Kapitel 216: Grimwater Wyrm

Sitting on a tree branch, Alice couldn't help but sigh as she looked at her surroundings. 

She was currently in the heart of a murky swamp. The air was filled with the scent of decay and rotting corpses. Around her, countless broken trees reached for the sky with their withered fingers while parts of the trunk sank into the swamp. 

Despite the moonlight that was ever present in the Abyss, the swamp was filled with a sickly green fog that threatened to corrode the skin and flesh. 

Located in the midst of the withered trees was a solitary broken-down hut with broken planks and a bridge branching out to different parts of the swamp. 

However, she wasn't here to admire this scenery. Her target lies in the murky waters that surround this hut.