Stelle led a great crowd of bomb people in a charge toward the giant Sampo.
Perhaps it was because Black Cleave had brought them to life, or perhaps Jiang Yu had unwittingly added some mighty power, but those bomb people twisted their round, bulging bodies and raced along, flailing their limbs, far faster than Stelle.
The giant Sampo was rather bewildered by this development. As he watched the bomb people running toward him, it was already too late to dodge.
The bomb people spread their arms and leaped, springing incredibly high like so many toads, straight toward the giant Sampo.
Once they reached him, they clung to the giant Sampo's legs like sloths. Those that had jumped higher climbed onto his waist, gripping tightly, their muscular arms as sturdy as steel, digging into his flesh and making him howl in pain.
And that was not all. After grabbing Sampo, the bomb people lit their own fuses. As the fuses burned down, a string of explosions erupted right against the giant Sampo, like someone had stuffed a string of firecrackers down his pants.
The giant Sampo screamed in pain, no longer able to spare any attention for dropping bombs on the trash-can people. Well, now every bomb he dropped came to life and scampered right back.
The bomb people's explosions left the giant Sampo unsteady on his feet. Just as he was about to topple over, he hurriedly stepped back, barely managing to brace himself.
Meanwhile, Stelle, who had been charging all this time, arrived as well. In two or three bounds, she leaped onto the platform, then launched herself at the giant Sampo and threw a punch. Almost simultaneously, golden light flashed around her. The next instant, she actually transformed into a grey trash-can person and swung her iron fist