Journey of the Legendary Wizard

Silver Castle is very lively today.

Their sorcerer control finally appeared, safe and healthy, and the sorcery fluctuations on their bodies kept surging and surging, and people could feel an indescribable powerful pressure when they felt it a little.

This made the wizards of Silver Keep very excited.

You must know that their wizards were already at the peak of the fourth-level true meaning before, and now they have gone a step further, and they are very close to the fifth-level spiritual ring. Maybe they will officially break through and cross that Dao threshold, become a powerful fifth-level spiritual ring.

Level 5 Spirit Ring.

A fifth-level spiritual ring that surpasses the fourth-level true meaning.

Not only the wizards of Silver Castle, but other wizard organizations and warlock inheritance are also aware of it, so they all came here one after another, and when facing the wizards of Silver Castle, their attitude is very low, and their attitude is very low. Humble, with a tone of flattery.

Even though the wizards of Silver Castle are relatively indifferent and bloody existences, at this time, they are also a little flirtatious.

Yes, after all, Silver Castle is a powerful wizard organization suppressed by the fifth-level spiritual ring.

The atmosphere was warm, the beautiful palace music was played, the exotic sirens were singing softly, the singing was melodious, the wizards and warlocks were having a feast, the atmosphere was harmonious, and all this seemed so beautiful.

But soon, this atmosphere was broken.

"Well, why are there still people here?" A wizard raised his head and suddenly found that some warlocks wearing silver robes appeared outside at some point.

Maureen walked in slowly with many Gintama Warlocks.

The originally lively night banquet suddenly quieted down, and many wizards and warlocks couldn't help but look over, and one after another, unidentified eyes fell on Mo Lin in front of him.

"I'm Maureen, Maureen Olsen." Maureen didn't move his eyes at all. He looked forward and looked at the middle-aged man sitting in the middle. The powerful fourth-level true meaning of entering the fifth-level spiritual ring threshold exists, he said, and firstly introduced himself.

"I am the new owner of the Hand of Gintama. I heard that the Silver Fort is celebrating, so I will come and see for myself."

"And come and meet the wizards."

Maureen said in a low voice, an indescribable chuckle on his face.

"Sorcerer Morin, I don't remember that we didn't invite you." A fourth-level true meaning of Silver Fort looked at Mo Lin and said coldly, he was no one else, he was the one who went to the hand of Gintama and witnessed Mo Lin before. The silver castle wizard that Lin was crowned with.

"Yeah, you didn't invite me, but I think it's better for me to come and see for myself."

The expression on Maureen's face remained unchanged, and he said this.

This time, the expressions on the faces of all the Silver Castle wizards sank.

This is provocation.

And still at this time.

Almost subconsciously, the aura of the Silver Castle wizards swept up at once, pressing towards Mo Lin and the Silver Soul Warlocks in front of them.

In this environment, they did not show all their aura, but this vague sense of oppression is enough to make people tremble. You must know that the wizards of Silver Castle are known for their bloody indifference, and their auras are naturally different. Generally, when they are put together, it makes people shudder to think about it.

Mo Lin's eyes moved slightly, but he didn't react much, as if he had never felt the pressure.

The silver castle wizard who spoke just now turned pale, and wanted to come and shoot at Mo Lin, but at this time, the silver castle commander on the front seat suddenly opened his mouth.

"Okay, I'm here as a guest. Since the new owner of the Hand of Gintama is here, welcome." The head of Silver Fort said lightly. He was a middle-aged man with a very white face and pale eyebrows. The breath of many living people is more like a god statue, just for people to look up and pray.

"Maureen, sit down."

Gama, the head of the silver castle, pointed to a seat in front of him.

On the surface, Gama just pointed a finger, but in Maureen's eyes, this was not the case.

Everything around has changed, distorted, blurred, upside down, the picture faded, changing people's perception, and people can't help but fall into a state of frenzy.

Maureen smiled, as if he didn't feel the slightest abnormality, he took Diana and they did it there.

In Mo Lin's eyes, a dark red halo circulated and slowly dissipated.

It was as if a bubble burst suddenly.

on the main seat.

Jama was silent.

After a long time, he raised the goblet in his hand, raised it towards Maureen, and said, "Mauren, Maureen Olsen, the new master of the Gintama Hand, welcome you to come to the banquet."

"I am very honored."

Maureen smiled and nodded slightly. He behaved decently, like a teenager from an ancient noble family.

Gamma and Maureen were talking and smiling.

What no one saw was that a terrifying wound opened on his chest, and blood was constantly flowing out, but it kept being evaporated by his witchcraft.