"Wu Ming!"
In a moment of crisis, Mokaka instinctively called out Yun You's title.
"Did you see that thing?"
She couldn't care less about etiquette and the image of a young lady, half her body leaning out of the stage, pointing at the nearby massive "Garbage Mountain," shouting: "That's the Casablanca Battle Gang's decisive weapon—the Garbage Mountain Cannon!"
"It's the only siege weapon that can tear apart energy shields in a short time! If it continues to fire a few more shots, our defense systems will be completely destroyed!"
"So... I'm counting on you!"
Before she finished speaking, Yun You immediately waved her hand, indicating that Mokaka needed no more words.
"Leave it to me."
The little girl leapt off the floating stage.
"Don't forget this!"
Mokaka loudly reminded, not forgetting to toss a microphone with a hook.
"It can hang on your collar, and when the music starts... if the battle isn't over yet, you can fight and sing at the same time..."
