423 Arrogant Capital (4000)_2

This situation was like a deadly, densely-thorned terrain. Any creature that rushed into it would be lacerated, poisoned, and eventually die—even an elephant would be no exception. However, a bronze-armored, steel-boned tank suddenly charged in from the outside, its treads rattling as it crushed everything in its path. Unhindered, it drove straight through, no different than a car driving on a peaceful road.

When the tank had passed, the only thing left in its wake was the thorns trampled into the mud.

Solomon's face turned pale with shock, and he clasped his palms together, unleashing all his strength in that moment. All around him, the thorns surged wildly, turning into waves of piercing thorn-waves that rolled over in layers.

Bang, bang, bang, bang...