At the center of the City of Cataclysm, Harley landed safely on the ground.
Her journey had gone remarkably smoothly. After dealing with the two Sequence 1 monsters, the City of Cataclysm had become utterly quiet. No monsters dared wander the streets. Clearly, they had been terrified by the earlier battle, afraid of being caught up in disaster for no reason.
At the center of the City of Cataclysm stood a three-story tavern with no sign hanging outside. According to Harley's spiritual intuition, the Uniqueness of the Witch Pathway was lying somewhere within it.
Harley vaguely guessed that this Uniqueness had probably neither been accommodated by a monster nor developed its own vitality and will like the Hidden Sage.
Otherwise, after such a long battle, the Uniqueness could not possibly have remained indifferent.
Harley did not hesitate further. She floated directly to the entrance and gently pushed open the tavern door.
The tavern was empty. There were no living people or creatures inside.
But that was only natural. An unclaimed Uniqueness existed here, and it was certainly radiating corruption into its surroundings. For any low-Sequence creature, merely approaching this place could drive them mad or even kill them outright.
The moment Harley's left foot crossed the threshold, she suddenly felt an intense pain in her toes.
The leather shoe on her left foot, enchanted with Alchemy, had completely vanished. The decaying authority of Doomsday was still eroding her foot.
The skin on her foot had already completely rotted away, exposing blood and muscle beneath. Faintly, even white bone could be seen.
Harley frowned and, without hesitation, chopped off her own left foot with a hand strike.
The severed flesh disintegrated in midair, while Harley's left foot was restored intact, as though nothing had happened.
A Magic Mirror shattered in response,