Leaving the small chapel, Fang Zheng followed Dr. Yushefka's directions, ascending the stairs.
Along the way, he encountered several individuals dressed in white robes, like priests, divine staff who had clearly lost their minds. Upon seeing Fang Zheng, they wordlessly picked up their wooden sticks and attacked him. Fang Zheng faced no challenge against these enemies; their wooden sticks had no real defense, and compared to the greatsword in his hand, they were as fragile as paper. Often, with a single slash of his sword, Fang Zheng would cut the unfortunate souls and their wooden sticks in half.
These creatures were much easier to deal with than the cultists in the Dark…
However, just as Fang Zheng reached the end of the staircase, a giant iron gate barred his way. Although he wanted to try to find a mechanism to open it, regrettably, it seemed that the area had already been completely sealed off.
"It's useless."
