270 The Serpent Clan

If what the Nymph said was true, then that was quite troubling.

The Middle Stratum was already a cesspool of colossal monsters, considering the ether there was far denser than here. I could only imagine the monsters grew larger due to the abundance.

If every serpent lived down there, they would be the same – It was probably good that I hadn't ventured deeper into the forest of giant monsters before. 

The Nymph reached over to pick up a white fruit with a rosy hue, and taking a bite out of its soft flesh, her keen eyes watched my reaction, a faint smile playing on her moistened lips.

She looked quite amused watching me ponder her words, and like a lazy goddess, her body draped across from mine, looking quite surreal in a flowery garment that hardly counted as clothes.

While she had reduced much of our contact, she was still actively trying to charm me at every turn. 

How could I trust her words completely?