The Enigmatic Return (Neera and Jean) novel Chapter 1091

Because of that incident, everyone was on high alert.

Gathering her composure, Neera continued her efforts to rectify the situation.

The potion had stimulated the mother wug.

Although the mother wug had stopped burrowing back in, it was not crawling out either. That stalemate was far from promising and had to be dealt with promptly.

Fortunately, everything went smoothly afterward.

An hour later, Charles was in so much pain that he was completely drained of strength. There was no need for anyone to hold him down because he didn't even have the energy to move his fingers.

Seeing that, Neera finally inserted three needles into his throat.

Five minutes later, a massive black and purple wug slowly crawled out of Charles' mouth.

That wug was as thick as an adult's thumb and even longer than a human's middle finger.

Everyone was startled by that scene, and it caused the two elders to step back several paces involuntarily.

Osbert and Luigi had never seen anything so terrifying before, and their whole bodies were covered in goosebumps.

Neera, on the other hand, stared at the wug and felt relieved. “Luigi, hand me the glass bottle.”

She knew that the scene had frightened them, so she decided to take matters into her own hands and put the wug in there herself.

After securing the lid, she handed it to Luigi. “Hold it carefully and be careful not to drop it.”

The moment Luigi touched the bottle, his entire body stiffened, filled with extreme tension. He was terrified that a single slip of his hand would spell disaster.

Neera couldn't be bothered by Charles anymore, so she turned and walked over to Avery's side.

“How are you feeling now? Do you feel any better?” she asked. If the mother wug leaves the human body, its vitality will decrease, and the pain the wugling brings to the host will also correspondingly lessen.

Avery nodded weakly.

Throughout the entire ordeal, he never let out a sound, no matter how much pain he was in. He bore it all and endured it all.

Compared to before, he felt less pain.

Moreover, what he cared about the most at that moment was not the physical pain he was enduring. His mind was completely filled with the scene he just witnessed.

Looking at Neera, he gritted his teeth and still managed to ask, “Will the wugling inside me also crawl out of my mouth like the mother wug did just now?”

The scene he had just witnessed made him feel rather nauseous.

That was especially the case when he saw the dark purple wug in the glass bottle still squirming. He was disgusted and terrified.

Seeing his expression, Neera could tell what he was thinking, and for some reason, she felt a sudden urge to laugh.

She didn't know that the tough, iron-willed man could actually be afraid of such a thing. Perhaps he isn't scared. Maybe he's just disgusted.

Due to the tense atmosphere and after the significant progress, she felt a slight urge to tease him and alleviate the oppressive atmosphere in the treatment room.

“Indeed, it could.”

She gave an ambiguous response.

After hearing that, the expression on Avery's face indeed turned even more unsightly than before.

Seeing that, Neera couldn't help but laugh. “I'm just teasing you. The wug inside you won't come out in that way.”

With that, she took his hand.

Avery was clearly taken aback, and he instinctively looked at her delicate hand in his palm.

At that moment, his heart fluttered uncontrollably.

Before he could even process the flutter in his heart, he saw there was a sharp surgical knife in Neera's other hand.

“I'm about to cut your hand now. Later, the wugling within you will follow your bloodstream and flow out from the wound on your fingertip. Bear with it,” she said.

After she finished speaking, she quickly got to work.

Avery only felt a pang in his finger, and blood began to seep out.

This time around, Osbert was very cooperative. “I'm familiar with this. Let me help.”

He took another clean glass bottle and placed it on Avery's injured fingertip.

A drop of blood fell in, and swiftly, a very, very thin creature, as black as a strand of hair, appeared in the blood at the bottom of the bottle.

The wug was quite short, so tiny that it could almost be overlooked. If it weren't for the contrasting colors, it would be really hard to spot.

Neera let out a long sigh of relief. “Finally, it's all sorted. Next, all I need to do is to make a potion for you to clear the residual poison in your body. After that, everything will be fine.”

Upon hearing that, everyone felt relieved.