"I imagine you must be very confused right now, aren't you?"
As the familiar voice reached her ears, Teresa immediately spun around and saw Allen standing behind her. A delighted expression instantly appeared on her face. "You saved me?"
Allen smiled and shook his head. "No, I merely brought out your soul."
"My soul?!"
Hearing that word, Teresa instinctively lowered her head and looked at her milky-white body, which had no physical substance filling it. She immediately understood that her current state could no longer be called "alive."
At the same time, she was astonished that she could still retain her consciousness, memories, and thoughts.
After all, souls had previously existed only in certain religions and folk tales.
At least, Teresa herself had never believed in souls.
Otherwise, after all the utterly deranged things the organization's executives had done, countless vengeful ghosts should have come knocking to claim their lives long ago.
But now that the facts were right before her eyes, she had no choice but to believe.
To confirm her current state, Teresa tried extending her arm to touch a stone pillar. As expected, her hand passed straight through it.
That intensely unreal sense of emptiness finally made her realize that she was dead, that she now existed in this world in the form of a soul. She sighed softly. "So this is a soul? It's truly incredible!"
"Incredible? You still haven't realized why your soul was able to survive after your body died, have you?" Verena lowered her head and stared at her with two enormous, intimidating eyes.
That immediately made Teresa extraordinarily nervous.
In particular, the aura unconsciously released by the giant beast before her made her feel like a small animal encountering its natural predator.
"Enough, stop scaring Teresa. Tell her about methods for cultivating