142 Snail Emissary

An emerald green blotted out the sun and sky. The Seven Rings Snail Emissary crawled at full speed for three hours before finally climbing to the defensive barrier edge at the top of these vast treetops of the life trees at last.

There was an indescribable shock!

Without seeing it with his own eyes, Grimm had simply been unable to imagine a life form to actually, truly be capable of resembling the kind of earth-shattering descriptions in books. Grand and imposing—it surprisingly looked that way. Even its sides were impressive.

Maybe…

For a living thing to have a tremendous body length in this way, they fundamentally also would just become a subset of world rules.