155 The Inescapable Nightmare

Grace strode confidently into a dimly lit corridor that was adorned with grotesque statues and symbols, the shadows cast by flickering torchlight only adding to the sinister atmosphere of this place.

It wouldn't take two guesses for an ordinary person to recognize this place as a eerie secret hideout of a demonic cult!

The cult members of this cult stepped forward to see who boldly dared to enter their place, ready to chop up the fool.

Their appearances were frightening, their faces marked with strange symbols and grotesque piercings. Their dark clothing hung loosely from their thin frames, making them look even more menacing.

However, the moment they saw the face of this vermilion-haired woman, her presence struck fear into their hearts as they quickly gave way. It was not as if they were seeing her for the first time today.

They couldn't help but shudder thinking about what happened the first time she showed herself here today.