Chapter 119 The Human-Shaped Meat Ganoderma
- Lewis Snow was in bad shape, locked tight in the coils of the giant serpent, unable to move.
- The stench pouring from the snake’s mouth was rank and sickening. Lewis had to clamp his breath shut, or he’d puke on the spot.
- Veins bulged across his body as he fought like hell, but to the serpent, his strength was nothing—like scratching an itch. It did zilch.