The Spiritual Puppet extended its two giant iron hands, grabbing the wings of the giant bird and pulling down fiercely!
"Gah!!!"
The immense sense of falling made the giant bird let out a series of intense screams.
At this moment, a hint of despair appeared in the bird's eyes.
It knew that once it lost the ability to fly, what awaited it was a dead end.
"Gah! Gah!"
The giant bird kept screeching, seemingly calling for help.
Han Xing sensed that from the distant Sky Island forest, a strange aura was rapidly approaching, seemingly trying to stop him from killing the giant bird.
The aura wasn't strong, appearing somewhat weak.
However, at this moment, Han Xing was already resolute in his determination to kill the giant bird.
"Today, no matter who you call, they won't be able to save you!"
In the next moment, Han Xing waved his hand again, and 7 more Spiritual Puppets suddenly appeared.
Eight iron giants over 4 meters tall occupied all the space in sight.
