Gegra looked at Morin who was slowly approaching and couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise. She ran over and looked Morin up and down, with deep concern in her eyes.

"Little Morin, you have changed. Although you are still the same as before and look like you haven't changed at all, I can feel that you have become terrible." Dadaf looked at Morin, stroked his beard and pondered. After a while, he said this.

Morin was slightly surprised. What Dadaf said was right. Although his physical data had not changed much, his actual combat power had indeed improved.

"By the way, how is the Gintama Hand recently? Has anything else happened? Are there any other unexpected changes?" Morin thought of something. He raised his eyes, looked at Dadaf and Gegra who were walking forward, and asked.

"Don't worry, little Morin, nothing's wrong, nothing unexpected. After all, what kind of waves can those little guys cause in front of us?"

Dadaf chuckled, with an indescribable sense of pride on his face.

Morin smiled slightly at this, and then he asked some related information, and he had a general understanding of the changes in the Gintama Hand during this period of time.

The time he spent in meditation and seclusion was not long, but now the Gintama Hand was in a period of change and intersection, with many things and many events changing in form, so Morin had to grasp and understand them well.

After hearing what Dadaf and the others said, Morin nodded, with a thoughtful look on his face. He asked some important questions, then discussed with Dadaf Gegra and the others, and then made a decision.

Although there have been some other changes, overall, everything is fine with Gintama. It is constantly changing and developing. As long as Gintama has thoroughly digested all the newly acquired territories and resources, Gintama will be able to achieve a brand new development in the future.

In addition, Dadaf and the others also told Morin about the restoration project of the Sky City. Currently, the Sky City is still damaged, and it is possible to repair it, but it takes time.

"It hasn't been repaired yet, okay, okay..." Morin nodded slightly, his lips moving slightly, and he whispered to himself.

Although not being able to use the Sky City temporarily will have some impact, the impact is not great. Morin has now achieved an overall improvement. After all, he has a new understanding of himself, a vague idea of ​​the prototype of his own system, and his combat power has greatly increased.

"By the way, little Morin, do you have any other plans for the future?" Gegra seemed to have thought of something. She raised her eyes, looked at Morin, and asked.

"Of course."

Maureen smiled.

After being promoted to the fourth level of the true meaning, if you want to continue to improve, you must do other things, acquire soul knowledge, learn witchcraft patterns and engravings, strengthen your soul life core, and then strengthen your own original power.

This is something that must be done, otherwise there is no way to be promoted to a fifth-level spirit ring.

Morin also takes this very seriously.

But before that, Morin wanted to do something else.

"The Styx... the creatures of the Styx... the goddess of the Styx... the mother of nightmares... and the ancestor of wizards..." Morin said goodbye to Dadaf Gegra. He walked on the road, looking forward. His eyes were deep, but they were like warm jade beads, glowing faintly.

Morin stood on the white marble corridor, looking at the changing and intertwining clouds near and far below. His face was calm, without a trace of other emotions.

The Styx, the Styx creatures, the mother of nightmares, and the ancestor of wizards.

As Morin grew up, he became stronger and stronger, and was exposed to more and more things, but the things above were a huge threshold that he could not get around.

Especially later, when he was promoted to the fourth level of true meaning in the Flame Soul World, the Ancestor of Wizards appeared, and the Mother of Nightmares also appeared. The scene was too shocking and too vast, which made Morin feel indescribably frightened and uneasy whenever he thought about it.

Yes, after all, he almost died there, let alone successfully promoted to a fourth-level true wizard.

Before, Morin had no way to deal with these things and those existing wizards and warlocks, but now, after he became the world caster, everything is different.

"Now I am qualified to try." Morin stretched out his hand. He looked at his palm and muttered to himself, "Styx, Styx creatures..."

Yes, after becoming a fourth-level True Meaning, although he still seemed very weak compared to the Wizard Ancestor and the Nightmare Mother, Morin could now try to change.

He could not bear the feeling of being dominated, could not bear the feeling of being like a chess piece, a fish that was unknowingly being stared at by a powerful ancient being but was completely unaware of everything and finally died silently.

He's going to do something.

We need change, we need a thorough fight.

It has been like this from beginning to end.

It's all like that.

Now he cannot compare with the Ancestor of Wizards and the Mother of Nightmares, but Morin can take action against the creatures of the Styx and understand the Styx through the creatures of the Styx, instead of knowing nothing about the Styx.

He had been doing many things before he was promoted to the fourth level of true meaning. Based on the information and energy infection sources he had obtained before, as well as related understanding, Morin had been making the chip list the sequence for a long time.

"Chip, detect the task of sequence number four!" Morin gave the chip an instruction.

"Ding! The mission has been established!"

"Mission in progress!"

"Scanning..."

"Analyzing..."

"Ding! Scanning completed, mission number four completed!"

"Mission No. 4 is completed, and the sequence of missions is changing..."

"The sequence task has begun to connect to the main body's memory area. According to the preset instructions, the main body is now in good condition and meets the transmission conditions. Data is being transmitted..."

A cold and crisp sound was heard, and the cold mechanical sound of the chip kept ringing in Morin's mind. At the same time, a lot of information began to enter Morin's mind.

Maureen stood still.

His eyelids drooped, and as they opened and closed slightly, he could see countless ice-blue data turbulences and countless witchcraft codes, runes, and characters. They flashed by Morin's eyes as fast as a waterfall. From a distance, it made people feel an indescribable palpitation.

After a long time, the ice-blue light dimmed again, and Morin regained his composure.

"Very good, all the data and information are here. Very good." Morin carefully felt the information that kept coming to his mind, and the corners of his mouth curled up, and he couldn't help but smile.

He turned around, left the corridor, and started doing other things.

In a dark space, Morin's body was floating, standing in mid-air.

His eyes were half silver and half dark, intertwined to form a dim red color, and he looked drunk.

In front of us, a witchcraft circle was looming in the air, with lines of runes intertwined, making everything around look indescribably strange.

This witchcraft circle is very large and connected together, seemingly endless, leading to the endless and distant horizon.

"Okay, now you can try it."

Morin looked at the witchcraft circle in front of him, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said this.

His fingers twirled like flowers, changing and interweaving, casting a series of witchcraft seals.

In an instant, the witchcraft circle in front emitted a faint light.

boom.

A low, vague, and huge sound was heard, and in a trance there were raging waves rolling, rivers rushing, and an indescribable strange breath.

Styx.

This is the River Styx.

At this time, Morin used the witchcraft circle to sense for the first time the destination of all living beings, the River Styx.