Who was I? Where did I come from? Where was I going? This was an eternal question. Though most people did not care how they came into being; they only wanted to know how they would die.
But I was very fortunate. I had a long life ahead of me, enough time to properly look back on my life as a snake.
Nahash stood there, reminiscing about his past with deep nostalgia. Lena stood to one side, not daring to move at all.
Although many Centipede Warriors were stationed outside the room, Lena felt that even if she called them in, they might not be a match for the person before her. This guy could conjure a ground full of vipers, and their venom was incredibly potent. After being bitten, one would collapse dead before taking five steps. Even if those enhanced soldiers could withstand it, an ordinary person like her certainly could not.
Besides, she was intensely curious about the identity of this guy who had suddenly emerged from Coulson's body.
The place where I hatched from my egg was the ancient Mesopotamian plain. Back then, I was no different from any other crawling creature in the world, living muddleheadedly until a chance encounter not long afterward completely changed my circumstances. My legend began then.
At the time, I was still a tiny little snake. Suddenly overcome by unbearable thirst, I slithered to a spring to drink. By chance, a human was bathing in the spring, so I stole a small thing he had placed on the shore.
Later, I learned that thing was quite valuable. It was said to be an Immortality Elixir that could grant eternal life. I could never forget it—it was a particularly memorable moment, because it happened to be the first time I shed