The blades of all the dozers turned red, working at full power.
Vritra could sense the danger emanating from those vehicles, but it wasn't something for him to worry about.
The hands made of energy rushed toward the goblins.
BOOM BOOM
The creatures constantly tried to push the hands away, destroying them, yet within moments their throats were tightly clutched by those very hands.
They all cried out and struggled, but Vritra gave them no time as he pushed them into the blades, turning their bodies into minced meat.
It was similar to a wheat-cutting machine, but far more dangerous.
All the goblins died by their own weapons.
Now, with the drivers gone, the vehicles went mad, running in random directions and crashing into everything around them.
"Good, now the main task is to return to your normal form without going berserk. If you can control this skill, it will be a great help in the future," Divine muttered, ready to take action if Vritra failed.
