They were entwined with living vines, their muscles bulging, and where bones were exposed, vine armor wrapped into bizarre patterns.
They ran with beastly roars, their fists like hammers, stomping the ground like drums, each step causing the rocky walls of Windflame Valley to tremble slightly.
Through his binoculars, Rudolph could see clearly, yet his expression remained unchanged, merely snorting coldly: "Scary tricks."
He gestured and said, "Continue holding the line, focus on the big targets first."
Magic Explosion Bullets were fired again, rocks rolled down, fire rains poured.
Yet, those Frost Giants stepped into the fire line almost fearlessly, flames licking the vines on them, yet did not halt their pace at all.
The vine armor they wore seemed to possess high heat resistance and physical defense, and in the flames, some Giants' vine armor quickly regenerated, entwining, crawling like a living thing.
