Frontier Tower Defense: I Have a Pot-Shaped Fortress

An abandoned cauldron-shaped armory, with sheer cliffs on three sides and a single entrance, became his first line of defense.

Slowdown Towers, Arrow Towers, Spike Towers, Flame Towers... While others were still racking their brains to hold a single front line, he had already laid a vast, inescapable trap throughout the cauldron-shaped fortress.

The punitive force sent by the main city was wiped out.

Exiles from the frontier flocked to join him.

Envoys from alien civilizations came knocking to request an audience.

And Lin Mo stood atop a fifty-meter-high cliff, gazing down at the iron fortress he had built with his own hands. The corners of his mouth lifted slightly.

You call this the frontier? No. This is my throne.