C62 The Clouds Moved

A tiny river cut off a hundred thousand mountains from the wasteland.

On the other side of the river, an ancient vicious beast rose from the ground. The earth cracked, and black clouds gathered in the sky. That vicious beast's body was like a mountain range, and there were two horns on its head. It looked like a deer, and it wanted to break through the heavens.

Its head was like a camel