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Suddenly, a message on the Tongyi Stone made Delisco frown slightly. Bingzhixie watched carefully, and there must have been some accident.
Bing Zhixie said: "Although I don't know what you want to do, but you summoned me and him together, it should be something big."
"You didn't ask him what happened?"
Drisco flipped her orange curly hair and stared at him curiously with a pair of heterochromatic eyes.
"He's not dead, is he?" Bing Zhixie asked.
Drisco said: "He's not dead yet, but he's not far away. He seems to have been hit by some strange magical curse. This curse cannot be purified by itself and is still growing and spreading in his body."
"Then, is there any solution?"
Drisco said: "He got a scroll, and the words on the scroll seem to imply that the 'pure light' can purify this curse."
"Pure light? The Holy Garden seems to have such a thing."
Drisco smiled: "The pure light of the Holy Garden does not exist all the time. His current goal is to go to the Abyss of Light."
"The Abyss of Light is the secret place that Shengyuan is currently searching for." Bing Zhixie asked her, "Do you know where the Abyss of Light is?"
Drisco shook his head: "The Holy Garden doesn't even know about it, how can I know about it?"
"But I think you probably know something that Shengyuan doesn't know."
Delisco said: "The Illuminati does know many things, but it has a long history and many things have been forgotten in history."
"So, isn't Bimoye dead?"
"He has a poem in his hand, which is said to be a map to the Abyss of Light." She said, looking at the Tongyi slate: "Here, the content of the poem has been passed over, would you like to take a look?"
"Why do you want me to see it? Do you want to..."
Drisco said: "If possible, I want you to go to the Abyss of Light and bring the boy from the Christian family out safely. Of course, I won't let you go alone. I, the Illuminati, will send someone to follow you.
You go together."
Bing Zhixie looked at the poem on the stone slab and said, "But the content of the poem has not been deciphered yet."
Drisco said: "His life will not last long. If you can't interpret it, then it is fate."
Bing Zhixie read the obscure poem and said: "Can a knowledgeable person like you interpret anything?"