Chapter 115: The Viper Horde

Hiss, hiss, hiss! Everyone, Stefan Zimmerman included, sucked in a cold breath as goosebumps raced up their arms. From the Black Mist ahead, a carpet of venomous snakes poured out. Black, green, red, azure, yellow-every color flashed. Cobras, king cobras, kraits, bamboo pit vipers, rat snakes, red-banded snakes, and plenty they could not even name. They came in a heaving tide from every direction, countless heads weaving, the ground seeming to ripple as they surged closer. Breeds differed, colors...