"The abyss monsters here will become much weaker."

"With your current abilities, it will be no problem for you to lead the army, eliminate those monsters, and make this place clear."

"I'm leaving. See you later."

In the palace, Maureen has returned.

He was wearing a black robe and was talking to Thorne, Jace and the others.

"Molin you..."

"Mr. Morin..."

Jace and Thorne both wanted to say something, but when the words came to their lips, they didn't know how to start.

Morin had only been out for a short time, and when he came back he brought such news. What should they say about this? After all, it seemed that they and Morin were no longer the same.

Mo Lin didn't say anything. He smiled slightly, then moved his body and turned into countless clear lights, which slowly dissipated in the air.

He left.

Only Jace and Thorne were left there, staring at each other.

After settling the matter here, Morin set off straight to the Arctic Sea.

He was going to the North Palace in the Arctic Sea.

This was one of his destinations.

In fact, when in the Eternal Holy Light, Morin had consulted the two thrones about matters related to the promotion to the sixth-level throne. The thrones were very surprised, but then they laughed, and were very happy and cheerful. The two thrones did not hold back much and told Morin everything they knew, as well as relevant knowledge and experience.

"This is just our own path. It may not be suitable for you, Maureen. You are just here for reference."

"We suggest that you read more notes and miscellaneous talks about the promotion to the sixth-level throne."

The two thrones said this to Morin. They opened the core inherited knowledge area of ​​Eternal Holy Light and Blazing Soul Lighthouse to Morin. Inside were many promotion experiences of the thrones of the two major wizard organizations as well as systematic notes and other things. They were very precious. Morin expressed his gratitude to the two old men and then went in to take a look.

He had some thoughts and gained something.

Finally, the two thrones mentioned the Northern Palace.

"The Northern Palace is a small wizard organization near the Arctic Ocean. It may not seem impressive, but a long time ago, it was an extremely powerful top wizard organization, not much worse than our Eternal Holy Light and Blazing Soul Lighthouse. It just declined later due to some inexplicable reasons."

"The current Northern Palace still contains some precious knowledge left by our ancestors. Although there is only a small amount left, their knowledge is very unique. We have all been there and gained a lot of different inspirations. Morin, if you can, you should go and take a look. I believe you will gain something different."

At that time, Usdima was talking to Morin. His face was gentle and his voice came over softly.

"Okay." In response, Morin didn't say much, just nodded slightly.

Coming to the Red Maple Forest Principality and the Tusuo people was just an accident. Now many things have been resolved, and it is time for Morin to do what he has to do.

Maureen thought.

He was looking at the carriage, at the clouds and the changing scenery outside the window, and was flipping through a book of illusory light and shadow that was emitting a faint glow.

Above the clouds, a black horse with black wings was pulling a carriage and galloping forward.

Tick-tick.

Tick-tick.

Gradually, the carriage moved farther and farther away.

A few months later, Maureen arrived at the Arctic Ocean.

This is his third time coming to this place.

Morin's eyes were gentle and his face was as white as jade, and he thought so in his heart.

His body slowly fell down, and the black horse and carriage in the air instantly changed into a black gas, which dissipated into nothingness in the air.

Morin was walking around. It was true that he was going to the North Palace, but now was not the time. According to the two thrones, if he wanted to enter the secret place of the North Palace and sense the treasures left behind by the North Palace, he had to wait until the ceremony of the North Palace was held.

Now, there are still a few days before the ceremony, so Morin is not particularly anxious.

He walked around, looking around.

"Look, it's a sea person, it's a sea person!" There were some young fishermen on the beach. They looked at the beautiful girl jumping out of the ocean, revealing her beautiful figure and graceful posture, and shouted loudly with excitement on their faces.

In the Arctic Ocean, many people know the stories and legends of the sea people.

Of course, many people will encounter sea people.

However, there are not many cases where the sea people take a fancy to humans and have sex with them.

Morin couldn't help but smile as he looked at the young fishermen who were cheering wildly, some even taking off their clothes in excitement, revealing their strong bronze chests, and singing loudly towards the sea.

It's so energetic.

By the way, in fact, Morin had some interactions with the sea people. At that time, he was still relatively weak and had just experienced the events of the Bloodline Royal Court. He was teleported by the Bloodline Royal Court’s teleportation array and came to the distant Arctic Sea.

After that, Morin had many encounters here, from which he also learned the true identity of the former Lord of Gintama and how to deal with him.

Now, many things are in the past.

Morin has experienced a lot of things, and he doesn't want to see the sea people now, or meet the former sea people's old friends, and disturb their peaceful life.

After all, it was just a simple encounter and there wouldn't be much interaction in the future. In that case, Morin had no intention of meeting him anymore.

Why see you again?

Morin looked at the sea, then looked at the beautiful sailors and the young and strong fishermen, then turned and left.

Afterwards, Morin came to the Northern Palace.

He stayed here, waiting for the festival at the Northern Palace in a few days.

No one discovered his identity. It would be a joke if Morin was still discovered to be abnormal by the people of the Northern Palace.

A few days later, the festival was held.

A lot of people came here, not only from the nearby wizard organization, but also from the sea people, some nearby extraordinary knights and many extraordinary people.

"May our Northern Palace prosper forever and never decline!" On the high platform, the fat wizard in charge of presiding was floating in the air with a celebratory look on his face as he spoke.

Bang, bang, bang.

The witchcraft fireworks exploded, blooming the most festive and warm colors in the air, people cheered, and the atmosphere reached a climax.

Morin watched this scene quietly from a distance, then he moved his body, took a step forward, and walked out directly.

The surroundings changed, the void shifted, and the next moment, Morin appeared deep in the North Palace.

This is a large hall, and in the center of the hall is a deep black pool. From time to time, ripples appear in the black pool, then change and disappear.

"This is it." Morin whispered.

He did not enter the deep black pool, but looked forward and took a big step forward.

Boom.

The void seemed to shake violently and became distorted, then it returned to normal, and Morin, who was there before, had disappeared.