The crimson vines were savage and horrifying. These Divine Arms nanosoldiers were resorting to using the strength of their nanomachines to tear themselves out of this terrifying plant’s grasp. But every time they broke free from some of the vines, new ones would wrap around them again.
The sharp thorns on the vines pricked into these officers’ bodies and attempted to suck out every last drop of blood from them. But the most frightening thing about these brambles was the endlessness. It felt as though there was no end to them regardless of how they tried to tear through it all.
None of the private soldiers who caught up dared to go forward and rescue them. The moment they saw those brambles, they started to back off together. Some of them even fell into the snow in their panic.
Only Milo knew that these Brambles were not as strong as they looked. Although they were weakening the Divine Arms officers by drawing out their blood, they didn’t have an infinite number of branches.
At this moment, one of the Brambles had all of its branches completely torn away. However, Milo had planted four seeds all in the same location just for assurance.
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