C1601 Unshakable

Kwoo Ruoxu immediately condensed a few Black Wood Totem Pillars.

A cold light flashed, and with a swing of his hand, the wooden stakes were cut into the shape that Lachlan wanted.

The rough bark of the tree was slightly cumbersome on his armor and skin. However, he could clearly feel the effect of the barrier.

"I wonder how long it can last