Chapter 213: Crushed Into Submission

Stefan Zimmerman seemed to be thrown into another time and space. Green poisonous miasma churned everywhere, and calf-sized centipedes, Scorpion, toads, and all manner of venomous creatures swarmed at him. In the sky, coarse hemp ropes hung in rows, and from each rope dangled a hanged ghost. Their dead, unblinking eyes glared at him. Their long tongues snapped out like pythons, whipping toward him in waves. In this grotesque world, anyone with a slightly weaker heart would have been scared to death...