Chapter 80 - Poison Fields (2/2)

And that was why Versailles was so fearless in challenging him in his own land. Because she knew he would never step into the battle until his opponent was a breath away from death.

He treasured his life and feared the strong, making him an easy prey for Versailles to hunt.

”Snake clan? Werewolf King's mate? You are associated with two of the six supreme clans?” The Scorpion King shrieked in fear.

Its giant scorpion body trembled before weakly slumming to the damp ground.

”I am sorry! Please, spare my life. Spare my life. I will do anything you say. Just spare my life!” He tearfully begged, his previous imposing aura and strong front, shred to pieces, nowhere to be found.

Not at all surprised, Versailles smiled.

”I have no use for your life. I do, however, have a use for your little minions. Take them, and draw out the venomous pythons in the swampy lake. I want the pythons drawn here within half a day. If I do not see them, then I will take your hideous head!” Turning, she left without a backward glance.

A short while later, in the damp swamp, pythons of various sizes were hissing and slithering about, as they surrounded a small figure.

The sinuous figures leaped at her from the fogs and heavy miasma, roughly knocking her around on the poisonous wet soil.

The attackers were red-green giant pythons beyond Versailles' expectations.

Their humongous bodies were as thick as ancient flame trees, covered thickly in shimmering scales that shinned with a cold, metallic luster.

As they glared at Versailles with greenish, squinted eyes, they revealed their wide predacious mouths, saliva continuously dripping down from between their fangs.

Versailles, encircled by the pythons, was not in a panic. She remained calm and she was not shaken. Her violet eyes only radiating light, a fierce desire to battle.

'Hmmm.....I heard the eyes of the red-green pythons of the Poison Fields had the ability to immobilize the Gorgons. Whether myth or fact, it will be determined today.'

Tightly clenching her fists, she rose into the air, transforming into her serpentine form.

The python's cold and sinister gazes followed the intruder of their home, watching it transform from a tiny ant, into a beast more ginormous than them. Hissing fearfully and maliciously, they charged forward.

They lunged at Versailles with intelligent movements and lighting speed. Unpredictably swaying their heads, they leaped at her in flashes and twists as she rapidly backed away and averted their attacks.

An invading force of death filled her entire body as a huge python's tail swept towards her and she dodged, swiftly following with three swings of her tail.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

After ruthlessly crashing the python into a charging swarm, Versailles slithered through the ground and struck, fast and swift, at the leader of the swarm.

The collision jeered her senses, the tendons in her golden tail screaming in pain. On the verge of shattering.

”The Nar! Are you made out of steel? Why are your scales so hard?” She hissed in pain.

Gritting her teeth, she stretched out her arm, and grabbed one of her arrows, forcefully slashing it towards the python with all her might!

Red blood flashed through the air.

The python screeched sorrowfully, as bloody wounds formed on its head, its eyes blinded!

Having suffered a grievous injury, the humongous body of the python hissed and twisted continuously on the damp ground, causing the surrounding gray fog to wriggle and shift in response.

The atmosphere was dreadful.

”Your story ends here, pretty boy.” She smiled sinisterly.

Standing up straight, Versailles inhaled deeply until her lungs could no longer take in any more oxygen, before breathing out a sea of red-gold flames. The gray fog lit up in red-gold brilliance, banishing the poisonous miasma for a brief moment.

The wildly flapping python was enveloped and swallowed in an expansive assault of flame and heat that melted its entire body.

Its painful wail slowly weakened, before dying out. The burning smell of flesh filled the air and sticky, viscous liquid spread on the poisonous soil.

As the only magical part of its body, the only thing left of its existence, were the two glowing, red-green eyes.

Grabbing the two bright orbs with her golden tail, she brought it before her violet-gold pupils.

”Finally, I got the red-green eyes. The bane of the Gorgons..” She whispered in excitement.