The evil witch BOSS just wants to develop in a low profile

Above the dim and silent realm of spirituality, within the towering golden throne.

Zorn quietly observed the movements of several subordinates around him.

Before the establishment of the spiritual realm, Zorn could only vaguely sense the locations of other subordinates.

Contacting them required the use of rituals.

But now.

With the condensation of the [Spiritual Realm].

Within the spiritual realm, the shadowy outlines emerging from the depths of the surrounding black mist were each of Zorn's subordinates.

Zorn could not only contact these subordinates at any time through the spiritual realm.

But he could also peek... ahem... supervise the movements of his subordinates through the spiritual realm.

Zorn gazed out.

The Lantern Old Man was guarding his lantern, diligently practicing the secret art of flames.

The [Merciful Witch] Vanessa was in the depths of the basement, hidden in the darkness, silently digesting the calamitous black mist drawn from Zorn.

Francis, this guy was moving quickly through a small alleyway.

As for [Doomsday Shadow刺].

Zorn was quite satisfied at first glance.

"He's already broken through and advanced to level 4 in just a few short days."

But when Zorn looked closely, he frowned slightly.

It was two or three in the afternoon, and Alvin was sound asleep.

If it was just sleeping, that would be fine, but this guy was embracing two streetwalkers.

Judging from the wine, glasses, food, desserts, plates, and torn intimate clothing in the room, this guy was playing hard.

"It seems necessary to increase the intensity for this guy."

Zorn pondered.

The power of the [Evil Spirit Authority] was certainly strong.

But it shouldn't be too strict to make subordinates strictly follow his instructions.

Being too rigid would cause a lot of trouble, or even be seen through.

And if not given enough whip and pressure, and left to their own devices, they would become more lazy.

After a moment of scrutiny.

Zorn began to use the power of the spiritual realm to record what he was expounding.

And at sunset, he delivered it to Alvin.

The main information was to let him cultivate well, and after a while, he would prepare to start capturing the other two horses.

And he would let Alvin and the silver horse [Holy Healing Warrior] fight one-on-one.

In order to check his cultivation results.

Zorn knew the grievances between these three horses.

With such urging, Zorn believed Alvin had enough motivation to become stronger.

...

In the following days.

The new batch of spiritual statues commissioned from the artisan miss were brought back by Zorn.

The mafia organization where Alvin was located, as well as the other two horse mafia organizations to be captured next, had to place spiritual statues.

After all, there were also some transcendents in these mafia organizations.

In addition, the number of mafia members was not small.

After being influenced by the spiritual statues, they could also provide Zorn with a lot of fighting source matter.

Moreover, Zorn planned to let these mafia members collect transcendent materials as much as possible, and create more transcendents.

Witches working in factories were a good way to obtain source matter.

But he couldn't rely solely on witches.

The "Transcendent Mafia Plan" could also provide a considerable number of transcendents, thereby providing Zorn with a good amount of fighting source matter.

Time flew by, and before he knew it, it was already mid-October.

The good news that made Zorn overjoyed finally arrived.

On the Rift Mist Town side, after more than a month, they finally cleared the sixth layer and entered the seventh layer.

After receiving this news.

Early the next morning, Zorn arrived at Rift Mist Town early.

The news that the treasure seventh layer of Rift Mist Town had been cleared also alarmed the high-level officials of O'Glan City.

When Zorn arrived, there were already more than a dozen steam cars parked outside.

Zorn was naturally sensible and didn't squeeze inside.

He quietly waited in the carriage outside, meditating.

It seemed that many people had come.

But few of them really understood the resources of this treasure and could make use of them.

The legacy treasure of the legendary ancient mage had its own unique usage and corresponding resource output on each layer.

The resource Zorn needed at the moment was the construct crystal core of the third layer mirror world.

This was the core of building a small steam lighthouse source pool.

Every day, the transcendent teams of O'Glan City would have some gains.

Zorn had already reached an agreement with Mrs. Mabel in private.

Every few days, Zorn would purchase a batch of construct crystal cores.

Zorn used these construct crystal cores to gradually construct steam source energy furnaces, which he loaded into the Magic Castle.

Before long, the Steam Magic Castle would be born.

At that time, both the mobility and functionality would be directly maxed out.

It was not until one or two in the afternoon.

That the many steam cars left one after another.

Only then did Zorn have the opportunity to enter Rift Mist Town.

Although the guard of Rift Mist Town was stricter this time.

Zorn could still enter it unhindered.

佐将神奇城堡小屋悄无声息的挪到了第七层。(This sentence cannot be translated without breaking the seamlessness requirement as it contains the name of the main character. I will translate the intent of the sentence instead.)

Zorn quietly moved the Magic Castle cottage to the seventh floor.

Although the transcendent guards stationed on the seventh floor also discovered Zorn.

But when they confirmed that it was [Fighter] Zorn, they didn't care much.

The transcendents on duty in this Rift Mist Town all knew Zorn's identity, and understood the outstanding contributions this [Fighter] had made to the treasure of Rift Mist Town.

When Zorn rooted the Magic Castle on the seventh floor "Law Ring Tree Layer."

In the depths of the Magic Castle.

"Woo woo woo..."

A low, thick, and melodious whistle, powerful and vigorous, surged and reverberated back and forth throughout the world.

"Hmm... not bad, the prototype of the Steam Magic Castle has appeared unconsciously."

Looking at the scene where more than thirty steam furnaces in the Steam Magic Castle were spitting out source energy steam, Zorn couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

The Steam Magic Castle itself did not have too magical power.

But this was just the foundation, the basic vehicle.

If the lair of "Zorn Corrick" in the original trajectory was not that damn graveyard kingdom.

But a moving war fortress kingdom.

Then the ending might be different.

And at this time, the Magic Castle spitting steam.

It was obviously the prototype of a fully armed, new era steam kingdom.

...

With the official completion of the seventh layer of Rift Mist Town.

In addition to the constant promotion of the birth of transcendents in O'Glan City during this period.

The tide of the times was surging more and more.

From the accelerated growth of the two immortal calamity stigmata.

Zorn could feel that the picture scroll of the O'Glan epic was becoming more and more gorgeous and colorful.

More and more transcendents were constantly participating in it.

The O'Glan City officials completed the excavation, development, and resource utilization of the treasure in the deep underground.

The Holy Radiant Sun Church searched for many resources left by the [Sun Church] and also had good gains.

The Sun Church was plotting the terrible miracle ritual [Bleeding Sun].

And the [Blood Shadow Rose], which had some cooperation with the Sun Church, was happily promoted to a secret clue.

As they invested resources to continue digging, they realized that they were digging a great kingdom of God, and even a treasure of great significance.

Once successfully excavated, their [Blood Shadow Rose] would have unimaginable rich gains.

Even, they could become a powerful organization that controls the power of the kingdom of God in one fell swoop.

Every force was moving towards its own goal.

But not every organization had a bright future.

...

One day, in the early morning.

Zorn, who had finished breakfast, came to the corner of Gollo Street.

At this time, he changed into an ordinary gray thick coat, wearing a slightly old woven hat, looking like an ordinary person's clothing.

In late October, the weather was already a bit cold.

The passers-by were also dressed more thickly.

Zorn raised his hand and stopped a carriage.

Just as he was about to get into the carriage.

Not far away, a newsboy wearing a newsboy hat and carrying a heavy newspaper bag, ran while waving the newspaper in his hand and shouting.

"Extra extra! Holy Radiant Sun Cardinal Archbishop rebels!"

"Hundreds of innocent residents massacred overnight."

"Terrible evil god ritual, staged in the capital of St. Smann!"

"Extra extra..."

With the newsboy's hard shouting.

Immediately, many pedestrians stopped and took out change to buy this freshly baked newspaper.

"Please wait a moment, I'll buy a newspaper."

Zorn said to the coachman.

Soon, after buying a newspaper that still smelled of ink, Zorn got into the carriage.

"Go to No. 64 Lakeside Manor on the south side."

"Okay, dear guest!"

Yesterday, Zorn received a secret letter.

It was sent by an owl that was all black.

It should be the messenger of that dark wizard.

The content of the letter was to let Zorn go to Lakeside Castle.

Although the letter did not mention other content.

But Zorn naturally understood that the [Shadow Castle] action was about to begin.

Not long after going out, Zorn seemed to have encountered something remarkable.

Cardinal Archbishop rebels?

Evil god's evil ritual?

Inside the carriage, Zorn read in detail the news from the St. Smann Empire.

The specific content was that around October 20, the day before yesterday.

In the capital of the St. Smann Empire, hundreds of ordinary residents were massacred overnight.

The entire residential building, blood and flesh remains, covered the ground, walls, and ceiling.

Terrible symbols that made the scalp tingle were everywhere.

The air was filled with a disgusting and grotesque smell.

After investigation, it was found that it was done by the Holy Radiant Sun Cardinal Archbishop "Chuckman Blazer."

When the investigating transcendent team arrived at the residence of this elderly Cardinal Archbishop.

It was found that Chuckman Blazer's residence had long been abandoned for hundreds of years.

And Chuckman Blazer's family, as well as the butler, coachman, servants, cooks, gardeners, etc., more than a dozen servants who worked for him, had all died like withered wood.

Pollution, distortion, loss of control, devotion to evil gods!

A series of guessed words emerged in the newspaper.

"The Great Collapse... is about to begin!"

After reading the newspaper, Zorn closed his eyes and rubbed his eyebrows.

Regarding the situation of that Cardinal Archbishop "Chuckman Blazer."

Zorn was naturally very clear.

In his early years, Chuckman Blazer was born and died for the Holy Radiant Sun and made great contributions.

And this was the origin of his noble identity as "Cardinal Archbishop."

But the arduous battles in his early years seriously overdrafted his vitality, and also made him come to the end of his life when the steam tide surged.

Chuckman Blazer repeatedly sacrificed to the great Holy Radiant Sun and prayed for the gift of life.

But God did not pay attention.

Chuckman Blazer, who was resentful, turned to other hidden existences, seeking a longer life.

The invisible superior [Torask] gave him a response!

After several years of communication between each other.

Chuckman Blazer got his wish and obtained longevity.

But he also paid the price for it.

And next, there will be more people to bear the price for him!

In his thoughts, Zorn looked at the streets outside the car window.

"If not handled properly, O'Glan City will suffer to a certain extent."

"This time, it's really not some evil god causing trouble in the dark."

"This time it's... the terrible pollution of the superior."

"The iconic event that accelerates the decline of the Holy Radiant Sun - [Torask's Pollution] is coming."