The mountains, ravaged by the sandworm, were pockmarked, with terrifying furrows plowed across the surface revealing the inner rock layers.
Thick blue worm blood flowed, casting an eerie hue over the mountainside.
But even for a sandworm hundreds of meters in size, destroying such mountains would take considerable time. Although the surface was gnawed like by dogs and a few train-like sandworm corpses hung from it, the overall structure of the mountain was still intact.
Tao Yu stood at the summit, looking down at the sandworm corpses below, sensing the approach of his own team behind him, his tone of inquiry somewhat casual.
Taming the sandworms had been a complete accident.
The Foreman people had summoned the sandworms by vibration, which piqued Tao Yu's curiosity.
These creatures seemed to have no eyes, their perception relied solely on vibrations, and they even consumed inorganic matter like sand.
