10 Minutes later, Midas stood hovering in the air, admiring his handiwork. This was not bad at all. He had done his best in this juncture, setting up a Two-way Concealment Formation to block everything from the outside and from the inside, while also putting up a Defensive Formation in case anything funny happens.
This time he made sure that his Defensive Formation had some attacking capabilities built into it, and he also made sure to keep anything that found itself inside, trapped so it could be taken care of by him anytime he wished.
The last time, there was a piece of trash that dared to feast on heaven's gifts to him and he did not like that at all. He wished he had found it early on to stop that fucking insect, but unfortunately, he was too late.
Well, not this time. This time, he would annihilate everything that dared stand in his way. That was somewhat wrong to say. This time, this contraption of his would annihilate everything that stood in his way.
