The accomplices pulled out revolvers, each one looking exactly the same.

"In the name of the Yellow...Tree of Life," Jerram pronounced, "you will tell me all you know."

At this moment, something from somewhere deep within his spiritual body trembled slightly.

The next second, all the accomplices raised their guns and pointed them at Jerram:

"In the name of the Tree of Life, you will tell me everything you know." The men said in unison.

Jerram's pupils trembled slightly, and the next moment, he found that every person holding a gun...

...it's all his own.

But he didn't have time to scream. Countless gunshots followed, and the bullets from the large-caliber revolver tore his body into pieces. His blood and his secrets were all thrown into the air.

"what!!!"

Jerram shouted, jumping to his feet and finding himself behind the bar.

Everyone in the bar looked at him - it was obvious that he had just suddenly shouted for no apparent reason.

Even in a busy city, shouting like that is still... impolite.

"..."

Jerram waved his hands to signal to the crowd that he was fine, pinching the bridge of his nose with one hand.

"Boss, are you okay?" The bartender whispered in Jerram's ear, "You seemed to have fallen asleep for a few seconds just now?"

"It's okay, just a... nightmare...?"

Jerram blinked, trying to recall what he had just dreamed.

But those chaotic memories were like fragments, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't remember them.

He closed his eyes, entered a flow state, and tried hard to find the fragments of memory.

As an "Immortal", his spirit is very powerful, so it is not difficult for him to find some broken memories.

Soon, Jerram discovered clues -

"Storm...sea and lightning?"

Jerram muttered, looking up at the ceiling of the bar.

I dreamed of the "Pale Angel"?

Just like Lights Agremont's condition yesterday... I've also been contaminated by that "Pale Angel"...?

Jerram took a deep breath and prepared to report the matter to the Wisdom Hall and the Immortal Department.

But until then...

"...Has our containment team returned with any information?" he asked the bartender beside him.

"Oh, yes, it arrived just now," the bartender handed a letter to Jerram, "it should be fine."

Jerram took the letter, opened the envelope, and saw the line of scribbled words on the letter paper -

——The puppet is safe and is currently replacing the castle guard's whale oil tank.

He breathed a sigh of relief: It seems there is no problem.

Jerram sat down in the chair, feeling extremely tired, especially his chest, which felt inexplicably sore.

What he didn't notice was that the bartender was leaving the bar.

What he didn't notice was that his original bartender was supposed to be a man, not a girl with long jet-black hair and emerald green eyes.

......

"Okay, now that I know everything I need to know, I'll leave it to you from now on."

"uh-huh."

Xingmo silently hid the "Tree of Life" mark with her sleeve and left the bar.

After confirming that Jerram wasn't paying attention to her, she went straight into the backstage and began to move underground along the stone brick corridor.

"How about it, our plan is great, right?" Aurora's voice sounded in his mind.

"It's really good. Except for the sudden shout at the end, it's really outstanding." Xing Mo muttered.

"Oh, who knew he was so afraid of pain."

"You must have done something excessive... little ancestor..."

"I just used a dozen revolvers to smash him to pieces... But this was just a dream! You can't generalize!"

"The dream was scary enough..."

Xingmo smiled lightly. In fact, her spirit body had been synchronizing the information that Aurora had obtained from Jerram, so she did not sympathize with the man.

All of this was thanks to Aurora's plan.

The core of the plan was simple: Aurora constructed a dream to guide Jerram to think about all the procedures for imprisoning Miss "Architect" and obtain intelligence from it.

Xingmo disguised herself as a bartender and came to Jerram's side to ensure that his abnormal condition would not be discovered by anyone, and finally handed him a fake "safe" envelope.

"Come to think of it, we ended up putting the blame on the Pale Angel again~" Aurora's voice sounded cheerful. "I hope He doesn't mind."

"...I hope He doesn't mind."

Xing Mo let out a breath, and then she began to sort out the information she had just obtained.

The first piece of information: The treatment that "Architect" Isis Elbella received was not just "imprisonment", but "containment".

As for why they wanted to take him in, Aurora found the reason in Jerram's memory:

The "black heart" in her body has been radiating "curse" to the surroundings.

This is also why the area around the castle is overgrown with weeds, and people who get close will see ghost-like phantoms - the pollution has attracted some malicious beings from the spiritual world.

Second piece of information: The order to contain Isis came directly from the Supreme Praiser, which perhaps highlights her importance.

Indeed, according to the containment method adopted by Jerram, coupled with the terrifying power of the steam spider, the protection she received should be of extremely high standards.

It's just a little bit less powerful than Aurora and Xingmo.

Why does she deserve such high-level protection? Is it because she holds the secret of the "Hanging Garden" in her mind?

Perhaps you should ask Miss Isis herself.

The third piece of information was very simple: Isis's steam core was actually with Jerram, in his room behind the bar.

As long as we find this steam core, Isis can be awakened.

Xingmo is not sure whether there will be any chain reaction after she wakes up.

But since Aurora is here, there's actually nothing to be afraid of.

You have to be reckless when you need to be reckless. If you hesitate too long, you will be defeated!

"..."

Walking down the stairs, Xing Mo felt that the spiritual energy around him was becoming increasingly thinner.

There is such a long passage hidden behind the bar, and its decoration is completely separated from the lively bar outside, making it look gloomy and dark.

Soon, Xingmo arrived at the end of the stairs. In front of him was a long corridor with many passages branching off on both sides, extending to the end of the darkness.

"This looks like some kind of war fortification," Xingmo murmured. "Aurora, can you see my vision?"

"I've been with you all the time," Aurora's voice came, and Xingmo felt a faint green light ripple in the corners of her eyes. "Hmm... It seems that the gains from this trip are far more than just this..."

"reward?"

"Put your hands up so we can get a better look."

Xing Mo raised her hand, and the "Tree of Life" mark on the back of her hand emitted a light green light in the air.

The light seeped into the space like flowing water, like countless thin snakes, tumbling back and forth between the spiritual world and reality.

Soon, Xing Mo felt a picture appear in his mind: it was a picture like the roots of a giant tree in the darkness, and the green fluorescence continued to spread in the darkness, forming a magnificent underground system.

"Wow..." Xing Mo murmured, "This is really an incredible discovery."

Under the New Garo, there is a huge tunnel system!

When was it built? Is it a legacy of the former Garo Dynasty? Or a creation from the time of the Golden King?

"How large an area does this system cover...?" Xing Mo murmured.

"The border of the map is still expanding. I guess it's... the entire New Garo?" Aurora chuckled.

In other words, through this underground system, you can theoretically go to every place in New Galo?

Including the "Hanging Garden"?

No... since this underground system is so developed, it means... it must be protected by some means.

If you really want to go to the "Sky Garden" through this system, you will inevitably encounter considerable obstacles.

"Okay, today's mission isn't to explore the underground tunnel," Aurora said. "Jeram's room is the first door on the right up ahead."

Xingmo nodded, drew out his wand, and started walking down the corridor.

As she passed the corner, she saw soldiers dozing off on the ground. Beside them was a pool of golden sand that seemed to have been spread out not long ago.

Clearly, this was some kind of armor made of the power of the "Song of Sand."

They are either "Immortals" or positions of equivalent status.

But it didn't matter anymore, Aurora had already put them to sleep.

Sure enough, Jerram really did a lot of protection... Xingmo muttered to himself, walked past the two soldiers, and pushed open Jerram's room.

The furnishings in the room are not complicated. It is just a small living area with all the necessary facilities. It looks very ordinary.

Obviously, this was just a temporary resting place for Jerram while he was stationed here, and he didn't bring in many daily necessities.

At the end of the room, there is a small bronze table with a simple bronze mechanical base and a glass cover on it.

Inside the glass cover, a mechanical creation consisting of dozens of nested rings was quietly suspended in mid-air, bound by blue arcs of electricity from top to bottom.

Obviously, this is Miss Isis's steam core.

"Placing the steam core in this place means they need to ensure Miss Isis is able to wake up at any time..."

Xing Mo walked to the front of the platform and looked down at the exquisite mechanical creation.

"Aurora, what do you think they want?"

"It must be related to that beautiful garden," Aurora's voice sounded. "Hmm... operating the cannon?"

"I wish it were that simple." Xing Mo chuckled.

Xing Mo lightly tapped the air with his magic wand, and the power of darkness spread out. The shadow instantly enveloped the entire platform and then dragged it into the darkness.

She noticed a string array drawn under the platform: if the platform's state was destroyed, it should trigger a chain reaction.

So Xingmo simply stole the entire stage.

"It's done," Xingmo said. "Aurora, show me a way out, other than the bar."

"Oh? You're eager to experience the little secret we just discovered so early?"

Aurora chuckled, and then the map that looked like the roots of a giant tree appeared in Xingmo's mind again.

And among the roots of the giant tree, there was a road emitting a clear light.

......

ten minutes later.

Xingmo walked out of an underground water maintenance channel under a bridge pier and returned to the surface.

She coughed a few times and kept fanning the air in front of her nose, while playing the water string and wind string respectively, letting the purifying wind blow on her.

I shouldn't have done it on a whim... Who knew this thing would be connected to the drainage system...

Fortunately, it was a relatively clean sewer, not much garbage in it, and the road was also relatively clean...

...but there's still a nasty smell.

"call..."

After getting rid of all the bad aura, Xingmo returned to the street and re-entered the crowd of Xinjialuo.

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