Two days later, the wall surrounding the anthill was finally completed. Today, the anthill was still calm, but nobody really knew what would happen next!
"Pour energy liquid!"
"Prepare the isolation web!"
"Ordinary civilians retreat!"
"Gunners, ability users, get ready!"
"Await the signal!"
One command came after the other.
Qin Feng and Bai Li stood on top of a large tower and looked down at the anthill below. It appeared as if the anthill had been placed inside a large bowl.
Beside them stood Chi Long, straight like a pole, and in front of him was a huge crystal energy cannon, emitting a dim blue glow under the sunlight. However, the most dazzling thing was not the huge fortress machine, but the bombshell propped up next to it.
Translator’s Note: The amount of friction it would have taken for the bomb to turn the gravel into glass would have been insane. The ants that were not crushed to death by the quake would have been burned to death by the high amount of heat it produced from the initial explosion.