A fair-skinned beautiful girl walks barefoot alone in the wasteland.

The celestial snake she had turned into before was already the limit of what she could do, because Hora couldn't clearly judge how far the unchanging creature power was from the enemy, so she didn't expect this big snake to be so powerful.

You know, she's the kind of creature she sees in Hewen's monster structure.

The monster named the Celestial Serpent should be able to appear in the Lower Wharton, and the entire Lower Wharton will be shrouded in a huge "dark cloud", and the sunlight will no longer be able to shine on the ground.

When Hola was reading the book, she also found that Hewen had a special handwritten marking:

"The Celestial Serpent was supposed to be a large serpent with wings, about thirty meters long, but after Ragnarok, a Celestial Serpent not only caused their entire race to gain some of the power of the earthly python after coming into contact with the blood of Jörmungader.

"And they also grew in size, their wings degraded and disappeared, and with the divine power from Jörmungård floating and flying, there is no doubt that some of Jörmungård's divine power was reproduced in the body of this species.

This way of impregnating authority with reality......

"Is Jörmungandr dead too?"

Hola could feel Herwen's sadness in the last paragraph.

So she memorized the body structure of this creature very carefully.

But in the end, she is just a juvenile shapeshifter, and she can only do that to that extent, in fact, the celestial snake she has changed is not even a legend, after all, the celestial snake she has changed is only a juvenile.

And she didn't notice it when she changed, but she found the problem when she turned back into a human.

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

The Celestial Serpent is not human.

It's a monster.

When Hala is transformed, the muscle fibers, nerve endings, blood vessels on her body, organs that are completely different from humans, unique neural networks, and even some monsters may have three more sensory systems and six basic emotions than humans.

Hola once felt.

If her changing monster brain doesn't produce feelings of guilt and regret, then neither will she.

It's a terrible feeling, maybe something she cares about will become worthless after the transformation, and the only thing that can restrain her is reason.

and the twisted soul that is not yet fully distorted.

The soul of the Machini is not fixed.

In other words, not all species in this world have such things as souls, self-awareness, but even such beings can change.

Every time Hara is a human for a day, her soul becomes more like a person.

On the contrary, for every second that Hara turns into a monster, her soul shifts in the other direction.

And the more different the monster from humans, the faster her soul will be transformed.

In her own self-feeling, Hara's current soul is likely to be a snake girl covered with snake scales and vertical pupils.

So when she had moved most of the distance with her ability to fly, she returned to the ground.

She has to take every step of the way.

Feel every piece of grit with human feet.

Use your own tactile nerve endings, feel the hot wind across your cheeks, use human vision, look at every color in the visible wavelength, and use your human auditory system to listen to the beautiful timbre of 20 to 20,000 HZ.

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

The lungs of the human body feel the miraculous changes in oxygen and carbon.

Every beating of the human heart pushes the blood to swim in one's own body.

Hola is already human.

The blonde girl looked at the wind and sand flying in front of her, and the shadows that gradually became clearer.

She was ready to receive them like a human.

Soon, the figure ahead became clearer and clearer.

A group of humanoids dressed in cloth appeared in front of Hara.

They didn't ride any creatures, but the speed of running alone was enough to send the gravel flying in the wind.

The leader had three whiskers on each side of his face, and his body was covered with white hairs about two centimeters long, but it could not hide the explosive muscles of her body, and his pupils were black, but the surrounding area was a progressive yellowish-brown.

The leader moved the cat's ears on his head.

And the same is true for the few people behind her, only the key parts are wrapped in a layer of cloth, and regardless of men and women, the body is full of bulging muscles, the only difference is that the muscle lines on the women's body are more beautiful, which is in line with most people's aesthetics.

And this group of people, from old to young, the younger they are, the less feline characteristics they have, among them is a little girl who is much shorter than Haura, except for her eyes and ears, she is completely an ordinary human girl, but those old men are almost big cats with combat power.

Strong big cat.

The big white cat in the lead says:

"We are Tiger Pilgrims who have been revealed in the Wasteland, and we are now on our way to the New Holy Land. ”

She looked Hara up and down:

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

Hola was stunned, she didn't expect the other party to be so friendly, and shook her head lightly:

"No, not far ahead is the territory of the Poker Kingdom, where I have some friends. ”

The white tiger nodded:

"Girl, if it's all right, let's go on our pilgrimage to the living saint who has returned from heaven. ”

Hora nodded.

These people are very strong, and the white tiger man led by them is much stronger than the lame wolf earl, but people as powerful as them have good intentions towards Hara in their hearts.

The tiger man smiled:

"Travelers, we are pilgrims, and for us the trek in the Holy Land is just penance, except that now our penance has become a pilgrimage.

"By the way, traveler, have you heard anything of the Lost?"

Hola said curiously:

"What is the Lost?"

Tigerman explained:

"It's a holy person who has lost her way, and I don't know much about it, except that her name is Hara. ”

"The saint you're talking about, uh......" Hara muttered for a moment, "what's your name?" ”

The tiger man said with a reverent face:

"Of course, it is to end the war between humans and orcs, to avoid the extinction of the orc race, and now to fight against the terrible demons who escaped the seal, and the saint Hevendelenge who has left us a land of survival. ”

Hola looked a little cautious, as if she was afraid of "blasphemy" against the devout pilgrim:

"Well, if I'm not mistaken, I'm supposed to be the Lost. ”

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

Her voice was much more serious:

"Do you have any proof?"

Hola says:

"I don't know, is my name Hola considered proof?"