Chapter 102
Erwin flipped in the air, landing deftly between a couple of smaller Earth Class snakes. With a single wave of his sword, their slim heads went flying into the air. He wasted no time, conjuring a small barrier of wind around himself as three globs of purple liquid came flying at him. The liquid was the potent poison of the Ghost Snake, and was strong enough to eat away at the hide of an Iron Skin Crocodile. Letting it touch him was akin to playing with his life.
He danced between the snakes that lashed at him, his blade swinging underneath the harsh glare of the sun. None could stand in his way and come out unscathed. At least, none below the Sky Class.
Hiss~!