The foothills are moving.

No.

More precisely, a huge monster with a body shaped like a foothill rose from the snow forest!

The swaying mountains are its body; the burning wildfires are its pupils; the dead giant trees twisting upwards to the night sky are the big horns above its head.

“cmeptь…”

The monster opened his mouth, spitting out a fishy and stinking whisper, and vaguely revealed a humming that Shinoya couldn't understand.

At this time, Xiaolu was almost certain. Now, including the previous humming sounds of ghost-peeling, it was definitely not meaningless, but definitely a language that she couldn't understand.

What you have to say, like Russian?

Something is not right.

I always feel that the information I learned before the action is a little different...
Chapter completed!