."

Maureen thought about it, then nodded and agreed.

There was no surprise on Xilan's face. He mentioned a place, and after talking with Morin for a while and exchanging some information, he ended the conversation with Morin.

Morin thought about the conversation he had just had with Xilan and the place Xilan mentioned. A hint of contemplation flashed in his eyes. He leaned on the bed, closed his eyes, tilted his head slightly, and thought about something.

"Chip, scan my current data and status!" Morin's mind moved slightly, and he gave such an instruction to the chip.

"Ding! The mission has been established!"

"Mission in progress!"

"Scanning the subject's status, please wait!"

"Ding! The mission has ended, the subject's status is as follows!"

"Maureen Olsen, third-level wizard (ancient wizard), black flame dragon pattern winged snake bloodline, strength: 85, speed: 85.1, physical fitness: 85.1, mental strength: 87, magic power: 88! Elemental control degree: 22%!"

"Ding! The main body's strength has reached the second level."

Morin listened to the sound coming from the chip in his mind, his eyes narrowed, and then he laughed softly.

Yes, the degree of element control has exceeded 20%, which is undoubtedly the second level.

After absorbing the numerous divine powers from the huge body of the god Stur in the temple, Morin's strength was greatly changed and improved, which enabled him to break through in one fell swoop and reach the second level!

You know, it has only been a short time since Morin became a third-level wizard, but he has already reached the second-level strength. If other people knew about it, they would definitely be shocked.

"On the surface, my strength is at the second level, but if I use all my trump cards, my strength should be able to reach the third level. It won't be worse than Xilan and the others." Morin thought silently in his heart.

He exhaled again, closed his eyes, emptied his mind, and began to rest.

The next day, Morin found an excuse to leave the gathering place of the remaining Tour people and ran towards the place Hiram told him.

Soon, Morin appeared outside a valley.

It was late at night and there was white snow outside, illuminating the surroundings. When Morin arrived here, he found that there were already many people here.

Wizards and warlocks.

Sensing someone approaching, the crowd was slightly agitated, but after sensing the unique wizard aura on Morin, they regained their composure.

Morin stood quietly. He was wearing a black and gold robe embroidered with intricate and gorgeous patterns. He looked like a burning flame standing there.

"There are not many wizards left." Morin looked around, and at the same time, this thought flashed through his mind.

Yes, there are not many wizards and warlocks here. There are much fewer than the last time everyone gathered together. No doubt, the others are all dead.

Morin still remembers the scene when many wizards rushed towards the Parliament Building frantically and then died one after another in front of the Parliament Building.

However, although the number of wizards and warlocks here is not as many as before, their aura is heavy, and each of them exudes a powerful and fierce aura that makes people change color when they sense it. It is obvious that those who can survive a series of changes are true masters.

Morin's eyes kept roaming around, and he noticed the knights of the Lionheart and Flame Principality standing next to him, and uttered a cry of surprise.

All the wizards of the Lionheart Principality were dead, leaving only the knights. The knights looked very bad and were also badly injured, but they gave people a very strange feeling, full of endless scarlet aura and extremely bloodthirsty, which made ordinary wizards feel fear in their hearts when they saw them.

"These knights..." Morin frowned. He felt an indescribable weirdness from those knights.

Although they looked like humans, those knights gave people a very unusual feeling.

Compared to the slightly weird feeling I had last time, this time the feeling was even stronger.

Morin was confused, and then he looked away.

Aaron was seriously injured, but fortunately, Aaron was fine. Maureen walked over and scanned Aaron's condition with a chip. Only after confirming that it was true did he feel relieved.

Wizards seldom communicate with each other, and even if they do, they communicate secretly using witchcraft, so there is some silence for a while.

"Very good, everyone is here." Xilan slowly walked out from the side.

The expression on his face was calm, without much ups and downs, as if his emotions would never change.

On the other side, Mary in red also appeared.

She stood quietly.

The red clothes are like fire, and the red lips are like blood.

There was a slight commotion among the people around. It was obvious that from Mary's features, they all knew Mary's identity and who Mary was.

"I'm glad that I can still see you all, and that you are all still alive." Sheeran said, with a look of emotion on his face. "Many of us come from the wizarding world, but many of us have died. I have to say that this is really a pity, and it also makes people a little sad."

There was a slight commotion among the wizards and warlocks, but it soon calmed down.

"Yes, many people died." A wizard in the crowd spoke up and said, "Xilan, we asked you to lead us because of the glory of the Blazing Soul Lighthouse, but many people died because of it. Xilan, don't you want to say something?"

"Yes, Shilan. Many people died this time, and to a large extent, it's all because of you." Dorothea crossed his arms and looked at Shilan coldly, with a strong mocking look on his face.

"Yes, many people died. I feel very sorry. I have a responsibility and I cannot shirk it."

Xilan's expression remained unchanged as he said, "But this was an accident, wasn't it? If the powerful god of the Tours hadn't suddenly rushed out of the temple, everyone would have been able to follow my previous plan, obtain a lot of resources, and then successfully retreat."

"I'm not lying. We have received a lot of resources. This is true and irrefutable, right?"

Shilan's voice echoed and was clearly heard by the wizards present.

The wizards thought about the scenes that happened when they attacked the warehouse, and about the resources they had already obtained, so they remained silent and did not speak.

They also had to admit that what Hilan said was right. If the gods had not suddenly appeared, they could have retreated safely according to the plan designed by Hilan.

"No matter how bad I am, I am better than Doroth who caused many wizards to die in vain."

Shilan said lightly.

"Shilan, you..." Dorot's face turned ugly, and he felt angry at Shilan's words.

However, he did not dare to say much. If he could simply take advantage of the situation to make a sarcastic remark or two, it would be fine, but Dorot did not dare to face Shilan alone. Not to mention that Shilan's strength was far stronger than his, just Shilan's origin as the Fiery Soul Lighthouse made him cautious.

The wizards listened to Shilan's words with different expressions on their faces.

But no matter what, the tense atmosphere at the moment finally slowly eased.

"Okay, I'm really sorry for what happened in the past, but now our focus is not here, but somewhere else." Xilan raised his eyes, looked at the wizards and warlocks present, and said: "The Mosank world has entered the ice season, which is irreversible."

"So what should we, the wizards and warlocks from the wizarding world, do next?"