Chapter 721

Felicia's palms were covered in sweat. She didn't dare move recklessly. She used the opportunity to observe her surroundings and the terrifying-looking snake that, for some reason, wasn't attacking her. They stared at each other for a long time. Then, the golden-eyed snake flicked its tongue, releasing a faint, putrid scent. The smell was distinct—different from the fog that had covered the island before but definitely toxic or hallucinogenic. In her shock, Felicia immediately tried to hold her breath, but it was too late. A heavy wave of exhaustion crashed over her. Her mind remained completely alert, but her body refused to obey. She slumped to the ground, her eyelids falling shut against her will. And just like that, she slipped into a dream—or perhaps a bout of hallucination. … In this surreal vision, Felicia saw the history of the island. She witnessed its transformation over time, and then… an old man. The old man sat on the water's surface, unmoving, holding something th