The bones grow like a gear rotating, supporting Moria's height to grow, while the muscles are growing wildly.

In a while!

A seven-meter-tall giant Moria appeared on the back of the giant eagle.

Floating!

The giant eagle was flapping its wings desperately to maintain its flight. Not only did Molia grow bigger, but she also gained weight.

"Mor...Mor Molia!" Perona opened her mouth in a circle, her eyes widened, obviously surprised Molia's changes.

"The power seems to have increased a little too!" Moria said happily, clenched her fists.

"But I feel that my body has become much more dull!" Moria frowned again, her body was not as flexible as before.

Compared to the increased strength, he valued more flexibility and speed.

"Try to get smaller again, this is the key to determining whether the great sword can return to the sheath and receive moisturizing!"

Moria once again controlled the shadow to become smaller, but this time, the body did not have the feeling of cell division, but instead a feeling of compression and gathering.

Afterwards, with the infusion of Molia's thoughts, through the connection of shadows, the body seemed to have received some command.

Cells are decreasing, muscles are compressing, bone density is increasing, and Moria's body is becoming smaller.

In a while!

Moria's height dropped to three meters. Looking at the great sword below, he was relieved: the day of returning to the sheath is just around the corner.

"Only one can stretch or bend, one can be a real man."

At this moment, Molia had a deeper understanding of this sentence.

"Let's go to the East China Sea!"
Chapter completed!