When Muro approached to within five or six meters, she stopped.
And Liu Zheng had a clear view of her appearance.
The dense pits on her enormous skull contained innumerable pure black eyeballs, just like onyx stones.
But what drew his attention even more were the curved limbs beneath Muro's body.
How should he put it, those delicate limbs were completely disproportionate to her body, like a semi-trailer fitted with training wheels, which looked quite ridiculous.
"Hunter, your smile is too obvious,"
Muro reminded him.
"Impossible, I'm not one to smile by nature, you must be mistaken,"
Liu Zheng flatly denied.
"...let's just assume that's the case. Look down."
Muro said.
Doing as he was told, Liu Zheng looked down and saw countless white threads growing from Muro's eyeballs, spreading in all directions and then disappearing into the void.
"What are these?"
he asked.
"This is time. Or rather, this is time as I understand it,"
Muro replied.
"Time flies, doesn't it?"
