Now that she had made it this far, Helene had actually become completely calm.
She was already deep inside the Underground Mausoleum. Judging by the map, she was most likely directly beneath the square in front of the Knowledge Church, but she should have been over a hundred meters below ground. Even the vertical distance exceeded the limit of an Affliction Demoness's Mirror Substitution, let alone the fact that the ground above should now have been full of rioting exiles, with no mirrors set up for her to transfer through.
At this point, unless she retraced her steps, gave up competing with Gusin and Lisa for Salinger's Blood Banner, and let two months of effort go to waste, her only option was to press on.
Besides, she felt she still had certain advantages.
Unexpected dual pathways, the powerful Rose Necklace, Miss Angelica's watchful gaze, and a holy emblem that might keep me safe in the darkness. Most importantly, knowledge itself is power... Thoughts surged through her mind as she continued along the wall, holding her lantern in one hand and feeling the wall with the other. Soon, she reached the entrance to the hall she remembered.
This area had been left blank on the map. Without a doubt, it was also the most unusual place.
Every one of Helene's nightmares led to the mountain of corpses piled inside the hall, and every one ended with her gaze rising toward its summit as she suffered the agony of being burned alive. She was intensely curious about what exactly lay at the top of Corpse Mountain.
Now, as she drew closer to the hall, the urge to pull aside her blindfold and see her surroundings with her own eyes grew stronger and stronger. Had both her hands not been occupied, she might