Elio contemplated the spike barrier before him.
The elemental reactions hadn't worked, and the constant pain from the pricks was beginning to accumulate.
'Fathoran's effects,' he thought, remembering the genesis book.
Among its pages, the former leader's techniques waited to be used. He channeled the necessary mana for increased defense, feeling his body strengthen.
The next spikes he touched didn't penetrate his skin.
A small victory that lasted exactly five minutes before the effect vanished, leaving him in the same situation but with less mana.
Grunting in frustration, he tried the direct approach.
Elio wielded his spear strengthened with the weapon enhancement buff. The unknown metal resonated with a tinkle when the weapon impacted against the spikes. One hit, two, three... 9 impacts, apparently a resistance of around 160 points or more, a single spike.
There were thousands of them blocking his path.