The air was filled with a restless atmosphere. The warlocks were in panic and extremely anxious.

By now, everyone knows what happened.

The high priest died, and many Gintama priests died. The death of so many powerful Gintama priests was almost a fatal blow to the Gintama Hand. Without the suppression of the fourth-level true meaning, the Gintama Hand was nothing more than a piece of delicious fat meat that could only be slaughtered.

By the way, I heard that the person who killed Gintama’s hand was Maureen, Maureen Olsen, the former Gintama sorcerer.

"Morin, that Morin Olsen, how could he kill the high priest and others? You know, the high priest has been a fourth-level true existence for many years. He is powerful and extremely terrifying. But he was killed by Morin. This, this is really..." The two Gintama warlocks who were stationed outside were discussing something. They kept talking, and there was an unconcealable worry and concern in their words.

At this time, they couldn't help but exclaimed.

I don't know when, a figure suddenly appeared in front. The man had a handsome face and was wearing a black robe. He gave people a calm and peaceful aura. It was none other than Mo Lin.

"Maureen, Maureen Olson, you..."

One of the Gintama warlocks had seen Morin. He stretched out his hand, pointed at Morin, and stammered, but couldn't say a word.

Then he saw that Morin turned his head and actually smiled at him.

Hiss! The Gintama sorcerer instantly gasped, his body moved, and he almost fainted.

Morin naturally didn't pay attention to the Gintama sorcerer just now. He walked straight forward and came to the hall of the Gintama Hand.

"Maureen?"

"Maureen Olson?"

There were some Gintama sorcerers here, and when they saw Morin, they couldn't help but be stunned.

"There are some people here, but there are still not enough." Morin ignored the exclamations of the warlocks in front of him. He looked ahead and spoke.

Yes, there are not enough people. We must gather all the warlocks here.

Morin thought so in his heart.

His body floated in the air and he slowly raised his hand.

boom!!

A huge black energy emanated from his hand, forming a brilliant black light that instantly shot up into the sky.

An extremely thick and blazing black beam of light suddenly appeared in the sky above the entire Gintama Hand. When the Gintama warlocks in other parts of the Gintama Hand saw this scene, they had dazed expressions on their faces and were all shocked.

"Who, who is it?"

"What's going on?"

The Gintama warlocks showed confusion and shock on their faces, but they quickly reacted.

The reactions and fluctuations of witchcraft in the air continued to emerge, one figure after another flashed out, and the Gintama sorcerers appeared one after another.

Before long, the place was crowded with Gintama sorcerers.

"Maureen Olson!"

The Gintama sorcerers saw the figure in the air, and after calming down a little, they couldn't help but speak out.

"Very good, you are all here." Morin looked at the Gintama sorcerers around him and nodded. He said, "Let me tell you one thing. From now on, I am the new owner of the Gintama Hand and the new Lord of Gintama."

"Surrender." Morin turned his head and looked at the many Gintama warlocks below.

After a brief silence, the many Gintama warlocks below suddenly exploded.

"Maureen Olsen, what are you talking about? You actually want to be the new master of the Gintama Hand. You..." A Gintama Warlock stood up. He looked at Maureen with anger on his face and said, "Are you looking for death? Are you crazy..."

Before he could finish his words, a powerful aura suddenly rose from Morin's body, howling like a storm tornado, and spread out madly in all directions.

"I mean it."

Maureen only said one sentence, and the scene fell completely silent.

The true meaning, the true meaning of level four.

There are many level 3 sorcerers in the Silver Soul Hand, and their status is just relatively high, but there are very few level 4 sorcerers, only a few Silver Soul priests. Now that the Silver Soul priests are dead, Morin has become a level 4 sorcerer...

Could he really be the new owner of the Gintama Hand?

The expressions on the Gintama warlocks' faces kept changing, looking very confusing.

"I remember you. You are Sopat's disciple, right?" Morin looked at the Silver Soul Warlock who was speaking. His face was calm and his eyes were very calm. He said, "Sopat is dead."

What? The Silver Soul Warlock was startled, and an indescribable fear suddenly surged in his heart. He wanted to say something, but it was too late.

Bang! As Morin waved his hand, the body of the Silver Soul Warlock exploded with a bang, turning into countless pieces of meat and blood mist that slowly drifted in the air.

The warlocks around couldn't help but fall silent when they saw Morin's move.

Maureen Olson.

A being of the fourth level of truth.

But now the Gintama Hand not only has Morin's true meaning, but also another fourth-level true meaning.

Gintama priestess, Frennie.

"Ma'am." Morin turned his head and looked to one side of the void, saying, "It looks like you're much better now."

"Yes Maureen, thank you for your help."

Wearing a black dress and a veil hat, with a huge brim covering half of her face, Flanny slowly appeared in mid-air. She was holding a small handbag in her hand, looking particularly delicate.

The shadow fell, making Flanni's figure look particularly tall.

"Teacher..." Diana was watching this scene from the side, her lips moving slightly, as if she wanted to say something.

But after looking at Maureen, she pursed her lips and didn't say anything.

"Madam, do you want to stop me?" Morin said, bowing slightly towards Flani.

"There is only witchcraft in my life. I am not interested in other things."

The corners of Flanny's fair and smooth mouth curled up slightly, revealing a bright and charming smile as she spoke.

"Maureen, you can have the Hand of Gintama, but don't bully Diana and don't let her suffer any injustice at the hands of Gintama." Finally, Flannie added.

"certainly."

Maureen also laughed.

"That's good." Flani said, her body became blurry, disappeared into the air, and completely disappeared.

Morin looked ahead, and after a pause, he retracted his gaze and looked at the Gintama warlocks below, motionless.

He didn't speak, nor did he make any other sound. He just looked at the Gintama warlocks quietly.

But the meaning is very clear.

"Mo...Molin...Lord."

"host."

The Gintama sorcerers shuddered, they knew that Flani had given up the fight with Morin, so no one would be able to compete with Morin for the Gintama Hand.

The other Gintama priests are already dead.

Facing Morin's gaze, at the beginning, some people wanted to look at Morin, but they felt an indescribable invisible pressure that made their hearts palpitate and it was difficult for them to control themselves.

One by one, the Gintama warlocks bowed their heads to Morin. Before long, all the Gintama warlocks bowed their heads to Morin.

"very good."

Mo Lin withdrew his gaze and said something in his heart.

He knew that from now on, the entire Gintama hand belonged to him.

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