That's all the great stories after the gods disappeared.

Myths, epics, and legends.

Mo Lin listened quietly, his expression remained unchanged and no other expression could be seen.

Lots and lots of things. Lots and lots of things.

Finally, after a long time had passed and Morin had been standing here for a long time, Franton said nothing more. He recounted all the major events he knew.

“Cough… cough… cough… cough…”

Franton's body was hung in the air by iron chains, and he coughed from time to time, which sounded very painful.

Morin glanced at Franton without saying anything. With Morin's vision, he could naturally see at a glance that the divine power in Franton's body had dissipated to a great extent, so he was so weak now and had become like this.

"I would like to ask a few more questions." Morin said slowly, "The world originally belonged to us gods, but why did we gods disappear in the end?"

"Now, this world is called the wizard world, and there is no trace of the existence of our gods anymore."

Franton fell silent, as if the question was too heavy for him to bear.

"Because of Selphis, the great ancestor of wizards." Franton spoke in a low voice. His body trembled uncontrollably as he spoke. "The ancestor of wizards, the ancestor of wizards, the ancestor of wizards..."

The ancestor of wizards?

Selfis...

Morin thought of the figure he had seen before, wearing a black robe, standing quietly, as if eternal, and suddenly he had an indescribable feeling.

"What happened?" Morin asked subconsciously.

"No... I don't know, I don't know..." Franton kept shaking his head and said, "I don't know what happened. When the third abyss invaded and the Dark Age came, the ancestor of wizards did something. At that time, the whole sky was filled with the roar of the gods. At the same time, the Styx appeared and flowed into the kingdom of the gods."

"At this point, the gods gradually weakened and then fell. After that, no other gods appeared."

"Wizards are becoming more powerful, and a whole new system, such as warlocks, has emerged."

"The wizards and sorcerers attacked the gods' kingdom in heaven. It was a horrific and long war. My master, the respected God Xi, perished in a war."

Franton paused for a moment before continuing, "The final result was something none of us gods wanted to see. Many gods died. They all died."

"This is a world that belongs to wizards."

Maureen was silent and didn't speak.

"Is that so..." Morin said softly, sighing silently in his heart.

Really...

It's quiet all around.

Maureen didn't ask, and Framton didn't speak again.

It seemed like a very long time had passed.

"Respected God, please, can you put me down and save me?" Finally, Franton spoke. Strands of golden light fell from his body, drifted into the surrounding void, and slowly disappeared.

"Don't worry, I have a few final questions."

The corners of Morin's mouth moved, as if he was smiling, and he said, "Then, Franton, can you tell me how you were captured by a few wizards and warlocks, and then trapped here for decades?"

"Respected God, once, when I had just revived, I found a few explorers who came here. I found them and rescued them, but I didn't expect that they would..." Franton seemed to have thought of something a long time ago, and he spoke quickly. As he spoke, there was an undisguised anger in his words.

"Locke and the others are not good people, Framton, you are not bad either."

"In fact, you also had plans and wanted to take action, but you didn't expect Locke and the others to act faster. Moreover, they also took away what you valued most, a part of the godhead of the God of the Evening Gorniel. Although they didn't know what this thing was, they could feel it."

"You are able to survive thanks to your special status as a god. Otherwise, Franton, you would have died long ago."

"Oh, right, I saw a lot of monsters ahead. There was a divine aura in those monsters. I guess they are constantly drawing blood from you to create those monsters and to enhance the power of the entire Eye of Bermuda."

Morin suddenly interrupted Fraton, shrugged his shoulders and said, "How pitiful, Fraton."

"Revered God, I..." Franton's body trembled, and he wanted to say something.

"Finally, you want to secretly influence me, or even control me. This is undoubtedly a very stupid decision."

“It took you a lot of time though.”

Morin said, shaking his head, and he stretched out his hand to Flaton's forehead.

The expression on Franton's face changed.

But it's too late.

The next moment, a look of pain appeared on Franton's face. His body trembled violently and turned into countless golden light particles, slowly dissipating in the air.

Morin slowly withdrew his hand.

Although Franton deliberately used time, the words he said and the things that happened were real.

Morin has secretly analyzed it with the chip and can make an accurate judgment.

"It seems that there are still many secrets." Morin whispered to himself.

What did the ancestor of wizards do in the past to tremble the gods...

Maureen suddenly discovered something terrifying.

The ancestor of wizards, Selphis, is he alive or dead now? If he is dead, it is fine. If he is still alive, then how terrifying and terrible he is now, just thinking about it is enough to make people shudder.

Once upon a time, the wizarding world was in turmoil. Anne and Claire, two of the three goddesses of the Styx, were knocked down. Alessia was trapped in the depths of the Styx, enduring the endless sins of the Styx. What happened...

And the dead Pankora and the others...

Maureen suddenly felt that many things were wrong.

Although it seems that those things happened a long time ago, even in ancient times, they still have a profound impact on the current wizarding world and even the future of the entire Chaos Star Realm.

Those existences that have left a dazzling brilliance in the endless history of the entire Chaos Star Realm will not disappear just like that.

Whether they are extraordinary or ordinary beings, everyone is included in it.

Maureen thought.

Maureen was thinking about other things, and somewhere else, something was also happening.

This world has always been a different world from each other.

Never communicate.

It has always been like this.

Ms. Franey shuddered.

Some were horrified, but more were filled with deep anger.

"Martha, what did you say? You said I deserve to die." Ms. Franey's voice now changed a little.

Yes, she couldn't believe it.

She and Martha entered the Hand of Gintama together. Their experiences were different, and they later took different paths. Frenny became one of the few fourth-level Gintama priests in the Hand of Gintama, while Martha was still an ordinary Gintama sorcerer. However, Frenny never had any other opinions about Martha and treated her the same way as before.

But now Martha actually...

Flannie was a little confused and she couldn't accept these facts.

"Yes, Flanny, you have changed. You still can't see the current situation clearly. We, the Hand of Gintama, so many of our Gintama sorcerers can't accompany you to die in vain." Martha sneered, she stretched out her hand, and with a flick of her palm, the wide silver robe fluttered. Her voice was hoarse, and the expression on her face was indescribably ferocious.

Martha looked like an old witch at this moment.

Martha's chest kept rising and falling, her eyes were full of pride, and she felt as if she had gotten revenge.

She knew how Ms. Flani treated her, but she was unwilling to accept it. They had entered the Gintama's Hand together. After a period of time, Ms. Flani became a fourth-level true meaning sorcerer, but she was still the same. Martha looked very calm on weekdays, but the burning fire of jealousy in her heart made her almost crazy.

Therefore, when the sorcerers of the Eye of Bermuda contacted her secretly, Martha agreed without hesitation and agreed to connect with the Eye of Bermuda.

"After that, all the precious resources of the Gintama Hand will be given to the Bermuda Eye. The Gintama Hand will gradually decline and become a second-rate wizard organization, but this Gintama Hand is mine, it's mine..." Martha's heart was burning. Her strength reached its current level after receiving the resources provided by the Bermuda Eye, but after that, she would never be able to be promoted again, and she would have to pay 30 years of life. This was the price.

Afterwards, the people of the Eye of Bermuda will carry out a brutal and bloody purge of the Hand of Gintama in the name of Martha until all the powerful warlocks are killed.

I have to say that Locke and the others had a good idea. Dealing with the Gintama Hand in this way would only be a change within the Gintama Hand, and no one could blame them for anything.

"Martha, I'll kill you!"

Finally, Flannie couldn't bear it anymore. She roared and attacked Martha.

Feeling the aura of Franny, Martha's expression changed.

But at this moment, a middle-aged man with a half-smile on his face appeared in front of Martha and blocked Frenny for Martha.

"Freni, dear lady, do you want to break the rules?" the middle-aged man said softly.

"Dear sir, Flanni has gone mad. Please ask your powerful Bermuda Warlock to help us, the Silver Soul Hand, kill Flanni, kill this crazy woman!"

Martha was obviously frightened, but when she came to her senses, she pointed at Flanny and yelled like a madman.

"Dear Ms. Martha, this is an internal matter of your Gintama Hand. We, the Eye of Bermuda, cannot interfere." The middle-aged warlock looked a little embarrassed.

"How about this, let's ask all the respected wizards and sorcerers present here and listen to their opinions to see whether we, the Eye of Bermuda, should take action."

The middle-aged warlock's eyes lit up, as if he had thought of a good idea in an instant.

"So, everyone, do you think that we, the Eye of Bermuda, should take action?" The middle-aged man turned his head, looked at the wizards and warlocks around him, and asked loudly.

"It should be, it should be..."

"Flennie is a crazy woman. I have long realized that there is something wrong with this woman. She deserves to die. She really deserves to die."

"It's time for Gintama's hand to change."

"Yes, yes, let's kill that crazy woman, Flani, first."

When the numerous wizards and sorcerers around heard this, they immediately started to speak. They had just seen the sorcerers of the Eye of Bermuda show their prowess, and they were all scared. So how could they dare to oppose now?

The leaders of the slightly more powerful wizard and warlock organizations and the single fifth-level spirit rings did not speak either. Their silence showed their agreement.

Things have come to this point and they have no other choice.

For a time, the crowd was in an uproar.

Franey is at the center of this storm.

"You, you guys, you guys..." Ms. Flani looked at the many wizards and warlocks around her, her heart trembling.

"Flennie, dear lady, you see, the situation is now very clear. You should die. This is something everyone agrees on."

"So, you die."

The middle-aged man's voice came slowly, he took a step forward, and many Bermuda warlocks behind him stood around, surrounding Flani in the middle.

The air was blurry and distorted, and their aura surged, slowly pressing towards Flani in the middle.

A hint of murderous aura was revealed.

The air was filled with murderous intent.