Who knows what methods Gong Qiying used, whether it was purely architectural design or magic, but somehow the White Blood Church looks even more complicated from above than it is on the inside. It's practically an infinite castle.

"Ugh!"

Every bat sent back visuals that impacted the mind, and this deluge of images made Irene gag momentarily before quickly cutting off the shared vision.

"Was I tricked!?"

Irene's mouth twitched sharply as she looked up at the sky, only to see a dense array of red light points glowing within the crisscrossing paths.

"Swoosh swoosh swoosh—"

Each light point transformed into a bullet that shot at the flitting bats in the sky, and in the blink of an eye, half were already down!

"Where did these attacks come from? They were completely invisible just now!"

Irene quickly continued to maneuver the bats to avoid the attacks despite the ongoing visual discomfort, dodging while scouting the terrain. Some bats flew high in the sky while others flew low into the White Blood Church.

At that moment, she felt several surges of murderous intent locking onto her from unknown sources, so she maneuvered while sprinting away, choosing a random path that looked pleasing to dart down. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

Regardless of the complexity of these paths, as long as she could find Gong Qiying's location, the church at the deepest point was very suspicious.

In extreme situations, she felt she could abandon the honest route and make a straight dash to the church itself!

As she ran, she didn't forget to please her patron, exclaiming exaggeratedly:

"Oh dear, this place is just too terrifying, I don't know which way to go!"

"Splat!"

Then, Irene tripped a few steps out and fell again, this time knocking her teeth.

"Ugh! Ugh!"

Not retching again, she outright vomited, even though the body of the Pale Hunter could expel nothing.

Irene's eyes spun into circles. What did she just see?

The already layered and complex roads suddenly moved like writhing serpents, plus her vision was overlaid with a filter that warped and oscillated like dark jelly. Just a glance and her brain was assaulted!

She was just playing around happily, now she crashed seamlessly.

Irene had no mood to play around anymore, hurriedly disconnecting from the bat swarm link, awkwardly getting off the ground to continue her run.

Sain Dungeon absolutely rigged the White Blood Church map, absolutely rigged it!

There was surely a series of spiritual attack magic weaving a combo, and cleverly designed at that, or she wouldn't have been caught so easily.

Humiliation, anger—when had Irene ever been led into such a trap? These used to be her methods for toying with adventurers.

"I'm going to get serious now!"

The Pale Hunter's body split into three doppelgangers rushing down other forks in the road. Even if she gave up sight from above, even running honestly on the main road, she could still mess with Gedwin!

Irene's organs were all operating at high speed. Her eyes captured all useful information transmitted to the brain, then computed rapidly to generate a 3-D map. Each doppelganger was a humanoid mapping probe, recording everything about the White Blood Church.

Left fork, marked as roads one and two. For now, head down the seemingly longest first road. Keep the second for later; a doppelganger will come explore.

Each body operated at high speed, extending in all directions like a tree diagram.

Then Irene found she didn't have enough doppelgangers.

There were too many branches, some too long, and some even connected to more branches at the end. The road complexity made it wasteful to circle back to explore other paths.

Irene didn't want to waste time; she just wanted to finish this dungeon battle quickly and bring back the residents of the White Blood Dungeon, fearing they wouldn't be safe outside for long.

But there wasn't enough spiritual power left to summon other monsters, and the enhanced Pale Hunter cost too much wealth.

If spiritual power is lacking, Unity Seeker will have to make up for it!

Endless Unity Seeker, come out for me!

With Irene's command, dozens of figures rapidly appeared within the White Blood Dungeon, advancing toward the White Blood Church, quickly merging within after a rapid march.

Like dozens of raindrops falling into the sea.

The pressure on her side eased immediately with the Unity Seekers entering the fray, having more helpers to explore the branches was beneficial overall, though now she had to handle inputs from dozens of people, reducing control over the Pale Hunter, leaving it mostly autonomous.

"Good, good, good!"

The strong entry of Unity Seekers immediately clarified the earlier sections of the map, and a smile reappeared on Irene's face.

"Gedwin, watch my performance!"

It was clear her confidence was soaring; even her tone was no longer as courteous as before.

However, Gong Qiying remained silent in response, offering no feedback.

This immediately made Irene lose interest.

With her years of dungeon design experience, coupled with the occasional insights from Gong Qiying shared by other City Lords—combining both, her exploration of the White Blood Church was swift. Clearly, a City Lord taking matters into their own hands was different; it was faster than even any Strategy Group.

"Damn it, still not enough people!"

The shortage of manpower troubled Irene again, her brows furrowed as she sent another fifty Unity Seekers.

However, the new Unity Seekers quickly disappeared as if merging into the sea, the internal complexity of the White Blood Church was astonishing. No matter how grand it seemed outside, the intricate inner routes left her speechless. Could this truly be designed by human hands?

Gradually, Irene started feeling dizzy.

Wherever she went, the scenery seemed unchanged, only slight shifts in light and shadow occurred. Yet this was worse than no change—north, south, east, and west all became indistinguishable.

Who designs a church like this?

How does one perform prayers and rites here; does everyone need to scale walls and fly?

Irene tested it already; flying caused hidden spiritual attack magic within the White Blood Church to activate, causing severe discomfort, making stability hard to maintain. Only grounded running felt more comfortable on the roads.

The number of aiding Unity Seekers increased but whether it was her imagination or not, the White Blood Church seemed to expand with more Unity Seekers joining, otherwise she couldn't explain why her exploration felt stalled.

My dungeon exploration skills can't be this terrible! Gedwin must be doing something!

Irene now felt dizzy, relying on the massive Unity Seeker numbers to keep from totally losing focus. If she encountered external stimuli now...

Right, so far she hadn't encountered Sain Dungeon's monsters?

Just as this thought emerged, deadly red light flashed in visuals from other Unity Seekers!

"Ah?"

Every bullet-like red light precisely claimed a Unity Seeker, and the swirling world before death transmitted back to Irene's mind, causing significant disorientation.

More critically, to bolster her numbers she'd used Unity Seekers whose power wasn't much different from normal humans!

They stood no chance against Sain Dungeon's ambush.

Irene hastily cut links with Unity Seekers but even the speed of severing couldn't match the red light's slaughter. Swirling scenes invaded her mind repeatedly, causing indescribable mental assaults.

"I-I-I..."

Clumsy, she fell into panic, her body shaking uncontrollably from the spiritual attack.

Finally, she waved her hand, completely cutting off her final Unity Seeker link!

She did it; she finally succeeded!

"Ugh—"

Irene leaned against the wall, vomiting profusely.

"I've had enough!"