Chapter 543

With the poisonous snakes blocking their escape, everyone had no choice but to watch Dorian gradually expel his poison.

Meanwhile, at the bottom of the lake, Torin was sitting still like an old monk, not moving a single muscle. Countless parasites were tearing at his body, desperate to inject their venom into him.

In a very short time, Torin's body was filled with a large concentration of poison.