Valhallah: Trapped in the Game World

Chapter 139

As Wesley proceeded into the next space, the air became thick and offensive. In front of him lay the Swamp of Death, an evil and eerie place, filled with crooked and twisted tree trunks, and stinking water that was very stagnant and bubbly. Thick, green fog rolled across the surface of the swamp, carrying a stench of decay so strong that Wesley nearly gagged.

A disembodied voice, which was cold and mechanical echoed in his head, "Beware. The Swamp of Death. Few who enter never return. Choose your path wisely."

Wesley stopped at the border of the swamp and looked for a cross means without any sign on the horizon. His foot descended into the green ooze and it seemed as though the earth wanted to pull him in further with each step he made. Despite lurking threats in the air, it was impossible to turn around and go home.

The noise of splashing water beside him made him stop immediately. Out of the corner of his eye he caught some movement, a creature coiled and wriggling through the