Chapter 1162 - 537: Metamorphosis

Chapter 1162: Chapter 537: Metamorphosis

The Snake Girl is currently standing alone on a giant rock at the edge of her territory, her tail unconsciously tapping the surface, making a faint rustling sound.

Her unique purple vertical pupils are unfocused on any scene within the territory, instead diffusing in a daze.

With an indescribable longing and confusion, she gazes towards the mysterious mountains eternally shrouded in gray-white mist.

Hmm?

Uphemia slightly furrows her brow.

As an ancient goddess, her perception of auras is extremely keen.

What Teresa is emitting now is not her usual calm and resilience, but instead... a trance being led by invisible threads.

A faint resonance from deep within her bloodline.

Could there be a blood relative of Teresa deep within the Mist Mountain Range?

Who exactly is calling her?

After hesitating for a moment, she walks slowly closer to Teresa and softly breaks the silence: "Teresa, what are you looking at? Is there something in the mountains that attracts you?"

!!!

"Um..."

The Snake Girl blinks, as if startled awake from a deep dream, her body slightly trembling, she suddenly turns her head.

Vestiges of confusion still linger in Teresa’s eyes, but upon seeing Yunier, she breathes a sigh of relief and complains: "Yunier, it’s you! Why didn’t you greet me? You scared me!"

The girl pouts, discontentedly using her tail to gently poke her friend’s calf.

However, "Yunier" isn’t relaxed, she shakes her head and continues to ask: "What’s wrong with you? You don’t seem well. Didn’t sleep well?"

Teresa pursed her lips at that, her gaze a bit unfocused, instinctively wanting to deny.

But seeing her friend’s worried eyes, she hesitated.

"Sigh."

After a moment of hesitation, she replied in a slightly uncertain and hoarse voice: "Yunier... I, I don’t know."

She raised her hand to knock on her head in confusion and said: "It’s just a weird feeling, as if from deep within the mountain range, there’s always a voice calling me?"

"Has something happened to me? I don’t know if I’m dreaming..."

Calling?

A flash of gravity crossed the ice-blue eyes of the Cold Winter Goddess.

The Mist Mountain Range is not a place of harmless goodwill; in terms of strangeness and danger, it ranks among the top perilous places in the world.

If something inside is truly calling Teresa, this is not a good sign.

Teresa is in great danger now!

Seeing the Snake Girl occasionally flashing a hint of trance, the Cold Winter Goddess barely resisted the impulsive urge to step in directly.

The situation isn’t too bad yet, with me here, I can still manage it.

She places her hand on the girl’s shoulder, her will probing into her, safeguarding her soul.

"Teresa, pull yourself together, there’s no problem."

The Snake Girl sees "Yunier" with a nurturing smile on her face, and her previously anxious emotions ease, gradually calming her.

Seeing Teresa finally calm down, Uphemia breathes a sigh of relief, raising her hand to soothe her while softly saying: "It’s fine, nothing will happen to you, I promise."

"Moreover, now that you’ve identified the problem, why not consult with Lord Herbert?"

Teresa blinked, slightly shrinking her shoulders, weakly resisting: "Uh, wouldn’t it bother Lord Herbert too much? What if it’s nothing..."

"Don’t think that way, listen to me!"

Uphemia shakes her head, declining her reluctance, knowing this must be promptly reported to Herbert, before anything happens.

Otherwise, it would be too late once something does happen.

...

...

Meanwhile, Herbert, who left the Natural Sanctuary, is now facing the most rigorous "test" of his life.

...

Herbert’s expression is serious, staring straight ahead at nothing, his gaze incredibly focused as if facing a very powerful enemy.

["Ha."]

And standing on Herbert’s shoulder, the mini Nenasha sneers at Herbert, coldly saying: ["Oh, now starting to act mute? Weren’t you quite verbose before others earlier?"]

["Stop dawdling, speak, how do you plan to give me an explanation?"]

["Answer me!"]

["Speak!"]

Herbert’s mouth slightly twitches, his gaze ahead even more severe.

Oh no, oh no!

The Harmonious God is devouring their master—

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