Fortunately, after the incident with Red Spider, the journey was smooth and nothing else happened.

No other creatures from the River Styx appeared.

It is actually true if you think about it carefully. If the creatures of the Styx could escape from the Styx so easily, then the wizarding world would definitely not be as peaceful as it is now.

night.

The bonfire was lit, crackling, and the barbecue gave off waves of delicious aroma.

The people from the caravan are gathering here, celebrating and dancing non-stop. The strong smells of roasted wine, milkshakes, barbecue, apple pie and many other smells are floating in the air, and there is also the atmosphere of people cheering and celebrating non-stop. All things are intertwined at this time, forming a unique and ambiguous feeling.

Morin was sitting with a young noble merchant who was wearing gorgeous silk clothes, had golden curly hair and a bright smile on his face. They were chatting about handing over orders. The young noble merchant was cheerful and outgoing, and was very talkative. When he spoke, he used gestures and raised his eyes slightly, giving people an extremely fascinated feeling.

This is the caravan of the Principality of Xihe. The Principality of Xihe is a small country sandwiched between the Principality of Lionheart and Flame and the Principality of Holy Thorn Flower. It is one of the small principalities between the two powerful principalities.

The name of this young noble merchant was Yiluo. At that time, he saw that Morin was traveling in a carriage, so he asked Morin to lead their caravan and they could provide shelter for Morin. Morin thought about it and agreed.

After all, going alone is not a good option.

And Iluo inadvertently made an extremely correct decision. Afterwards, Morin secretly helped the entire caravan kill many evil-minded wandering wizard teams and other high-energy creatures they encountered, so that the entire caravan was safe and sound without encountering any crisis.

"Aha, Morin, we are so lucky this time. We didn't encounter any wandering wizards, robbers, bandits, and other things. It's great. We are so lucky." Ilo raised his glass and gestured to Morin. His eyes were shining and there was undisguised excitement in his words. At the same time, he seemed to think of the tragic sounds he had experienced before, and there was some regret in his eyes.

"Yeah, that's good luck, really good."

Maureen smiled and answered softly.

As he spoke, a thumb-sized red spider with black stripes on its back slowly crawled out from his sleeve and perched on the back of his hand, not moving a muscle.

Under the flickering firelight all around, the red spider looked like a jade statue carved from red jade, but at this moment, looking at it from afar, it gave people an indescribable eerie feeling, and making people feel an indescribable deep coldness at just one glance.

"Molin, this red spider, what are you doing..." Yiluo looked at the red spider and felt a little uncomfortable. He subconsciously wanted to say something.

"This is one of my pets. Well, it's been a few days and I forgot to introduce myself. I'm a pharmacist."

Morin smiled, he opened his palms, and his fingers gently swayed and rotated, opening, closing, and twisting constantly, like a lotus that opened and closed, changing constantly.

The red spider kept rising and falling between his fingers, just like a little red firefly flashing between the white light and shadow.

Yiluo listened to what Molin said, said "oh" softly, and tactfully stopped asking. He actually knew that what Molin said was not all, but there were many things that were not suitable to be asked further, and he should not continue to ask.

After seeing Yiluo leave, Morin turned around and looked at the red spider on the back of his hand.

Red spider.

"Starscream."

Morin whispered, cold blue lights flashing in his eyes. Groups of data streams flashed quickly in his eyes, changing and interweaving constantly, but those cold blue lights soon disappeared.

"It's worthy of being a Styx creature. I used the chip to check it for a long time, but couldn't find anything." Morin flipped his palm, held the tiny red spider in front of his eyes, squinted his eyes, and began to look at it carefully.

It looked like the Red Spider was just an ordinary jade sculpture, without any signs of abnormality.

Maureen slowly lowered his hand.

In fact, along the way, Morin had been constantly studying the Red Spider. After all, it was something from a fourth-level true being, and it was also the first Styx creature that Morin had actually come into contact with.

No, that's not right, not the first one, there was another one.

Anne...

Mo Lin's heart moved, and he silently recited this name in his mind.

In fact, Maureen knew very well that the reason why he was able to kill Red Spider was, to a large extent, because of the protection that Annie left on him. This protective power suppressed Red Spider's power, making it seem that Maureen killed Red Spider more easily.

"Annie..." Maureen closed her eyes slightly.

He thought of the scenes when he was with Anne in the purgatory world. At that time, he rescued Anne from the prison. Anne was wearing a tattered gown, hugging her knees and leaning against the corner, her eyes bright, shivering, looking like a little deer.

No one could get close to Anne who was protected by the power of Purgatory at that time, but he could, and in the end, Anne fainted in his arms.

And at the end, when he asked Feilin and the others to build a teleportation array and were about to leave the Purgatory World, Annie rushed over, stretched out her hand, looked hopeful, and shouted at him to take her away, and so on.

By the way, Anne often sang songs that Maureen had never heard of, but they were very nice.

At this moment, Mo Lin suddenly heard a voice floating in his ear, vague and as if it was not real.

Annie!

This is Anne's singing.

Mo Lin suddenly opened his eyes, and a powerful and hidden aura instantly rushed into the sky, dispersing the thick clouds floating in the sky.

"Mr. Morin...Mr. Morin, what's wrong with you?" Yi Luo ran over quickly. He looked at Morin and asked with some hesitation and confusion. Unconsciously, Yi Luo changed the way he addressed Morin. Now it was a respectful title.

"It's okay. I'm fine."

Morin smiled and shook his head slightly at Yiluo.

As he spoke, he could still feel Anne's breath coming from beside him, as if Anne had not left but was still beside him.

"Annie..." Maureen sighed softly in his heart. He raised his head and looked up into the sky. It seemed as if he had penetrated very far and saw the hidden corridors and palaces of time and space.

Thea, the Time Lady.

The invitation from this noble and great being is not easy to accept.

Morin thought about what the Nightmare Mother said when they met before, as well as the gray threads that were pulling the Nightmare Mother back to the River Styx, and his heart couldn't help but feel heavy.

The caravan continued to move forward, and finally arrived at the center of the Wizarding Continent, the core of the entire wizarding world.

Morin separated from the caravan of the Principality of Xihe, said goodbye to Ilo, and started heading towards the Hand of Silver Soul.

However, on the way back, Morin heard some news, not about others, but about himself.

"Do you know that among our Gintama's Hands, there is a warlock named Morin. He is so terrifying that he actually killed a fourth-level True Meaning being at the third-level stage!"

"Really? Is this true? Even though this story has spread like wildfire, I still have some doubts..."

"It seems that Morin only withstood a few attacks from the fourth-level true meaning and then escaped?"

"...I don't know what the existence between Morin and the fourth-level true meaning is like, but what is certain is that he killed a lot of people in the Arctic Sea, many wizards and warlocks between the first and third levels were killed by him."

"Maureen, Maureen Olson!"

Maureen entered a wizard gathering place. In the wizard gathering place, the wizards and warlocks were not only exchanging and comparing resources, but also talking about this matter non-stop.

They kept telling and talking about it, with unconcealable envy and yearning on their faces.

In particular, there are several warlocks of the Gintama Hand here, and the warlocks' faces show a sense of pride and complacency.

Wizards and sorcerers were all talking about it, and it was obvious that the matter had spread completely.

Morin looked at this scene and frowned.

He is about to return to Gintama's hands, but what he did has spread like this, and it is unknown whether it is good or bad, and what changes it will bring to his future plans.

Thinking of this, Morin had no intention of not returning.

He took out the silver robe of the Silver Soul Hand from his void pocket again, and at the same time simulated and disguised the aura of the warlock bloodline in his body, and then released it slightly.

Morin is now undergoing the final transformation of the power of the Pankora Demon bloodline, which makes him very suitable for disguising himself as a warlock. If it was the previous power of fire and the power of the dark void, then Morin would have to work hard to return to Gintama's hands.

I have to say, this is just right now.

"Are you going back to the organization?" Morin left the wizard gathering place and came outside the gathering place.

Outside, several warlocks of the Silver Soul Hand were sitting on a huge silver flying bird. When they heard Morin's voice, they were stunned. Then they turned their heads and looked at Morin.

Looking at the silver robe on Morin and feeling the light coming from his body, the Gintama warlocks couldn't help but relax.

"Let's go together."

Morin came to the side of the huge silver bird and said so.

"Okay, of course." Among the Gintama warlocks, the leader was a tall and strong young man with freckles on his face. After listening to Morin's words, he was stunned for a moment, then nodded and agreed.

Morin and the Silver Soul Warlocks sat on the back of a huge silver bird and flew quickly forward.

The scenery kept changing, and soon the warlocks came back, and after being away for a long time, Morin finally returned to Gintama's hands again.