Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld

Chapter 202 The Mutation

Sylvester held Lela tightly as they headed to Greafury City. "Let's go, I'll take you to Greafury city. We're going to find Vanessa, no, we're going to the valley of the divine doctor to find your teachers,." he said, frantically. The change in her pupils, the physiological changes, were just like what he and Charley experienced. It meant that her body was completely corrupted diseased.

However, Lela stopped him, resting her chin on his shoulder, her soft voice sounding low. "Sylvester, it's futile."

This meant that her mutation nature had been fully activated. Once the abilities were nature was fully activated, not only would the detoxification ability of their blood strengthen, but their physical appearance would also remain the same, forever.

Just like Lela's modified genes, which had been modified, they could never revert to how she was before. Although deep down she still saw herself as Ciceri of the Holy Light Tribe in the forest, she could no longer deceive herself. She knew that she could never revert to become the former Ciceri ever again.

Lela wasn't completely sure herself, but during her time in The Immortal Man's laboratory, while she was in a state of unconsciousness, she overheard The Immortal Man's staff mentioning it. At the time, she didn't pay much attention, but now it seemed to be true.

As Sylvester heard this, he suddenly stopped walking, his desirable sexy lips trembled trembling slightly, his gaze confused as he asked, "What do you mean?"

What did she mean by "it's futile"? Would she die in this state? Just like he and his brother did?! Was there no hope? But no one had told him that mutants would end up like this. What about the this little one? What was he going to do? AmberHis amber-colored eyes filled with terrified helplessness... A

was unique to Sylvester had never

through Sylvester's mind.

bear to think about it

stepped back, a tear

was in a

face in her hands. Her silver eyes

tear-stained eye corner and licked away his tears with her tongue. Sylvester felt himself losing balance, retreating until he reached the edge of the bed, sitting down with a heavy sense of helplessness covering his entire

on Lela's shoulder, there was a slight tremble trembling in Sylvester's voice as

could he not

thought about his own death, but he had never thought of the possibility that the

couldn't bear such

up, "Since that's the case, then treat me as your true lover. What are you still afraid of, Sylvester? I love you. Will you promise Promise me,