Maureen and the men from the small caravan entered Ethan.

Esan is a city-state. This ancient city-state has strong primitive characteristics and primitive atmosphere. It is the beginning and germination of civilization, and the original appearance of everything.

Maureen got off the carriage, and at this moment, someone came over.

Looking closely, it was Zoro.

"Mr. Green, you..." Sauron wanted to say something to Morin. He wanted to invite Morin to live in his family's manor and serve Morin.

But Maureen refused.

"Zoro, I still have some things to deal with." Morin looked at Zoro and spoke softly. He spoke slowly, but there was an unquestionable meaning in his voice.

"Okay...Okay, Mr. Green."

Zoro was stunned for a moment, he bowed his head deeply, then he saluted Morin, said something to Morin, and then left.

Morin smiled gently as he watched Zoro's leaving back. He turned around and blended into the crowd coming and going around him.

When he was in the small caravan, Morin had been to some places and was already familiar with Ethan's situation. He looked around and then rented a courtyard as his residence for the time being.

"I have almost got an understanding of those who hold power. I will take action when it's late at night." Morin thought as he stretched out his hand and stroked his chin.

Then he closed his eyes and began to meditate, waiting for the night to come.

But at night, Maureen suddenly woke up.

There was a faint light outside, as well as a lot of cheering, harp playing, and the sound of floating orchestras.

It looks like someone is holding a party.

"What is that..."

Maureen opened the door and walked out. He saw a bright light coming from the south of Ethan, making the sky over there extremely bright.

It was very lively there, with the aura of extraordinary humans and the aura of gods.

All the breaths and all the sounds mixed together, forming an indescribable scene.

What was strange was that, according to normal practice, when such a scene happened, the sounds were faint and noisy, but in Ethan it was completely quiet. The whole Ethan was sleeping soundly and was not disturbed. No one noticed anything over there, and no one discovered anything unusual.

Morin narrowed his eyes slightly.

The corner of his mouth curled up, and his body slowly became blurred and disappeared from the spot.

Morin traveled a very long distance, and finally his black robe spread out and slowly floated down like a big black bird.

He has already reached that place.

This is a huge castle with bright lights. Many people are celebrating inside, and there are many carriages outside. Just by standing outside the castle, you can hear waves of floating music and men talking loudly.

"Sir, sir, welcome." A man who looked like a butler came to Morin with an exaggerated expression on his face, and he was bowing to Morin.

Maureen glanced at the butler and then looked around.

From time to time, other people would come over, and then they would be invited in by the butlers to attend the banquet going on in the castle.

Like him, those people were attracted and came here on their own.

They are all powerful and extraordinary people.

"Take me in." Morin's eyes moved and he said this.

He entered the hall and saw many, many people, men, women, warriors, civilians, merchants, nobles, and so on, many, many people, they all joined the banquet, music was playing all around, they were all singing and dancing, looking very happy, as if they had entered paradise on earth.

The mellow wine, delicious food, magnificent buildings, joyful atmosphere, and the beautiful opposite sex dancing with you, these things seem to be everything people can think of.

Maureen looked over.

What he saw was naturally different. He saw many, many real things.

The so-called fine wine is nothing but slop, the food is dry branches and human bones, the magnificent buildings are illusions, and as for those beautiful opposite sexes, they are animals such as wolves, bears, and tigers, or human corpses, or white-haired people who have been jumping here for who knows how long and have been completely sunk.

Those people are old and dying.

Everybody was dancing.

But this is just a grand feast, a huge game of Painted Skin.

"Sir, what do you think of my place?" A middle-aged man with a pale face, bloodshot lips and no life at all walked over slowly. He was wearing a tuxedo, tall, holding a cane in his hand, very cultured, with his hair combed neatly and meticulously, as if he was from an ancient aristocratic family with a long heritage.

"I am the master here." The middle-aged man bowed slightly towards Morin.

"Not much."

Maureen shook her head.

"Oh, really?" The middle-aged man laughed.

Pop.

He stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers. Immediately, many beautiful and charming girls appeared around Morin. They kept talking to Morin, their breath as sweet as orchid and their voices as soft as orchid. The girls kept rubbing Morin's body with their smooth, white, milky bodies.

"Now, sir, what do you think?" The middle-aged man looked at Morin with a smile.

Morin didn't even look at those so-called girls. A cross sword appeared in his hand, and then Morin gently slammed the cross sword to the ground.

Bang.

A dull sound came immediately.

The girls beside him and the people who were having the banquet in the hall, all turned into black ashes with a faint red glow and drifted away completely.

Only Maureen and the middle-aged man were there.

"I don't know who you are. You lured the extraordinary people around to come here and try to murder them. That's not wrong. After all, this has nothing to do with me."

"But you actually attacked me. Well, you will pay the price for your boldness with your life," Morin said calmly.

The expression on the middle-aged man's face changed suddenly.

call.

Suddenly, huge bursts of black flames burst out from Morin's body, and the black flames rushed wildly in all directions without stopping. In the blink of an eye, it seemed that endless black flames filled the space in front of him.

"ah!!"

Faintly, a muffled scream could be heard.

But it's all over at last.

Morin was floating in the air, with a calm expression on his face, quietly looking at the scene in front of him.

Ahead was a desolate forest, which had been burned clean by black flames. Apart from that, there were also some scattered white bones.

The so-called castle, the so-called banquet, and all the prosperity just now were just an illusion.

Maureen slowly stretched out his hand.

On his palm, there was a purple-black lizard. Blood was constantly oozing out of the lizard's eyes and nostrils. It was seriously injured and dying. At this moment, the lizard looked at Morin with fear in its eyes.

After Morin took a look at the lizard, he moved his hand and pinched the lizard into a ball of bloody mist.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Morin exclaimed in surprise.

Just below in the dark forest, Morin discovered something strange.

As his mind moved slightly, the thing flew out by itself and appeared in front of him.

Upon closer inspection, it was a statue several inches in size. The statue was a giant black snake with nine heads and cold blood in its eyes. It filled people with an indescribable feeling of terror at first sight.

Hiss~~ Faintly, it seemed as if the nine heads of a giant snake were constantly swimming and hissing.

A moment later, the black Hydra turned into countless points of light and slowly disappeared in the air.

"This lizard..." Morin frowned.

He stood in the air for a moment, then returned to his own courtyard.

The next day, there was a knock on the door outside the courtyard.

"Mr. Green, let me take you to the nearby trading market, where many precious things are being exchanged. I'm Ethan's man, and I know a lot about the tricks and situations there." Sauron stood outside Morin's door, with hope in his eyes.

"good."

Maureen nodded and did not refuse.

Zoro and Morin walked slowly on the street. Zoro kept talking and seemed very happy.

Morin was about to say something in reply when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest.

He groaned.

The feeling came and went quickly, as if it was an illusion.

But Maureen doesn't see it that way.

His face looked grim, he covered his chest with his hands, gasped, and looked around.

It was very normal, all very normal streets, people wearing Isan costumes coming and going, there was nothing strange at all.

"Come out."

Morin slowly put down his hand from his chest and spoke coldly.

There was still no change, but at some point, all the people walking on the street, whether men or women, old or young, tall or short, fat or thin, all had the same face.

The face of a young, handsome man with an indescribable evil aura.

In Morin's eyes, everyone stopped at the same time, and the same face on different people looked at him.

Very strange and scary.

And it's very cold.

"Green, Green, I looked for you in various places. I asked my followers to look for you as well. Do you know how long I have been looking for you?"

"I looked in many places and planned to look for you carefully here for a while, but I didn't expect that I would find you after only being here for two days."

“It’s really a delight.”

Garrods's slightly hoarse voice sounded.

Level eight.

The eighth-level immortal being, the Lord of Original Sin, Galrodos.

The expression on Morin's face remained unchanged, but his body tensed up and his eyes turned cold.

“Hehehe.”

“Haha, haha, haha, haha, Grimm, Lord of the Sky Grimm!”

Garrods' voice became very strange, and suddenly a black fog appeared on the street. Then, an extremely huge black nine-headed snake shrouded in the black fog suddenly rose from the street.

The eyes of the Original Sin Hydra were bloodshot, and its nine heads kept moving, looking down at Morin from high in the sky. Drops of saliva kept dripping from its mouth, bringing with them a series of harsh corrosive sounds in the air.