Time seems to have stopped here.

The Wizard's Ancestor's body stiffened, and the Nightmare Mother next to him couldn't help but stop attacking. She looked at Morin with an expression of disbelief on her face.

Morin, a level three wizard who was about to become a level four true existence, actually hurt the ancestor of wizards.

Even if the one who appears here is just a projection of the ancestor of wizards and not the real ancestor of wizards, he is still the ancestor of wizards after all.

"You can actually hurt me..."

The Forefather of Wizards looked at Morin quietly. Shrouded in darkness, his face was blurred and could not be seen at all. Only a pair of green eyes of the Forefather of Wizards were visible.

"Maureen, Maureen Olsen." The voice of the ancestor of wizards was vague and vague, as if it came from a faraway place. He said, "I think I should really remember you."

The ancestor of wizards stretched out his hand and placed it on the silver spear that Morin had thrust out.

He exerted a little force with his palm and tried to grab the silver spear.

"but……"

Whoosh! Morin moved his hand, pulled out the silver spear, and stabbed it hard at the ancestor of wizards.

With a puff, the silver spear pierced into the body of the wizard's ancestor again.

"Damn it!" The ancestor of wizards looked at Morin and couldn't help but roar.

"Mo Lin, you actually want to hurt me!"

A thick black light emerged from the body of the ancestor of wizards, changing and interweaving in circles and layers, and combining into other witchcraft halos, covering his entire body.

Morin moved his hand, but this time, the silver spear in his hand was actually blocked outside. The thick black light was providing strong protection for the ancestor of wizards. Buzz buzz buzz, the silver spear in Morin's hand kept vibrating, but it could no longer penetrate at all.

"Maureen, Maureen Olson."

There was a thick black light in front of the Wizard's Ancestor. He stared straight at Morin in front of him, with a cold light in his green eyes.

"The ancestor of wizards." Morin's expression was calm. He spoke with a cold and solemn voice.

On Morin's forehead, the circular witchcraft seal flickered and a faint light emerged, making him feel indescribably weird and abnormal, and even a hint of indescribable mystery and sacredness.

In the dim light, a strange silver glow appeared on Morin's face.

The Wizard Ancestor sneered. He wanted to say something again. At this time, Morin stood up and looked straight at the Wizard Ancestor in front of him. He said again, "Wizard Ancestor."

"The ancestor of wizards."

"The ancestor of wizards."

"The ancestor of wizards."

"The ancestor of wizards."

Faintly, it seemed that it was not just Morin's voice, but other people's voices also sounded.

The ancestor of wizards felt dazed. He looked forward and found that there were many figures behind Morin in front of him. Some were tall and mighty old men, some were gentle and smiling young men who looked like blooming peach blossoms, and some were dissolute young men who reeked of alcohol, holding a wine jug and kept drinking.

Lots and lots of people, lots and lots of human figures.

The bodies of those figures were glowing, as if they were transparent and completely invisible. Behind them was a faint silver totem floating. Each one was different, but they were the same thing: the Mina Totem.

In front, the figures behind Morin are all ancient wizards.

"The ancestor of wizards." The tall and mighty old man spoke.

"The ancestor of wizards."

Walking and chanting with a sword, his smile was as gentle as the spring breeze, and it seemed as if the young man was speaking among blooming peach blossoms.

"Wizard...hiccup...the ancestor of wizards..." said the drunken and sleepy young man.

The ancestor of wizards couldn't help but tremble.

His movements stopped.

"Sylphenos."

"mark."

"Sornans."

"Wen Xiu..."

He looked at the figures in front of him, silent and without saying a word. Those terrifying figures were all powerful ancient wizards.

"The ancestor of wizards."

A clear voice came.

The ancestor of wizards looked over and saw Morin, who was shrouded in gray light with a silver totem on his forehead. His face looked the same, and there was an indescribable evil feeling.

Not only Morin, but all the ancient wizards behind Morin were looking at the ancestor of wizards quietly.

The bodies of those ancient wizards were hazy and glowing with a vague light, which gave them an indescribable feeling that they were not real people, and did not really exist. Those ancient wizards had died long ago, but now, after thousands of years, traces of these ancient wizards appeared again.

The ancestor of wizards looked at this scene with indifferent eyes and said nothing.

"The ancestor of wizards!"

Morin suddenly let out a sharp shout.

Swish, the silver spear in his hand suddenly shone, and the lines and totems on the silver spear emerged, which was particularly dazzling and gorgeous.

Morin raised the silver spear in his hand and stabbed at the Wizard Ancestor in front of him again.

At this time, the vague figures behind Mo Lin all disappeared, turning into blurry figures that instantly rushed into Mo Lin's body.

Silver light appeared behind Morin, and the silver spear in his hand glowed, as if it was the only light in the world.

"The ancestor of wizards."

Maureen's voice came again.

The ancestor of wizards looked ahead, and in a trance, it was not only Morin who appeared in front of him, but also some other people, those intertwined and changing figures, those ancient wizards with different styles, one after another.

The silver spear suddenly stabbed forward.

Bang! The silver spear moved with an indescribable force, piercing through the black light and stabbing deeply into the body of the wizard's ancestor again.

The body of the wizard's ancestor trembled violently.

He raised his eyes and looked forward. The person who appeared in front seemed to be Morin, but it seemed that it was not just Morin. The person holding the silver spear was Morin, and there were also some other people.

"Ancient wizards..." The ancestor of wizards sighed and said, "I remember you, all of you."

"But you still died like this."

"He's really dead..."

"You are the only one left. The only one."

"Maureen, Maureen Olson."

The body of the Wizard Ancestor changed into countless black spots of light, which were evolving rapidly and disappearing continuously. He looked at Morin in front of him, as if smiling, but his eyes were filled with an indescribable strangeness.

"Maureen Olson, I'll be waiting for you in the future."

“I just don’t know if you can make it to the future.”

The ancestor of wizards said this while completely relaxing, his eyes full of smiles.

Countless black spots of light emerged, and the figure of the ancestor of wizards became smaller and smaller, and fainter and fainter. Finally, it completely disappeared from the spot.

He disappeared, truly disappeared.

This projected clone has disappeared.

Morin slowly retracted the silver spear, turned his head and looked at the Mother of Nightmares beside him.

The river was surging, and the raging waves were constantly rolling, emitting a terrible roar.

"Why, Morin, do you want to attack me?" The Nightmare Mother looked at Morin, she smiled, somewhat relieved, and sighed, "But no need, my energy is almost exhausted."

"Maureen, Maureen Olsen, I'll remember you."

"This time, it's not because of Annie or other things and events, but I really remember you like this, just because of you."

The Mother of Nightmares whispered to herself.

Countless paintings were lingering around her body. Many things were constantly appearing, torn, and deformed. Finally, the body of the Nightmare Mother gradually became blurred and slowly disappeared.

The mother of nightmares, the ancestor of wizards, they all disappeared.

Morin looked around.

Then he slowly closed his eyes.

"Chip, scan and test me, and check my condition at all times!" Morin's mind moved, and he gave such an instruction to the chip.

Listening to the sound coming from the chip, Morin nodded and calmed down.

Then, the chip kept beeping.

"Ding! Changes in the subject's state have been detected, and the subject's various physical data are abnormal!"

"Ding! Changes in the subject's mental power and mental force field have been detected..."

"Ding! Detected that the subject's body data is constantly updating..."

"Ding! The wizard energy conversion of the subject's body is detected..."

"Ding! The subject's soul power is detected to be increasing in a Semen-like curve..."

"The subject's state keeps changing..."

"The subject is in a strange state!"

"Ding! The subject's physical data has been greatly improved, and he is about to be promoted to a fourth-level true wizard!"

"Ding! The main body is changing!"

"Ding! Subject switching in progress!"

"Ding! The main body has completed the transformation!"

"bite……"

"Ding! The subject is promoted to a fourth-level True Meaning Wizard!"