Without hesitation, the Poet of Great Love passed through the familiar Void Teleportation Gate. Her body gradually vanished into the deep-purple radiance, as if merging with the surface of the water once more.
Along with the strange yet wondrous sensation of weightlessness, her body and soul seemed to be carried away from the real world.
This state of plummeting at tremendous speed did not last long. After a sudden bout of dizziness, the Poet of Great Love felt the cold, hard ground beneath her.
She had landed face-first again.
She lay sprawled on the ground for several seconds. When no one came to help, she finally began struggling to her feet herself.
Supporting herself against the floor, which was half metal and half stone, the Poet of Great Love staggered upright and gently smoothed her slightly disheveled hair with one hand.
After carefully looking around, she found herself alone in the spacious entrance teleportation hall.
Everyone else was nowhere to be seen.
From the hall where she currently stood, she gazed ahead. Mist continuously descended from the top of the broad corridor, settling into this strange and mysterious space.
This seemed to be the starting point of a labyrinth. Strange directional symbols and flickering points of light covered the towering walls on either side of the prison's inner corridors, while the light screen on the floor faintly rippled with a gentle deep-blue radiance, like a galaxy in a dream or a distant, profound universe.
The structure of the floor was quite similar to that of Helrom Station. The moment someone stepped onto it, certain barrier formations would surely be triggered.
The Negative Fifth Floor was extremely vast. Judging from the map displayed on the light screen in the Teleportation Hall, it was probably a gigantic labyrinth.
Its structure was constantly