"Small fry, small fry!" Stone Mama kept shouting from the ground, telling Zhang Ming to stop wasting time tangling with this White-Haired Monster.
Zhang Ming leaped onto a large tree and gasped for breath, veins throbbing on his forehead. Those two words, "Small fry," had almost shattered his soul!
After all that effort, all that fierce fighting, he had only been tangling with small fry?
Soon, Zhang Ming realized that it really was small fry, because... several smaller White-Haired Monsters came limping out of the valley!
The real threat... was still in the very center of the valley!
"Awoo!" Old White Turtle cried out, looking somewhat grim.
At the same time, the turtle waved its forelimbs and gestured with its eyes.
The message was for Zhang Ming to hurry to the center of the island with Stone Mama and carry out the plan. The turtles would hold back these white-haired small fry and cover him.
"That's our only option."
Heavy footsteps thundered as several of the larger turtles tucked their heads in and charged again under Old White's command.
These giant turtles were enormous, and their charge was like a line of runaway trains.
Several deafening crashes rang out as shells several stories tall slammed into the White-Haired Monsters. Sparks flew everywhere, and yellow sand and dustlike spores billowed into the air before drifting back down onto the turtles' shells.
Even with their immense size and strength, the White-Haired Monsters were knocked sprawling for the moment.
Old White Turtle looked especially ferocious, using Telekinesis to lift ten tons of aircraft wreckage and viciously smash it into the enemy.
With a loud crack, the aircraft wreckage fell apart completely, scattering sparks in every direction.
"If you can't beat them, retreat into the sea! Don't fight them to the death!"
Zhang Ming