Just as the navy soldiers held flamethrowers, trying hard to scorch the blood-red vines on the temple gate, one vine quietly crept under their feet, taking advantage of the flickering flames.
"Ah!"
Suddenly, one navy soldier let out a startled cry.
It turned out that his ankle was entangled by the blood-red vine that extended out.
The vine's strength was far beyond his imagination, so no matter how much he struggled, he couldn't break free from it.
The other three navy soldiers nearby saw this and quickly dropped their flamethrowers, ready to step forward and help him break free.
But at that moment, the blood-red vines clinging to the gate surged toward the three men like venomous snakes.
The three hadn't even had time to react before they were also wrapped up by these countless vines.
The surrounding navy soldiers holding flamethrowers saw this and instinctively wanted to open fire and burn these damn vines.
But the vines were also wrapped around their comrades.
