"Hello everyone, I'm here..."
Very quickly, as soon as Zhang Ze started talking, a flash shot out, striking Zhang Ze's chest.
They didn't give Zhang Ze, the liar, a chance to speak.
Zhang Ze fell to the ground and only slowly got up once the dust settled. That move was lacking, unable to break his body.
Dusting off the dirt from his clothes, Zhang Ze decided to move directly to plan B.
Friendship and ideals must be conveyed through fists.
Zhang Ze took out a toy divine light rod from his cloth bag.
He raised it high towards the sky, and at the moment the second flash shot towards him, he shouted.
"Tiga!"
Li, who was hiding underground, emerged and merged with the Firefly Spirits. The green and golden light transformed into a whirlpool, scattering the flash.
After the whirlpool dispersed, a pair of golden giant hands appeared out of nowhere, wrapping Zhang Ze within.
The enormous Light Giant stood once more on the ruins.
This time, however, the pilot was Zhang Ze.
Run.
