Bang.
Bang.
Bang.
Nighttime.
A giant elephant worm, towering up to six meters, was slowly walking step by step on the spacious highway.
Suddenly, it paused, stopping in the distance, raising its head to look straight ahead.
At the edge of the slightly damaged gray-white road stood a woman with black hair, wearing a yellow top and white skirt.
Her long hair covered her face, and the yellow top was fresh and bright, unusually clean, clearly visible in the moonlight. The white knee-length skirt had fine long vertical folds, gently swaying with the night breeze.
The woman stood quietly by the roadside, alone, her hands seeming somewhat long, the exposed skin fair and delicate, as if it hadn't seen sunlight for a long time.
This was a very clean person.
And in such an environment, such a clean person shouldn't appear.
The elephant worm hesitated.
It stood quietly on the road, staring at the woman, motionless.
After a moment.
