The fierce gale blew wildly,
the whiskers on either side of the dragon's head kept slapping the mask itself, making a slapping sound.
"Hoo..."
Li Ang slowly exhaled a mouthful of foul air, even though he no longer needed to rely on "breathing" to sustain his biological functions,
each time he inflated his lungs, exchanged gases, and inhaled and exhaled, he still felt a joy of "being alive."
It's time.
He silently raised the fifty-meter-long Heart Monkey Staff, drawing a horizontal straight line in the air.
The thin line slowly opened, emanating a dazzling light, and along with the light appeared the Obsidian Mecha.
The Obsidian Mecha had clearly experienced a fierce battle earlier, its surface armor was pitted with deep cracks and dents everywhere,
its joints constantly sparked with electric flashes, emitting clouds of black smoke.
