This area bordered the diseased forest, surrounded by rows of walls that had not yet collapsed. It was like a maze, and an ordinary person would need a great deal of effort to find their way in.

Rosemary lay sprawled across a boulder, gasping for breath. Her white robe was burned in multiple places. The sacred flames she had unleashed earlier had not only harmed her enemies but caught her as well. Still, none of that mattered now.

Looking at the stone orb in her hand, Rosemary's face broke into a smile once more. "The Ludendorff family is nothing special. Although Cyril stole part of the Saint's power, what remains is enough for me to advance."

She began dripping blood onto the stone orb again, preparing to absorb its power once more. Just then, she heard a faint sound behind her.

Rosemary whirled around and growled, "Who's there? Show yourself!"

Andrew walked out with a smile on his face. "Hello, Angel"

Rosemary looked stunned, then her expression darkened. "You're still alive?"