When the priest snapped back to his senses, the two heretics who had entered the space of consciousness with him had already disappeared!
The scenery around them had also changed from a luxurious hall to a narrow corridor. At the end of the corridor, a middle-aged man was limping towards them with an axe in his hand.
“Chain, something’s Not Right!”
Thorn looked around. She had learned about the space of consciousness from the church’s canon. There should be nothing here, and the surrounding space was shrouded in nothingness.
However, there was not only an entire building in the space of consciousness, but there were also so many human beings.
The existence of two heretics was not surprising to Thorn, because those two heretics might be the ‘key’that her mother had mentioned, however, when Thorn looked at the middle-aged man at the end of the corridor... an indescribable fear crept into her heart.
