Mystery: She came from the Chaos Sea.

Chapter 19: Is a Bright Future Always Amidst Twists and Turns?

"I'm going out for a bit." Amanisis regained her usual composure and elegance. Her eyes were dark, and with a wave of her hand, she concealed the entire residence from the Demon Wolf Kingdom, then instructed:

"Unless it is the 'King,' no other being can enter this place on its own. I have also left enough food. Do not leave the dwelling and wait for my return."

Hermaine noticed that Amanisis never called him by his full name, "King of the Dire Wolves," clearly trying to avoid attracting his attention. This also showed Amanisis's fear of the King of the Dire Wolves.

"After all, that one is an Ancient God who wields both the Dark and Fool's Paths, making him arguably the strongest Ancient God. If it weren't for the fact that his characteristics are mixed, conflicting, and incomplete, even if Yuan Tai came, it would be a waste..."

"Mrs. Yuan is too far away. Let's not consider this big shot for now. The goddess at home, Xiang, knows to consider the safety of the family before going on a long trip."

"Hmm... Amanisis must have gone to retrieve the hybrid characteristics of the Two-Headed Dire Wolf?"

Watching Amanisis's figure disappear, Hermaine made a guess in her mind, but she did not yet have the ability to intervene in matters involving high sequences.

The Demon Wolf Kingdom is not suitable for her rapid development. If she were to land in the Fifth Era, knowing the main storyline, and hang out with her younger brother Zhou Mingrui, she would surely enter the realm of demigods within half a year... The key point is that the environment would be safer than it is now.

Sigh... I hope Amanisis can resolve her own problems and become a true god soon. With my current favorability rating, I should be able to become one of her angels.

When the time comes, I'll be calling out "Amanisis" this way and "Grisha (Yuanta's real name)" that way, just like my brother Zhou Mingrui, who runs rampant and domineering.

The future is bright; the present is merely the darkness before dawn.

With this wish in mind, Hermaine left her room and returned to her study to continue her research on the extraordinary languages ​​that belong to humankind.

But the sight of Urolius in the study startled her.

The gaunt, silver-haired Urolius knelt blankly before a stack of untidy square stone slabs, two dried streaks of blood and tears on his cheeks.

"What's wrong, Urolius?" Helmaene asked quickly, seeing the child looking like he had been bullied.

"Sister Hermaine!" Urolius seemed stunned, only snapping out of his daze when he heard the cry.

His eyes were lifeless as he looked at Helmaenie, his tone still calm, but clearly suppressing fear:

"I just saw a powerful being lurking outside. I saw feathers stained with oil, lifeless eyes, and a deep malice within them..."

An unknown and powerful enemy?

Hermaine frowned. According to the information provided by Urolius, it happened to be the time when Amanisis fell into a deep sleep.

This is no coincidence... A powerful being has sensed that something is wrong with Amanisis, and that powerful being is full of malice!

Who is it?

While pondering this, Hermaine fetched a clean cloth for Ulroth, but the bloodstains on Ulroth's face were too dried to be wiped off.

The child looked quite distressed, Helmaene sighed with heartache, "Urolius, you need to go to the washroom around the corner to clean yourself up."

Watching Urolius obediently leave, Hermaine, who had felt that the future was bright, suddenly had a feeling that a storm was brewing.

She sighed softly, intending to quickly explain the matter of someone maliciously spying on her once Amanisis returned.

"Nothing happened for the past few months, but as soon as Ulroth arrived, all sorts of good and bad things started happening one after another..." Helmaenie truly felt the guidance of luck, as well as the power to bring about calamity.

But you can't just throw the adorable Urolius out of your home, especially since this child has traveled all the way here with the intention of saving her.

Hopefully things go well for Amanisis...

Hermaine sighed softly.

however--

What we expect often turns out to be contrary to our wishes.

More than twenty days passed, and Amanisis never returned, while the food in their dwelling dwindled day by day. Hermaine squatted at the doorway, gazing at the thick fog outside, like a woman waiting for her husband.

"Sister Helmaene, let me go out and scout out the situation." Urolius offered to share the burden on Helmaene.

"Get lost, it's none of your business." Helmani ruffled the child's soft silver hair, releasing the pressure while sending him back to the study to tidy up the stone slabs.

Just then, Helmani heard a heavy thud in the hall of her residence!

At the same time, she also saw the thick fog outside her residence dissipate, as if the entire residence was returning to the real world.

Is Amanisis back?

But there was no time to be happy—

"It's Lady 'Misfortune'!" came Urolius's shout from the other side, but the shout stopped abruptly.

Hermaine's heart skipped a beat, a bad feeling welled up inside her, and she quickly turned and ran towards the hall.

The enormous figure standing in the hall was Amanisis, whose mythical form was faintly revealed! It was Amanisis who had returned, carrying the mixed characteristics of a two-headed demon wolf!

But His condition was visibly poor—

A jumble of properties, too dazzling to be seen with the naked eye, crashed onto the ground of the dwelling.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

Amanisis, who still stood nearly three meters tall, was in a state of chaotic energy. Arms kept tearing flesh from her ribs and growing out, only to wither and break off.

Countless tiny worms burrowed in and out of the bloody wound in His side.

Upon witnessing this, Ulorus immediately fainted. Fainting, a protective mechanism granted by Amanises.

Helmani, who also witnessed this scene, had a terrible headache and felt like ants were crawling all over her body, but she still managed to stay rational.

She is also the only conscious person in the current residence.

Amanisis wouldn't ignore advice and consume the hybrid traits of the Two-Headed Dire Wolf, would she? Amanisis doesn't seem like the type to ignore advice.

"Amanisis! Lady 'Misfortune'!" Hermaine called out anxiously to Amanisis, but there was no response.

The pained expression beneath the illusory black veil was just like when she was trapped in the dream.

Hermaine guessed that the root of Amanisis's abnormality lay in that complex characteristic that she didn't even have the right to look directly at.

She tried hard to see where the mixed characteristics were, what their state was, and whether there were any signs of being eaten... but her body, driven by her survival instinct, twisted her neck uncontrollably in the opposite direction, making a cracking sound.

Helmani tried her best, even using the strength to snap her neck, but she couldn't steer the chaotic mixture of properties in the right direction!

It's as if there's something terrifying in that direction!

"Do you need any help, ma'am...?"

Just then, a tall, thin figure dressed in gray, whose gender was indistinguishable, appeared not far in front of Helmaenie. His voice was ethereal yet full of goodwill.

But Helmani saw clumps of white feathers stained with disgusting oil growing around the skull's eye sockets!

(End of this chapter)