Ji Nuan felt that battles of this degree were more like a form of training.
The Orcs of the Watson Tribe could hone their strength in the combat against the Poisonous Sea Beasts.
"There's a big one coming."
Xiu Yan's eyes narrowed as he looked towards the sea not far away, where a large wave was rising at a spot invisible to Ji Nuan.
It was almost as big as a small mountain.
Upon hearing this, Ji Nuan looked towards the Watson Tribe Orcs in front of them still holding torches: "Will our tribesmen be in danger?"
Xiu Yan nodded: "It's better to have them fly higher."
As he spoke, his figure soared to twice its height, and his cool voice spread across the battlefield amid the resounding war cries.
"There's a big one coming, all Watson Tribe Orcs fly twice as high."
Xiu Yan's command not only reminded the Orcs of the Watson Tribe but also made the Orcs of the Aquatic Tribe cautious.
They did not doubt Xiu Yan's words.
