Bab 169: Cold feet

In the middle of the violet grass fields, surrounded by remains of shattered chitinous armor, stood a creature with black rotting skin.

It looked like a decaying corpse, but the power pouring out from its enlarged bones was anything but dead. It was the kind of pressure that even made the Sapient Canzers' chitinous armor rattle from horror and panic.

The rotting creature had nothing but bones in its body, with decaying black skin barely clinging to its skeleton.

But the most terrifying thing about the creature was its head.

It was nothing but a skull, with frost and ice creeping onto its crevices, but somehow, the Sapient Canzer felt like it was looking at a creature that could send anyone down to the deepest abyss of hell.

The skull slowly turned towards the Sapient Canzer in the distance, with its head swiveling unlike that of a human.