Chapter: 210
It was only then that the bat realized the existence of the hand and began to rage, but to no avail.�
The pure white hand held the bat tightly and did not let go.
In an instant, the owner of the hand appeared through numerous snakes.
The snakes swayed desperately away from the owner of the hands, as if they were confronted with a dreadful being.
A man with long hair down to his waist and a beard covering his chest.
He was naked, not a single thread in sight.
His naked body was beautiful, as if he had no muscles at all.� If a snake would take off all its skin and transform, a person would wonder if it would look like this.�
The man with the pair of red eyes glowing in the dark was Pyo-wol.
Pyo-wol muttered as he watched the bat flapping in his hand.
�Is the road to the outside open?�
Pyo-wol looked at the bat.
It was his first time seeing a creature other than snakes here. He found it mysterious.�
The bat flapped its wings, trying to get out of Pyo-wol�s hand. However, no matter how much the bat shook, it could not escape Pyo-wol�s hand.
As if trapped in an invisible, intangible membrane, the bat floundered on Pyo-wol�s palm.
Pyo-wol gently reached out his other hand and caressed the bat. Then it trembled as if a bat had met its natural enemy.
�Ssss!�
Pyo-wol made a strange sound as he touched the bat as if it were his child. The bat was frozen like ice and couldn�t move.
Pyo-wol smirked lightly.
His white teeth were revealed in the dark.
His appearance was surprisingly friendly.
He had no idea how many years he had been here.
He could only guess at the fact that he had stayed there for quite some time with his long hair and shaggy beard.
A normal person would have gone crazy staying in a place like this for a few days. However, Pyo-wol managed to keep his mind intact.
No, maybe he became crazy, but he was just not aware of it.
It didn�t matter either way.
All he had done in the meantime was to practice the Sub-Thunder Snake method, assimilate himself with snakes, and learn martial arts.
His life, which repeated every day like a treadmill, was too monotonous for a sane person to handle.
As the Sub-Thunder Snake method reached a certain level, it was now difficult to distinguish whether Pyo-wol was a snake or a human being.
He breathed like a snake and looked at the world through the eyes of a snake. And from a certain moment, he reached the point of breathing through his skin like some of the snakes.
This wasn�t what he intended.� JrNovels.com
The pure white hand held the bat tightly and did not let go.
In an instant, the owner of the hand appeared through numerous snakes.
The snakes swayed desperately away from the owner of the hands, as if they were confronted with a dreadful being.
A man with long hair down to his waist and a beard covering his chest.
He was naked, not a single thread in sight.
His naked body was beautiful, as if he had no muscles at all.� If a snake would take off all its skin and transform, a person would wonder if it would look like this.�
The man with the pair of red eyes glowing in the dark was Pyo-wol.
Pyo-wol muttered as he watched the bat flapping in his hand.
�Is the road to the outside open?�
Pyo-wol looked at the bat.
It was his first time seeing a creature other than snakes here. He found it mysterious.�
The bat flapped its wings, trying to get out of Pyo-wol�s hand. However, no matter how much the bat shook, it could not escape Pyo-wol�s hand.
As if trapped in an invisible, intangible membrane, the bat floundered on Pyo-wol�s palm.
Pyo-wol gently reached out his other hand and caressed the bat. Then it trembled as if a bat had met its natural enemy.
�Ssss!�
Pyo-wol made a strange sound as he touched the bat as if it were his child. The bat was frozen like ice and couldn�t move.
Pyo-wol smirked lightly.
His white teeth were revealed in the dark.
His appearance was surprisingly friendly.
He had no idea how many years he had been here.
He could only guess at the fact that he had stayed there for quite some time with his long hair and shaggy beard.
A normal person would have gone crazy staying in a place like this for a few days. However, Pyo-wol managed to keep his mind intact.
No, maybe he became crazy, but he was just not aware of it.
It didn�t matter either way.
All he had done in the meantime was to practice the Sub-Thunder Snake method, assimilate himself with snakes, and learn martial arts.
His life, which repeated every day like a treadmill, was too monotonous for a sane person to handle.
As the Sub-Thunder Snake method reached a certain level, it was now difficult to distinguish whether Pyo-wol was a snake or a human being.
He breathed like a snake and looked at the world through the eyes of a snake. And from a certain moment, he reached the point of breathing through his skin like some of the snakes.
This wasn�t what he intended.� JrNovels.com
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