The fair-skinned beautiful girl walks barefoot alone in the wilderness.

The sky snake she transformed into before was already the limit of what she could do. Because Hal couldn't clearly judge the difference between the unchanging biological power and the enemy, she didn't expect this big snake to be so powerful.

powerful.

You must know that she is the kind of creature seen in Hewen's monster structure.

The adult body of the monster named Sky Serpent should be able to appear in Lower Wharton. The entire Lower Wharton would be shrouded in huge "dark clouds" and the sunlight would no longer be able to shine on the ground.

When Ha La was reading, she also discovered that Hewen had special handwritten notes:

"The Sky Serpent was originally a large snake with wings, about thirty meters long, but after Ragnarok, a Sky Serpent not only came into contact with Jörmungandr's blood, but why did it lead to the death of their entire race?"

All have gained part of the power of the mortal python.

"Moreover, they later became extremely large, and their wings degenerated and disappeared. They relied on the divine power from Jormungandr to float and fly. There is no doubt that part of the divine power of Jormungandr has been restored to this species.

Now.

“The way that authority imbues reality…

"Is Jormungandr dead too?"

Halla could feel Hevin's sadness from the last words.

So she carefully memorized the body structure of this creature.

But in the final analysis, she is just a teenage shapeshifter and can only achieve that level. In fact, the Sky Serpent she transformed is not even a legend. After all, the Sky Serpent she transformed is only in its infancy.

And she didn't notice it when it changed, but she discovered the problem after she turned back to a human.

Cold-blooded, greedy, arrogant, bloodthirsty, crazy.

Serpents are not human.

It's a monster.

When Hora transforms, her body is composed of muscle fibers, nerve endings, blood vessels, organs that are completely different from humans, and a unique neural network. Some monsters may even have three more sensory systems and six more basic emotions than humans.

Harla had felt it.

If the brain of the monster she transformed does not produce feelings of guilt and regret, then neither will she.

This is a very bad feeling. Maybe some things she cares about will become worthless after the transformation. The only thing that can restrain her is reason.

And the twisted soul that is not yet complete.

The souls of the Makini are not fixed.

In other words, not all species in this world have souls and self-awareness, but even this type of life can change.

Every time Hal becomes human, her soul becomes more human.

On the contrary, every second that Hal turns into a monster, her soul changes in another direction.

The more different a monster is from humans, the faster your soul will transform.

Hala felt that her current soul was probably a snake girl with snake scales on her body and vertical pupils.

So after she moved most of the distance using her flying ability, she returned to the ground.

She wants to take every step by herself.

Feel every grain of sand with human feet.

Use your own tactile nerve endings to feel the hot wind blowing across your cheeks, use your human vision to see every color in the visible wavelength, and use your human auditory system to listen to the wonderful timbre of 20 to 20,000hz.

Feel the irregular stones on the surface sink slightly into the delicate soles of your feet, and the pain nerve endings transmit signals to the thalamus, gray matter and other areas.

Human lungs sense the magical changes in oxygen and carbon.

Every beat of the human heart drives the blood to swim in the body.

Hara is already a human being.

The blond girl looked at the flying sand in front of her and the gradually clear shadows.

She was ready to receive them like a human being.

Soon, the figure ahead became clearer and clearer.

A group of humanoid creatures dressed in cloth appeared in front of Hola.

Although they were not riding any creatures, their running speed was enough to make gravel fly in the wind.

The leader has three beards on each side of his face, and his body is covered with about two centimeters of white hair, but it cannot hide the explosive muscles on her body. Although his pupils are black, they are surrounded by layers of

Progressive tawny.

The leader moved the cat ears on his head.

The same is true for the people behind her. Only the key parts are covered with cloth, and regardless of whether they are men or women, their bodies are all bulging muscles. The only difference is that the muscle lines on women are more beautiful, which is in line with most people's aesthetics.

And this group of people ranged from old to young. The younger they were, the fewer feline features they had. Among them was a little girl who was much shorter than Hola. Except for her eyes and ears, she was completely like a feline.

She is an ordinary human girl, but those old men are almost like big cats with fighting power.

Strong big cat.

The leading big white cat said:

"We are Khajiit pilgrims who escaped in the barren land, and are now heading to the new holy land."

She looked Ha La up and down:

"Strange traveler, do you need water and food?"

Ha La was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect the other party to be so friendly. She shook her head slightly and said:

"No need, not far ahead is the Poker Kingdom. I have some friends there."

Bai Hu nodded:

"Girl, if nothing is wrong, we will continue to go forward to see the living saint who has returned from heaven."

Hala nodded.

These people are very strong, and the white tiger man who leads them is much stronger than the Lame Wolf Earl. It's just that powerful people like them always have good intentions for Hola in their hearts.

The tiger man smiled:

"Traveler, we are pilgrims. For us, the walking journey in the Holy Land is just penance, but now our penance journey has become a pilgrimage.

"By the way, traveler, have you heard from the Lost Ones?"

Ha La asked curiously:

“What is the Lost?”

The tiger man explained:

"She is a sacred person who has lost her own direction. I don't know much about her. I only know that her name is Hola."

"The saint you mentioned, uh..." Ha La pondered for a while, "What's his name?"

The tiger man said with a pious look:

"Of course it's Saint Hevendrenger who ended the war between humans and orcs, avoided the annihilation of the orc race, and is now fighting against the terrible demons that escaped the seal, and left us a land of survival."

Hora's expression was a little cautious, as if she was afraid of "blaspheming" this devout pilgrim:

"Well, if I guessed correctly, I should be the lost one."

The tiger man narrowed his eyes and was silent for a while.

Her voice became much more serious:

"Do you have any evidence?"

Hala said:
Chapter completed!