The beasts were still lingering on the cliff, roaring and refusing to leave, their heads staring at Baron Roan below, drool dripping from their mouths onto his body and face, making Baron Roan feel utterly nauseated.
Moreover, the speed at which dirt clumps were falling accelerated, all hitting him, and the vine he was holding was gradually sinking.
The dark mist at the bottom of the cliff churned as if something was frolicking within, upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a group of giant pythons, intertwining densely.
But there was one common point; all snake heads were raised, with open mouths, seemingly waiting for him to fall.
Baron Roan felt cold sweat pouring down his body, was he really going to die here today?
"As long as you behave, you can escape all predicaments~"
The voice rang out again, filled with allure, instantly giving Baron Roan in his desperate situation a glimpse of hope.
"Okay, I'll listen to you, I'll do whatever you say..."
