Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld
Chapter 225 Lela's Deep Fear

It was almost noon, and the dense fog gradually dissipated, revealing a clearer view.

Sylvester didn't get harmed by the miasma because he had drunk Lela's blood.

Lela also knew they had to keep moving. Silvercrest was too big, and they could only find help when they ventured deeper into the valley.

Otherwise, all four of them would die.

Although their route had been disrupted and had just undergone a hard time caused by miasma, they could still find the correct path as long as they searched for the routes carefully.

Lela looked at the vast forest ahead and murmured, "The valley is in the north direction of these mountains. If we find the north is faced, maybe we can find the right path."

Lela didn't have any tools now, so she looked at the leaves around her to find the direction.

On the side, Sylvester raised his hand, revealing his valuable watch. He glanced at the position of the hands and then looked up at the position of the sunlight, roughly determining the direction.

Pulling Lela to the side, Sylvester placed his long arm on her shoulder and gently lifted her chin, forcing her to look in a certain direction. "Honey, north is on this side," he informed.

Using the density of plant growth, Lela also found the north. Seeing that Sylvester was even faster than her, she looked up and leaned against his arm with a smile. "You found it faster than I did. How did you make it?" she asked. Sylvester thought, 'Faster?'

Like other men, Sylvester didn't like that word.

Sylvester frowned, his tone harsh as he corrected Lela, advising, "Lela, don't use the word 'fast' to praise your man. Use 'amazing' instead. Do you understand?"

Lela smirked and followed his lead. "Okay. Sylvester, you are amazing," she teased.

Sylvester looked down at her. His eyes met Lela's stunning and extraordinary eyes. He curled his alluring lips into a faint smile. "Good girl," he said.

Just then, a massive centipede crawled out of the damp grass. Lela saw it immediately and broke out in a cold sweat.

She screamed, "Ah!"

Sylvester narrowed his eyes. He swiftly picked Lela up and held her in his arms.

Lela leaned against his shoulder, still trembling all over.

Sylvester held her tight as they headed toward the north they had just figured out. His large palm rested gently on her back. He patted her back lightly. "Don't be afraid. I'm here."

He knew Lela was scared like this because she had been bitten by poisonous insects before, so he tried to ease her fears.

Lela clung tightly to his neck, her eyes welling up with tears.

Lela didn't tell Sylvester about the cruel and vicious transformation that she once underwent.

At that time, the researchers in their cold, white protective suits held her and threw her into a container full of insects. Countless poisonous insects and snakes crawled over her body, bit her, and drank her blood.

She was involved in an experiment, and the person who started it just wanted to know which was stronger, her or the poisonous insects and snakes.

It was a gamble based on survival of the fittest.

She was injected with the hallucinogenic drugs at that time. However, as she didn't want to die like that, she grabbed those disgusting and nauseating insects and stuffed them into her mouth, one after another. She chewed them and finally swallowed them...

At that time, she was aware of what she was doing. She felt that she was like a disgusting monster.

She needed to remember how long the experiment lasted.

Anyway, she knew that she was immune to the poison of all insects in the world.

In the end, she defeated these disgusting things. She was then an existence whose blood could detoxify poisons. She thought she was a monster.

The notion later developed into a phobia that she couldn't get rid of at all...