Man With Super Medical Skill (Matthew)
Chapter 2107 Killing the Snake

When all the buildings had disappeared, a dense fog shrouded Matthew, limiting his vision to less than three meters. After experiencing the strange event, he was noticeably more composed now. Just then, a pair of snake eyes that glowed red stared fixedly at him from within the mist behind him.

Sensing the movement, Matthew didn't hesitate. He raised Bloodreaper and swung it behind him in one swift motion.

Clang!

A loud sound reverberated as sparks flew. At close range, Matthew could make out that the thing attacking him was an enormous tongue. The sword had landed directly on one of its teeth, which was over a meter long.

As the attack failed to hit its mark, the giant serpent's head rapidly recoiled.

"Who are you, ant?" The thunderous, muffled voice sounded like a roaring storm, and it was deafening to the ear. But what truly amazed Matthew was that the giant snake could speak human language. Today is definitely bizarre.

Matthew warily stared ahead, slowly backing away.

"Matthew Larson from Cathay. Who are you?"

"I am Demon Serpent."

Upon hearing the name, Matthew instantly realized that this was the Eight-Headed Serpent, an ancient monster from Emsgate's legends. How could such a mythical creature appear in reality?

However, when Matthew looked down at Bloodreaper in his hand, he felt as if he had glimpsed a bit of the truth of this world. Some legends might not just be a creation of their forebears but might actually exist.

They were simply submerged in the long river of history, leading people in later generations to mistake them for myths or legends-just like the Bloodreaper in his hand and just like the calamitous Eight- Headed Serpent in front of him.

As Matthew was pondering, the giant snake in front of him opened its big mouth, creating a vortex that sucked in the mist within a ten-kilometer radius. The creature's complete form became clear in Matthew's eyes. It had a hundred-meter-long body with eight snake heads. Compared to it, Matthew felt as small as a mouse standing in front of an elephant.

As the mist dissipated, all eight snake heads suddenly opened their eyes, causing Matthew to freeze. This was no joke! The creature was so huge that it could easily crush him like a pancake. Besides that, the metallic scales on its body reflected a level of toughness that was hard to match.

At that moment, Matthew felt a wave of powerlessness wash over him. The Eight-Headed Serpent opened its mouth and taunted him, "Ant, are you ready to be devoured?"

Matthew stood frozen on the ground, unable to move. He knew that he was no match for a creature of this level. As the serpent charged toward him with lightning speed, he instinctively raised his Bloodreaper to block the attack aimed at his chest.

However, the strength of the two sides was not even close to the same level. With just one collision, Matthew was sent flying dozens of meters away and he crashed heavily onto the ground. A metallic taste filled his mouth, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

With one hand on his sword, he struggled to stand up.

Meanwhile, the Demon Serpent on the other side launched another attack.

Is this the end for me today?

In despair, Matthew could only close his eyes and wait for death to come.

But at that moment, the Bloodreaper in his hand began to shake violently. In his mind, he saw the image of the wild-haired man who first introduced him to the sword.

The man swung the sword with terrifying sword energy and he now looked directly at Matthew.

"This sword is called Bloodreaper. Only someone with an extraordinary heart is qualified to wield it. This move is called Sword Break. Have you learned it?"

As the memory faded, Matthew suddenly opened his eyes, and at that moment, he understood.

In his eyes, there was only cold sword energy.

"Sword... Break!"

As he swung the Bloodreaper, before the Eight-Headed Serpent could even react, it was turned into dust and vanished without a trace.