The wind was like a sharp whip, lashing his cheeks and causing a slight sting.

However, this feeling made his palm feel even more unusually soft, as if his hand was sinking into some soft substance.

Ma Tuan looked around again at the place where he and Bai Di were. It was quiet all around, with only the crackling sound of burning wood coming from time to time.

He didn't make a sound, just quietly observing everything around him.

Suddenly, his sight was drawn to the scene below, and he was surprised to find that many wooden dolls appeared from nowhere.

At this moment, these wooden dolls were like lit torches, burning fiercely and climbing up the body of the stone giant.

Ma Tuan didn't know when these wooden dolls appeared, nor did he know where they came from.

But this did not seem to have any impact on the stone giant's progress. It still walked forward with steady steps, as if it was completely unaware of the existence of these ant-like creatures.

No, no!

Ma Tuan shook violently. What he felt just now was extreme tightening and compression.

The feeling of oppression seemed to come from all directions, as if he was being tightly grasped by an invisible giant hand, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

But at this moment, the situation has subtly changed.

Now, there is both fire and water, and what he feels is the relaxation and expansion brought about by the evaporation of water.

The water vapor turned into wisps of white mist under the high temperature, like the softest silk in the world, slowly floating around them.

This feeling of relaxation made his originally tense nerves relax a little, as if every cell in his body was revitalized by the nourishment of this water vapor.

He turned his head to look at Bai Di, but Bai Di still had no expression, just staring blankly at a point in one direction.

There was no panic or surprise on Bai Di's face.

He quickly turned his head and looked over, and sure enough, there was a "strange" black figure.

The two figures were looming in the distance, like ghosts quietly emerging from the darkness, carrying a strange aura.

Their movements were stiff and mechanical, as if controlled by some invisible force, approaching them step by step.

But he suddenly remembered something, he remembered it!

There were many shadows in the firelight before.

Those shadows were sometimes clear and sometimes blurry under the reflection of the raging fire, as if they were illusions in the firelight.

But now he understood that those dark shadows were not illusions, but real existences.

I guess those black shadows are the puppets that suddenly appeared now!