I glanced at the gap again. The gap that the fat man had just cleaved open was now almost identical to the other one.

There's also the cost of discernment; if you make a mistake, you might end up in another abyss!

I pulled the girl along as I ran, and I spoke to her.

"The fact that the blue-armored clothes disappeared here is definitely suspicious. Maybe someone is hiding here, or maybe there's some other exit!"

At that moment, the fat man's hand was almost catching up to us.

When I turned around, I realized that, without me noticing, his large hand had been controlled by this guy and had become like a sharp spike.

It's about to be stuck into my clothes at any moment!

Moreover, as this guy ran forward, he kept waving his hands left and right, baring his teeth and claws.

It was with this waving that a strong fishy smell hit me, and I felt my stomach churning again.

This fat guy is really disgusting.

And like a human arm, it has grown out in front of me.

The dark mist that had been in his eyes had somehow settled onto his hands.

In addition, I also felt a chill.

This ancient man truly lived up to his reputation as someone who had been cleaved into hundreds of pieces by a lightning-struck sword.

It seems that his arms are completely cold now.

And these two arms once again restricted our position.

Now there are only two paths: one leading towards the mural, and the other towards the central stone platform!

I thought to myself, this is a bit too outrageous.

The ancient man's hand was specifically designed to restrict our position, while the fat man was used to grab us from the middle.

The way those two worked together was so ingenious; they forced us into a dilemma, leaving us with no choice.

Without hesitation, I immediately grabbed the girl and ran to the stone platform. Then, as if possessed, I began to speak...

"Quick, jump onto the stone platform!"

I used almost every last bit of strength to push the girl towards the stone platform.

At that moment, the girl glanced at me with a very puzzled look.

Then she did as I said, after all, it seems we have no other way now, and the girl should have realized that too.

I glanced back at the fat man's hand. Although we had pulled ahead of him for a while, we were about to catch up. He seemed to be on fire, not feeling tired at all.

Moreover, I saw that the fat man's eyes were still bulging out as much as before, but the blood vessels in his eyes seemed to have faded a bit.

This guy is really outrageous!

Sure enough, after summoning that ancient person, he became even more violent.

This guy is so violent, I wondered if it was because he injected energy into the ancients, and the ancients were constantly replenishing him.

If that's the case, then I really can't figure out how to break their combination!

As soon as I landed on the stone platform and got my footing, I felt a faint warmth emanating from it.

That feeling was exactly the same as the sea cucumber in my backpack.

However, this warmth does not carry any energy; it is simply heat.

Then I looked back and saw that the ancient man and the fat man's attacks were about to reach the edge of the stone platform.

The next second, the fat man swung a punch, his fingers stretched out long, along with the two sharp spikes on the back of his hand.

At this moment, he was like a big crab, throwing his fist down hard as he continued to chase us.

The ancients, on the other hand, spread their arms out to restrict our position as much as possible.

But then, his fist was indeed deflected by an invisible barrier.

"Damn, this actually works!" I was overjoyed. Then I immediately heard the ancient man's instructions to the fat man.

He urged him to hurry up, and then exhaled a puff of mist from a great distance.

This wisp of mist was extremely fast, quickly catching up with the fat man.

The moment the mist touched the back of the fat man's head, he seemed to forget the pain, shook his body, and quickly raised his fist again, slamming it down on the stone platform once more.

But just like before, he was still blocked by this invisible barrier.

I immediately bent over, supporting myself on my knees, and gasped for breath.

Finally, I can have a chance to rest a little.

Feeling both surprised and delighted, I turned around to look at the two people blocked outside the stone platform.

At this moment, both the fat man and the ancient man looked extremely helpless and puzzled.

After all, to everyone else, there are no barriers on it.

If we could block his attack, we would at least have a shield or something, but it seems he's just hitting thin air.

"It really can stop them!"

I couldn't help but speak up, and at that moment the girl breathed a sigh of relief. She leaned against the bottom of the stone platform, panting, her face still a little pale, probably from the intense energy she had just unleashed.

"Brother... what do we do now?"

And did Ruanzi's clothes just disappear into thin air from here? I can't quite remember!

What exactly is this stone platform...?

At this point, the girl was a little puzzled. I could see that her expression was almost identical to that of the fat man whose face was obscured below.

The next second, I slowly squatted down and began to stroke the stone-like surface.

My first impression of it was that it was icy and cold.

And some parts are smooth.

It's completely different from what we see below.

The material is somewhat similar to the suit the fat man was wearing, but I leaned my head down again.

After listening carefully to the sounds inside, I was worried that, like the fat man's suit, it was full of rotting insects or something similar.

I listened to the sounds coming from inside first, then knocked on it.

I feel that this stone platform is a bit dull, as if it really is hollow, but how could it be hollow with such strength?

I was a little puzzled, and then I looked around the stone platform.

I noticed some faint patterns on the stone platform, which were somewhat similar to the patterns on the walking sticks used by the ancients.

As I was thinking this, I suddenly came to an even more outrageous conclusion: could it be that the pattern on this cane was actually engraved on by Blue Armor?

If that's the case, then the patterns on this stone platform should be exactly the same as the patterns on the blue-armored cane!

In other words, all of this is inextricably linked to him.

But this is just my wild guess.

The stone platform is covered with intricate patterns.