chapter 211 A little flower

"Pah, pah, pah!"

The vines lashed out with more force than the black iron whips, making tearing sounds in the air.

Wherever I go.

Just the aftermath.

The towering trees in the dense forest were crushed to pieces.

On each vine.

They all emit a dark metallic luster.

It seems to be made of gold and iron.

More dense vines came whipping at us.

A thick vine emitting black and gold color broke through the air and rushed towards...