But she suddenly turned around and ran, charging forward on a path not yet explored with unwavering determination.

This action was so abrupt that even the invisible enemy's attack paused for a moment, as if not expecting her to make such a move.

"Quite open-minded, this person."

In the City Lord's room, Gong Qiying couldn't help but mutter to himself. Thanks to the City Lord's control over the maps on his side, the image presented by his crystal ball was firmly locked onto Irene, not clear enough to see every hair, but sufficient to track her movements.

He saw clearly that Irene's action wasn't out of fear to avoid battle and flee, but because she found what truly needed to be done.

And that was to speedrun this White Blood Church map!

Irene sprinted on the road filled with pale colors as far as the eye could see, dangerous attacks constantly shot at her back, but she always managed to dodge in advance relying on her strong intuition.

Her objective was obvious now, which was that Great Cathedral, nothing else was worth her stopping for.

The Pale Hunter unleashed a unique perception, gradually clarifying the map's structure within several dozen meters surrounding herself.

Ahead was a sudden tower-like structure, divided into upper, middle, and lower layers, but the top layer had no passable roads, not worth going up.

No, wait, the wall on the middle layer seemed odd upon perception, and the road directly ahead had a fracture, does it mean....

In an instant, Irene sprang to that building's middle layer, crashing into a false wall that felt odd, revealing a hidden door, and behind it appeared a path that wouldn't be reached through a normal exploration route, based on her perceived path.

This path behind the hidden door was a shortcut, significantly shortening the journey.

"I knew it."

Without showing any smug expression for discovering a hidden route, Irene dropped a line and continued along the hidden path without stopping her steps.

And at that moment, rumbling footsteps suddenly sounded behind her, accompanied by a pungent bloody scent. A glance back revealed a large number of grotesque monsters appearing.

These monsters all radiated a bloodthirsty desire, wearing clothing entirely different from the contemporary people, she couldn't tell what style it was.

Despite the differences, Irene inexplicably felt a sense of familiarity with these monsters.

As if they were mutated vampires? Even somewhat familiarly amiable.

No, no, these inelegant monsters couldn't possibly be Blood Clan!

She completely ignored the monsters chasing behind her, continuing forward, and even analyzed the cause of these monsters while moving.

"As soon as I entered that building, all entrances besides the hidden door were sealed, and the monsters appeared. Had I not crashed through the hidden door and remained, I would have been trapped in a narrow space by these berserk monsters."

Irene's body trembled for a moment, then a smile curled up on her lips.

"Indeed, traps should be like this!"

Sudden enough, unexpected enough, disgusting enough!

Apart from their appearance not fitting aesthetic, this was her ideal form of trap!

No wonder Gedwin was welcomed by so many City Lords, no wonder I can't measure up to him.

Racing forward again, Irene encountered several more traps of different forms but equally deadly and tricky, making her even more exhilarated.

If she had complex emotions toward this benefactor at first, now her dominant thought was appreciation and approval.

Why do Gedwin's designs suit my taste so well?

It was at this moment that Irene suddenly recalled why she felt the White Blood Church was strangely suitable for "Blood Clan" to reside upon first seeing it.

"Because here it's built grandly, the traps deadly enough, the environment beautiful enough, and more importantly...."

This silent yet deadly place perfectly matched the Blood Clan's aesthetic!

"I want to borrow this map!"

The moment this thought emerged, Irene was briefly distracted, resulting in a blood-colored slash suddenly streaking through the air, slicing a deep wound down to the bone on her back!

Attack!?

She swiftly increased her speed to distance herself from the attacker, her back's wound quickly healing, yet the recovery cost was an additional burden.

Simultaneously, the bullets that never stopped from behind suddenly became more precise and deadly. The previously barely skin-scratching bullets could now punch a hole in her armor, greatly enhanced in power compared to before.

Turning to fight back... there's probably no chance of winning; the White Blood Dungeon was never skilled in combat.

Then the only option was to speed up, before Sain Dungeon's attack reached its fiercest point, to do the best within her ability!

Irene sent more companions into the White Blood Church; these numerous but quality-lacking Unity Seekers could buy even a second's time, making it worth it.

She decided to bet everything on this Pale Hunter, striving to raid the White Blood Church as much as possible before it's eliminated.

Irene unleashed her full speed, almost turning into a residual shadow streaming across the White Blood Church.

"There should be a path here, yes, there really is, I guessed right!"

"As expected, I can jump down here, I've seen too many multi-layered structures."

"Why is there no path here? That can't be right... damn, there's a trap!" 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

Her figure left traces in every corner of the White Blood Church.

Sain Dungeon, in the City Lord's room.

Gong Qiying observed Irene's movements, even feeling like applauding for her.

"Indeed a very talented person."

This was probably the first lord he encountered since being able to communicate with other Dungeon Lords, someone most in sync with his wavelength.

Irene could almost detect every little idea throughout Sain Dungeon, even speaking to herself to infer by analogy and make her own modifications, although initially uncomfortable, now she was starting to handle it skillfully.

"I don't think she's a Demon Clan infiltrator."

Gong Qiying admired her talent so much that he even uttered such a bold statement.

However, he couldn't just rely on his own emotion to determine the other party's innocence, obviously still needing a meticulous inquiry, as the White Blood Dungeon's suspicious points truly existed.

"Let's see how far you can go."

Gong Qiying didn't perform any extra actions, merely observing Irene's operations; this felt quite different from watching adventurers challenge dungeons.

The attacks targeting Irene grew more intense, increasing in strength, wounds were multiplying, and recovery speed was visibly declining; the Pale Hunter was clearly on the verge of running out of stamina.

Irene was still pushing this body to its limits, intent on cracking every hidden door, every shortcut, every little idea devised.

She was getting a bit carried away!

This feeling of wits' battle with the benefactor was fantastic, especially since the design of the White Blood Church truly suited her taste.

If it weren't for the special circumstances, she would have liked to spend days carefully studying the structure here.

A thought kept swelling in her mind, causing her hands to tremble a little.

The cathedral was right before her, yet so close, she couldn't reach it, the road ahead becoming increasingly intricate, seemingly endless.

The Pale Hunter's body was about to collapse; those invisible attackers were gradually closing in, no matter how high Irene's spirits were, she couldn't forcibly prolong her life.

The final leap!

The Pale Hunter abandoned the roads ahead, leaping boldly towards the direction of the cathedral; at the moment of takeoff, the attackers severed his Achilles heel, but it didn't hinder the momentum forward.

Before her life force completely ran out, Irene reached her arms out toward the cathedral!

The end of a Blood Clan's life force was marked by the body turning into ashes.

In Gong Qiying's view, the Pale Hunter turned into ash mid-air, and those outstretched arms.

Seemed to have touched the deepest part of the White Blood Church.

He nodded, as if acknowledging Irene's actions thus far.

But before he could say anything encouraging, he heard Irene's voice coming from White Blood Dungeon.

"Lord Gedwin, I concede! I...I..."

"I want to borrow the White Blood Church!"