Morin sat in the carriage, and walked slowly forward with Sauron and some guards led by Sauron.

They were on their way to the ruins that Zoro had spoken of.

Morin looked at the knights outside who were riding on war horses, walking back and forth, whistling and creating gusts of wind, showing their toughness. Without saying much, he silently withdrew his gaze.

Relying on the sword skills and breathing techniques that he had once casually taught, Zoro had acquired great strength within a year and became the commander of Ethan's guard. In Morin's opinion, this was normal. It would be strange if Zoro had not achieved this.

Sauron is a good boy and has always been very respectful to Morin. Over the past year, he remembered Morin's requests and helped Morin find many relics from ancient times and similar to those of supernatural beings.

After all, the purpose of Morin's visit was for those ruins. He originally wanted to find some clues about the ancient tree of wisdom through the ruins of ancient times.

"I have been seriously injured during this period, but I have not relaxed in my search for some relics." Such a thought flashed through Morin's mind.

Yes, Morin once fought with several of Garrods's thoughts. He was seriously injured and dying, and almost died. After that, he slowly recovered and had the ability to cast spells. Before that, Morin sneaked out secretly, and he took action directly, using witchcraft to control the various people in power in Ethan, and asked them to secretly help him search through various means.

They made some discoveries. Morin secretly went over to take a look and discovered the truth about those ancient ruins.

A large part of those ancient ruins are fake and meaningless, and only a small part of them are slightly useful. Those ruins contain some things left behind by powerful extraordinary people, and even artifacts and powers left by ancient gods. For ordinary people, these things are already unimaginable, but for Morin, they are just slightly novel.

Originally, Morin thought that there was no other place here, but he didn't expect that Sauron actually found other places. So, no matter what, Morin would go and take a look.

What surprised Morin was that, Ethan, there were so many relics in this place, which was really beyond his expectations.

"Ethan, this place is really..."

Mo Lin thought about it, and there was an inexplicable feeling in his heart. He clenched his fist, put it to his lips, and coughed heavily several times.

Although his condition has improved a lot, he is still injured.

"Garrodes, the Sinful Hydra." Morin said softly, slowly lowering the fist from his lips.

Maureen closed his eyes and remained silent for a long time before he opened his eyes again, picked up the paintbrush, and slowly began to paint.

He likes painting.

It was an oil painting based on his memories of his previous life, with some bright and vivid colors and soft and tough lines, rather than some memories of this life.

He really likes this kind of quietly depicted rhythm, which is peaceful, calm and tranquil.

The entire convoy moved slowly forward, and after a long time, finally, Morin and his team arrived.

"Mr. Green, Mr. Green!"

Zoro got off the horse, breathing heavily, and came to the side of the carriage.

"Sir, we're here!" Sauron said to Morin.

The curtain of the carriage was lifted and Morin slowly got out of the carriage.

He had a painting tucked in his arm with messy oil paint on it, and it was not finished immediately. Maureen got off the carriage slowly, looking very quiet.

"Hehehe, Green, Green, you can't trap me. You can't trap me for long. Just give me a little more time, and I will be able to break through the seal and kill you completely, completely!"

"Just wait, Green, it won't take long, it won't take long."

"Green, just wait!"

"I want you to suffer so much that your life will be worse than death!!!"

"ah!!!!!!!!!!!"

The crazy voice of the Hydra kept ringing in Morin's ears, overlapping one another, constantly interweaving and entangled, mixed with a lot of noise, giving people a feeling of being upset. If people hear it for a moment, they will become mentally confused, lose their perception, and go completely crazy.

Bang bang.

Bang bang.

Bang bang bang.

Morin's heart began to beat rapidly, like a drum, and his heart was still changing into various shapes, but soon, a silver witchcraft circle appeared on Morin's heart, suppressing his heart fiercely.

It looks very quiet.

Nothing happened.

Whoosh.

The oil painting in Morin's arms suddenly caught fire and turned into countless tiny black flames, drifting in the air and disappearing completely.

"Come on, Zoro, take me there." Morin raised his eyes and looked at Zoro in front of him. His voice was hoarse, revealing an indescribable sense of vicissitudes.

Maureen was injured.

Before, Morin paid the price of seven hundred years of life in order to suppress the Hydra of Original Sin. He was a level five spirit ring and an ancient wizard with unique blood. Seven hundred years was nothing to him, but Morin still aged a lot.

He is not physically old.

What's old is not him, but his heart.

It was Maureen's heart that was bound.

"Okay." Zoro looked at Morin in front of him, pursed his lips, and nodded vigorously.

He called out to the warriors around him, walked in front, and moved forward with Morin.

According to the information Sauron obtained, someone originally wanted to steal the property of the ancestors of a wealthy family. They came to dig up a coffin, but accidentally dug out an underground cave. The underground cave led to an unknown distance. It was very strange and scary. The breath emanating from it was very ancient, as if it came from ancient times. Many people had died in it.

"It is indeed something from ancient times." Morin nodded and came to a conclusion.

They entered the cave, raised torches, and walked along the long corridor.

What surprised the warriors was that they did not encounter anything strange along the way, nor did they encounter those terrible things in the legends. The whole journey was peaceful, which made these warriors feel that something was wrong.

This is of course because of Maureen.

This looked like an underground palace. After walking for a while, Morin and his companions arrived at the center of the underground palace.

There were many corpses and piles of bones in the center, and many corpses were lying dead with daggers in their hands. The air was dim and filled with an indescribable atmosphere of death and silence.

When the warriors saw this place, they felt an indescribable chill and subconsciously took a few steps back.

"It was a certain religion in the past, but it was very simple and carried a natural and primitive atmosphere. Those piles of bones were all sacrifices to their gods." Morin looked around. He looked at some carvings on the walls, the rough paintings, and some sacrificial scenes, and he almost knew what was going on.

"Zoro, you wait here."

Morin gave a casual instruction and walked towards the mountain of corpses in front of him.

He had just walked into the area of ​​the mountain of corpses when suddenly, a black gas rose from under his feet. The black gas was like fog, swirling up from Mo Lin's feet and trying to rush onto Mo Lin's body.

“Haha, hahahaha, how many years have passed, how many years have passed, and I finally met a human who came in again. Human, offer your body to me, the respected... God? You are a God!!”

"Damn it! Damn it!! Damn it!!!"

"Dear God, I will leave immediately, please...ah!"

"don't want……"

"ah!!!!!"

Morin ignored the remaining consciousness that rushed out. He killed it casually, then moved forward step by step and came to the real center.

"I feel like something is not right here..." Maureen closed his eyes slightly.

He suddenly felt something.

Boom!

The center collapsed and fell directly into a ruined black stone temple below.

Morin fell down along with the mountain of corpses.

The Blackstone Temple was filled with corpses.

And just as the center collapsed, the already dilapidated statue in the Black Stone Temple suddenly showed dense cracks, and then exploded with a bang.

Morin's eyes fell on the broken statue in front of him.

He walked slowly forward.

"Mr. Green!" Above, the warriors let out bursts of exclamations and hurried over. Zoro was shouting anxiously above.

"I'm fine."

Maureen said without turning his head.

His eyes kept wandering over the fragments of the statue. After a while, the corners of Morin's mouth suddenly moved, and he couldn't help but smile.

Morin squatted down in front, stretched out his hand, and slowly brushed away the gravel and dust there.

A golden slab appeared.

There are many indescribable lines on the golden stone slab, and on top of it, there is a very abrupt mark of half a tree. This mark is faint and clear, and is simply left on the golden stone slab.