I slay evil in the Department of the Supernatural

Hearing Yincha Han's voice coming from the eighth floor, Xu Lindong felt relieved.

Fortunately, the pressure from the Tower of Babel lessened slightly, and the underworld messengers were indeed able to speak, but they still seemed unable to move.

This suited him perfectly.

He was considering how to start a conversation when the voice of the underworld messenger came from inside the room again:

"I wonder which master has imprisoned me here?"

I sensed your vast and terrifying aura... Could it be that the young man surnamed Xu is under your protection?

Xu Lindong was taken aback, the words he was about to say stopped, and his mind raced.

He immediately realized that the underworld officials had probably misunderstood.

Indeed, when the underworld officials were imprisoned in the Tower of Babel, the mysterious woman in the first-level underground room woke up and whispered something.

Clearly, the underworld official sensed the woman's terrifying nature.

They even attributed all the suppressive and sealing power of the Tower of Babel to her.

This self-constructive thinking led him to mistakenly believe that the mysterious woman was Xu Lindong's backer.

"It's good that he misunderstands like this; it will make him more wary... and make my subsequent questioning easier."

Xu Lindong's mind raced, but he didn't rush to speak.

Just then, from behind the eighth-level tunnel door, the suppressed and cautious voice of the underworld official came again:

"If you are willing to show leniency, I will never dare to touch the people you protect again."

I am a member of the Salvation Society, and you should be aware of its strength.

If you're willing to make friends, we can also help you!

"We would be happy to serve someone as strong as you!"

Inside the room on the eighth floor, Yincha Han spoke carefully, but a sense of unease and uncertainty crept into his heart.

The aura that mysterious expert had previously revealed was even more terrifying than, and far surpassed, that of the "Arcane Master" of the fifth sequence of the Mysterious Path in the Salvation Society that he had sensed.

So what exactly is the existence of the second-order underground sequence?

Or is it Sequence Three... a terrifying existence surpassing that demigod in the Salvation Council's elders?

He had never seen a demigod of the Dark Mysteries of the Salvation Society, only heard rumors about them, and could only speculate based on his imagination. He was terrified and felt as if all the power in his body had been drained away.

Just as he was growing restless from the lack of response, a slightly familiar voice, carrying a youthful air, suddenly came from a distance, as if speaking to him from afar:

"The teacher has already taken a rest."

You guessed right, I was indeed able to subdue that evil artifact only because I was under the protection of my teacher.

"You've miscalculated from the very beginning by attacking me!"

"It's you, Xu Lindong!?"

Yincha Han suddenly woke up, then asked with surprise and doubt: "You said that mysterious expert... is your teacher?"

"How is this possible? How could you possibly gain the favor of such a terrifying... no, such a great being?"

In the tenth-floor hall, seeing that the underworld officials had been intimidated, Xu Lindong relaxed and chuckled softly, "Why not? Isn't it normal to have a bit of a fortuitous encounter?"

"normal!?"

The underworld official Han felt a pang of bitterness in his heart.

How can this be called normal?

That was someone who was suspected to be beyond demigods; he didn't even have the right to see one of their toes!

If he had known that Xu Lindong had such a terrifyingly powerful protector, how could he have taken the initiative to come to him?

Let alone stealing a single evil artifact, even if Xu Lindong stole his wife, he would never dare to come knocking on his door.

You can find another wife if you lose her, but if you lose your life, you lose everything.

Fortunately, I'm still alive, so there's still room for maneuver.

"Xu Lindong, I was wrong."

"If I had known I had a powerful protector like your teacher, I would never have bothered you."

The ghost messenger's tone immediately softened, "Please put in a good word for me, ask your teacher... to have mercy and let me go..."

Xu Lindong chuckled softly, somewhat surprised: "Everyone says that you Salvation Society people are crazy and stubborn, but I didn't expect you to back down so quickly? And even beg for mercy from me?"

"Recognizing the situation is the most rational way for those with extraordinary abilities to survive."

My faith in the Salvation Society to liberate the sinkholes will never change, but if I lose my life, even if all the sinkholes are liberated and the world is completely transformed in the future, I won't enjoy any of the benefits.

Han paused, then lowered his voice: "So, I have to survive first, then fight desperately for the sect's great cause and liberate all the sinkholes!"

"Very clear-headed, you've quite distinguished the order of things."

Xu Lindong smiled dismissively and continued, "Teacher has been in a state of cultivation for a long time, and... her state is not very stable."

If you want me to plead for your release, that's not impossible.

Tell me, what are your Salvation Society's next plans, and what role will the evil artifact play?

The underworld officials also heard what the "Empress Houtu" said when she spoke.

Therefore, Xu Lindong did not conceal anything and directly pointed out the state of that being.

"Unstable state? Could it be that even beings at this level can face supernatural backlash?"

A thought struck Han, recalling the muttered question, "Who am I?" from the previous being, and he couldn't help but speculate.

But it was precisely because of this that he felt even more wary.

A terrifying being on the verge of madness, capable of anything.

Han was silent for a moment before saying in a deep voice, "It's no big deal to tell you."

Our Salvation Society's goal is to liberate all sinkholes around the world.

Even if I don't say it, the higher-ups in your Bureau of Supernatural Affairs know that we've got our eyes on the sinkholes near Jiangcheng.

However, they may not know which one is our specific target.

"So, which one are you targeting?"

Xu Lindong then speculated, "Considering the intelligence that you ambushed me halfway... could it be the sinkhole at the ancestral hall in the ancient town?"

He paused, then said, "There has indeed been unusual activity in that area recently; it's a good target."

Han remained silent for a long while before finally speaking: "You have to release me first before I can tell you more, including the evil artifacts and the mole within your Department of the Supernatural. I can reveal those things."

"An inside man?"

Xu Lindong was startled, instantly grasping this crucial information, and a series of thoughts flashed through his mind.

Is there a mole in the Department of the Supernatural? The underworld officials mentioned something similar last time at the East Star Hotel.

At the time, they thought someone had been controlled by his nightmare ability and that's why the information was leaked.

Now it seems... there really was an inside man?

"So, these underworld messengers were able to accurately predict our return time and route, instead of relying on long-term surveillance?"

"Who is the inside man?" Xu Lindong immediately asked.

"No comment."

Han's tone was resolute: "Unless you get your teacher to release me, I'm willing to keep her secret forever."

"That means there's nothing to talk about."

Xu Lindong spread his hands, his tone calm: "Then you can stay here and enjoy your dark and hopeless imprisonment."

I'll contact you again once you've thought things through and understood the situation.

"etc!"

Han hadn't finished speaking.

Xu Lindong has resumed the Tower of Babel's suppression of him.

In his view, this man surnamed Han hadn't suffered enough and was still clinging to a sliver of hope.

But as long as they remain imprisoned in the Tower of Babel.

Having lost all five senses, his consciousness forever plunged into darkness, unaware of time or space, that utter despair will eventually bring him to his knees.

Han is, after all, a human, not some evil spirit or zombie that crawled out of the sinkhole.

As long as one remains conscious, one absolutely cannot withstand the torment of this boundless, deathly darkness.

"Who...is the inside man?"

Xu Lindong pondered to himself.

This was the most valuable takeaway from the interrogation.

Although there is no definite answer yet, he believes that the other party is not lying under these circumstances.

Several figures flashed through his mind, first ruling out the "good old man" Lei Chong.

Then the faces of Gu Yi, Ding Jian, Yuan Heng, and Pang Jia appeared.

"How do you see it? Apart from me and Lei Chong, everyone else... seems like an inside agent?"

Including Ding Jian, that kid always uses vulgar language from the Federation like "my hair," but given his carefree and cowardly nature, he probably isn't like that.

Xu Lindong felt a headache coming on, and at the same time, a chilling killing intent flashed through his heart.

If there really is a mole...

It's likely that their whereabouts were leaked to the underworld officials from the very beginning by an inside agent.

This inside man almost got him killed.

Perhaps they are still secretly plotting something.

"We need to find a discreet way to talk to Captain Lu and even Zheng Si about this intelligence."

Since Zheng Si has taken notice of me, he can't possibly not protect his own.

His thoughts raced, and he glanced at the top of the tower, then strode toward the tunnel entrance on the tenth floor.

Pushing open the door, two clumps of corpse hearts on the ground had completely solidified and were slightly swelling and wriggling.

"good."

Xu Lindong approached, picked up a piece of the corpse's heart and examined it for a moment, feeling a strong allure emanating from the corpse's heart in his hand.

It even made him somewhat restless, the corpse heart inside his body was swelling, and he had an impulse to swallow the corpse heart in one gulp.

"What a terrible impulse!"

He suppressed the urge and then turned his gaze to the tall zombies that were suppressed and sealed on the ground.

You can try feeding zombies now.

"If only I could train a demon to obey my commands..."

With a slight thought, he released part of the Tower of Babel's suppressive power over the towering zombie...

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