Mu Wanqiu held the long knife, looking at the narrow stone wall surroundings, her emotions complex.
She had always been a simple person.
Whatever she thought of, she did.
So following the feeling in her heart, she came here without any hesitation.
Then... she got trapped here.
At this moment, a slight sense of regret surged in her heart.
Perhaps dreams are all elusive things, especially nightmares within the Disaster Realm, that guidance about herself and the [Judge], might always have been false, not worth trusting, nor pursuing.
However, this trace of regret disappeared in an instant.
She quickly accepted the situation.
No matter if it was regret, confusion, or sighing, it wouldn't change the current situation.
She had to leave here.
This damned place looked like all walls, but in reality, there were countless exits.
Yet among the countless exits, the majority might be [Death Gates]!
