Hilia, who was feared by heretics and even the Dawn City Scouting Team, had already entered the hidden pathway of the stronghold.
The good news was that there were no guards within this hidden pathway.
But there was also bad news.
"The death energy here is so dense, it even affects people."
Hilia frowned.
She summoned her magic puppet, and life magic power emerged from the puppet, transmitted to her, resisting the erosion of death energy.
The death energy here had almost liquefied, and with each breath, it would lead to a large amount of death energy entering the body, causing severe effects.
The most direct impact was that the body showed signs of aging and death.
Hilia couldn't help but feel lucky; fortunately, her magic puppet belonged to the life faction, and it could just resist such adverse effects.
"No wonder there are no guards inside."
With the concentration of death energy here, no guard could withstand it.
