Misty purple fog slowly rolled through the air, with a giant larger than a mountain sitting among it.
A formidable oppressive aura hit them in the face, causing everyone to feel chilled to the bone, not daring to move an inch.
"Let's go, let's get closer," Charles said calmly, making everyone on the steamboat shiver.
"Captain... to approach such a huge thing? If it stomped its foot, it could crush us all!" Deep stammered from the side.
Looking at the distant giant with a complex expression, Charlton sighed softly and said, "At this moment, if It could actually move, that would actually be a good thing."
The car engine started up again, and as they approached, the hazy purple slightly receded, revealing the giant's figure more clearly.
Its body was of grey metal, tall and thin, with palms so large they almost matched half of Its chest, and arms so long that they hung directly to the ground.
