Although only half of its body remained, it was so exquisitely crafted that it resembled the masterpiece of a top-level art master, brilliant and dazzling.
It held its head high, its insect-like jaws gaping as it greedily absorbed the flow from the Long River of Time, devouring not just time, but also the weight it carried behind it…
The weight of life and civilization!
For it was only with these that the flow of time gained its significance.
"Ssssshh—"
The golden thin wings behind it trembled, emitting a deep hum, its dark golden compound eyes looking towards Gary Smith, slowly bowing its head as if to welcome the great...
King of Time and Aging!
This was the Time-Devouring Insect, born after the Staff of the Dust-Stepper had devoured more than fifty thousand souls...
Time-Devouring Insect!
