Chapter 1219 Snake Den
"Stellario, aren’t Mallories known for their expertise in handling snakes and insects? Why are you struggling against them now?"
Jonathan’s clothes were stained crimson with blood.
The serpents moved with incredible speed, injecting an unidentified venom into their victim’s bloodstream through their bites.
Although their lives were not at risk due to Seboxia’s Divine Lock, their injuries proved difficult to heal.
Jonathan and Stellario were left in a state of panic as they failed to regenerate instantly, even with the infusion of Seboxia’s life force.
After all, a poison capable of resisting the might of Pryncyp of Strength was an alarming threat.
At the moment, Stellario gripped a dagger with a grave expression.
"The methods passed down in my family are futile against these snakes.You saw how my parasites were nothing more than a meal for them," Stellario explained, coughing up blood as he spoke.
As his blood dripped onto the ground, the snakes blurred into afterimages and launched their attack.
Clang! Clang! Clang! Amidst a flurry of resounding clashes, Jonathan was engulfed in unbearable agony, as if his organs had detonated within him.
"We can’t go on like this! I won’t be able to endure for much longer! We need a plan, and we need it now!"
Jonathan managed to utter through clenched teeth as he strained to hold the bronze handbell above him.
While the bronze handbell provided a formidable defense against physical assaults, it offered no protection against the ensuing vibrations and recoil.
Each strike from the snakes as they rammed into the bronze handbell felt akin to a devastating blow from a Grandmaster.
If they didn’t devise a plan soon, Jonathan feared he would dissolve into a pool of blood, much like Sirius of the Osborne family.
"Hold on!"
Stellario exclaimed, tightly gripping the black dagger in his hand.
As black blood trickled down from the blade’s tip, he merged his spiritual energy with the blood before it could touch the ground, forming a peculiar symbol.
Black streaks began to emerge on Stellario’s skin as he performed a series of intricate hand seals.
Gradually, the black streaks transformed into minuscule bugs, no larger than grains of sand under Jonathan’s watchful gaze.
"Are all your methods this unsettling?" he remarked, shooting a helpless look at Stellario.
Stellario clenched his right hand in the air, and the bugs swiftly assembled, taking the shape of a sword.
"Enough talk, open the barrier!"
"Let’s go!"
Jonathan shouted, extending his hand to store the bronze handbell back into his storage ring.
"D*mn you!"
Stellario raised his sword and severed the snake that had sunk its fangs into his neck. Simultaneously, the "black tattoos" on his skin burst forth, transforming into bloodied thorns that pierced the air.
In Jonathan’s eyes, Stellario resembled a creature similar to Sp*derman as the sharp tendrils impaled the attacking snakes.
Just then, Seboxia’s spiritual energy manifested beside Jonathan.
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