Ming led the Army of Behemoths and the Blue Elf Beauties to Ye Yinzhu's side, his face still sporting the same honest smile as if he hadn't noticed the enemy they were about to face.
"Yin Zhu, the day before yesterday you stood on Zi's shoulders to fight, today stand on mine. Although we Mountain Giants are not fond of warfare, I am now somewhat looking forward to cooperating with you."
"It is my honor. Ming, today's battle depends on you," Ye Yinzhu said with determination, looking at Ming firmly, the tenacious belief in victory infecting Ming's emotions.
With a deep roar, Ming, who stood three meters tall, suddenly stretched out his body. Since seeing his true form among the Dwarf race, this was the second time Ye Yinzhu had seen Ming's original appearance.