After going around to the back of the area corresponding to the underground ruins, and standing under a big tree with dense branches, Klein said to Sharon who obviously didn't hold an umbrella but was not wet at all: "Let's go down from here."

The rain fell, passed through Sharron's pale blond hair and body, and hit the ground with a patter.

"Okay." Sharon didn't ask Sherlock Moriarty what method he would use to get down.

Klein reached into his pocket, easily lifted the spiritual wall, and opened the iron cigarette case.

A figure suddenly appeared beside him, it was the "Admiral of Blood" Senor wearing a dark red coat and an old triangular hat.

"He went down instead of me." Klein said with a smile.

Immediately afterwards, he calmly manipulated his own puppet.

"Admiral of Blood" Senor immediately put his hands on his chest and bowed to Sharon: "Good evening, it's an honor to cooperate with you."

Sharon glanced at Klein and Senior, without saying anything, her body quickly sank into the dirt.

Uh, Miss Sharron seems to hate Senior... Klein outlined a smile, causing the body of the "Admiral of Blood" to quickly turn into a ghost, and then sink down.

He himself leaned against a big tree, half-closed his eyes, and carefully controlled the puppet. There was no one around, the rain was sparse, and the street lights were dim.

Vaguely, Klein found a feeling of "Master of Secret Puppet".

His vision and Senor's vision overlapped at this moment, and he saw the dark brown soil, wriggling insects, and sundries between the cracks in the stones.

Breaking through layers of barriers, "he" and Sharon came to the area where the underground ruins originally existed. The dome collapsed, the stone pillars were broken, the soil was filled, and the gravel was dotted. It completely lost its original appearance.

Such a scene made Klein believe that the humanoid statue of the Six Gods must have been completely destroyed.

Fortunately for him, "myself" and Sharron were located quite close to the room where the evil spirit was sealed. In other words, in the subsequent exploration, he didn't have to worry about the range of the puppet moving beyond the control limit of 100 meters.

Amid the smell of dirt and decay, Klein's secret puppet and Sharon quickly entered the extremely dangerous room before. However, among the masonry and mud, only a few piles of bones covered with rotten clothes remained. The traces of crushing, the original dark gold and dark blue rays of light all disappeared.

"The Extraordinary characteristics were taken away by the 'Nighthawks' or the 'Mechanical Heart'..." Senor's face twitched, which perfectly reflected Klein's mood at this time.

Sharon turned around in the dark and solid environment, shook her head lightly and said, "They didn't send anyone in, and there is no trace of living things here."

Also, if there are living people coming and going in and out of this room within half a year, "Wraith" should be able to sense it... Moreover, those statues are obviously not visible to "Nighthawks" and "Mechanical Heart"... Then where are these Extraordinary characteristics? What? While Klein frowned a little bit, Senior had a similar reaction.

Could it be that the evil spirit has not been completely wiped out? It escaped here long ago? As Klein thought about it, he was suddenly startled.

He suppressed his emotions and asked Senior to follow Sharon through the room filled with mud and gravel, and arrived at the place where the bloody door stood. At this time, only a few fragments proved that the target once existed.

After walking a few meters, the two actually entered the room where the evil spirit was sealed.

This place has also been destroyed and buried. With the help of Senor's body and eyes, Klein walked around looking for clues.

"There should be a black high-back chair here." Sharon stopped, pointing to a piece of broken wood between two stones.

Klein suddenly recalled the scene he had seen in his dream�the young man suspected of Medici sitting on a high-backed chair with his head hanging down, as if dead.

Sharon didn't stop, she walked to the side under the pressure of the soil, looking for other traces, and suddenly, she said again: "There should be Zhang here too."

Another one? A second black high-back chair? "Klein" floated over in astonishment.

Under Klein's control, the resentful Senior penetrated the thick soil and stones and came to Sharon's side. He saw a broken handrail full of asymmetrical patterns buried in front of him. It was similar to the previously discovered Chipped wood is similar but different.

This handrail is not pure black, but has a dark red color in the lines, as if iron and blood are intertwined. JrNovels.com