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Chapter 1983 Everyone is online

No one in the East District players tried to save the fire. I don’t know if it was another layout or because I absolutely believed in the quality of the metal box. In short, whether it was a stalemate with the Rebels nearby or watching the game around the library, everyone was indifferent and let the metal box be blown away all over the sky.

And the metal box was indeed very strong. So many instruments and props couldn't completely destroy it, but it just made the shell uneven. It was not clear whether the potion inside was still intact.

The box flew to a high place and fell down, and finally flew towards the south of the library. During the rolling process, several players even ran away. When it stopped again, it was intercepted by a player wearing a mask:

"Isn't this a good thing? Why doesn't everyone want it?"

The other party was not tall and small in size, and his voice seemed to be a teenager. He suddenly appeared. He came to the top of the metal box, raised his leg and kicked hard, and directly smashed one-third of the box into the ground. He was now on the box, looking around the East District players who kept a distance from the library building, and said, "I said that you Agor Company is too unplanted. There is only one potion that has put so many baits. If I change it, I will take out the things and put them in public. Then I will tell the Resistance Army that if they want, they can come and rob them, and then kill one batch after another until they kill all the Resistance Army people!"

The players in the East District did not respond, but instead angered the rebels. Someone threw an axe from a distance, "Shut up the fuck!"

The masked boy steadily caught the axe prop and laughed: "Don't be so angry, let alone I don't look down on the resistance army."

"I look down on the East District and Agor Company. The strong generals have no weak soldiers. On the other hand, the East District will only use conspiracy and tricks. No municipal government or player organization should have the ability and means. Otherwise, if they started their business, they like to do these sneaky things."

"No surprise," he lit up the box under his feet. "It's either empty or fake potions are placed. This little courage is really in vain."

"But we've come," the boy's mask rose slightly, "It's not too late to have some fun and leave."

As he finished speaking, a huge spider web scattered from under his feet. This shadow was not a specific object that could be touched. It was like a shadow under light, covering the library building and nearly two thousand meters nearby at an extremely fast speed along the ground. It seemed that it was just a blink of an eye, and this block was attached to the Internet!

The first thing they realized was the players in the East District who occupied high places but did not participate in the battle. Due to the light and perspective problems, they were the first to discover the shadow network. Some of them were about to leave when they found a black shadow wrapped around their ankles. The shadows extended from the ground network, which had a certain elasticity, but could not leave the ground or be in place for more than ten meters away. Therefore, the first people who wanted to leave were directly pulled to the ground!

For a moment, there were collisions everywhere. In just a few seconds, there were more than a dozen players in the East District who were calm and depressed on the ground.

Of course, there were more people standing on the roof and not getting off the roof, and there were people living in nearby buildings. They did not try to get out or jump into the air, so the shadow rope did not respond.

However, this was obviously not the situation that the masked boy wanted to see. He squatted down and pulled the two round lines closest to him together. Then the entire net began to shrink, and the radius decreased from the original two thousand meters to one thousand meters. Those people led by the shadow rope, whether they stood tall or short, were forced to follow the shadow net to enter this range.

Judging from the movement of personnel, the shadow rope connected to the ankles can only be pulled out at most twenty meters in length. That is to say, for those in this shadow network, each person's range of movement is only twenty meters in front, back, left and right, and ten meters in the upper and lower spaces.

Because of the shrinking of the Shadow Network, most people on the Internet have been dragged. Therefore, in this moment, the East District and the Resistance Army have stopped and tried to get rid of the things wrapped around their feet.

Unfortunately, it seems that it is really just a shadow, and it is not possible to cut fire or explode. Even if the ground is blown up, the net will still be spread inside without any damage.

"Are you really not from the East District?" Someone who was pulled in was also a player from the outside area, and someone asked the masked boy.

"Maybe I am such a stupid and useless person?" He sat down on the box and pointed at an East District player who was preparing to chop his legs in the distance. The man flew quickly towards the center under the pull of the shadow rope. During this period, two other East District players tried to pull the person, blocking props and controlling props took turns to play. Although they stopped the person for a while, they had to withdraw the props after a stalemate.

Because the shadow rope is trapped on people's feet, if it simply pulls the hands, feet or parts of the players in the East District, it will inevitably form a tug of war. If it is a space barrier, the shadow rope will bend. Yes, it can go around from the side. Every line on the shadow net is connected. The line directly to the center cannot be connected, and they can also be connected to the circular line.

Of course, there are also fully enclosed blockade props, but the masked boy guarding the center of the spider web is not a blind man. After just a few seconds of pulling and colliding, the East End player finally went to the middle of the shadow net. After calmly blocking more than ten attacks from different people from different directions, the masked boy bent down and copied up several lines in front of him. After twisting his hands, the shadow lines leaving the ground automatically wrapped around the East End player, and directly wrapped the person into a mummy when he destroyed the opponent's defense barrier.

The player in the East District had his mouth and nose covered, and his hands and feet were also entangled. Although he had used props to spread the shadow rope twice in the middle, the person still couldn't come out, and the shadow rope could not be completely destroyed. Once the props failed, he could only be entangled. After a few times, the person seemed to have gradually lost his strength and finally struggled slightly on the ground.

What the hell?

There were only a few nearby East District players trying to rescue them, but there were also resistance troops beside them. Since the masked boy was targeting East District players, they certainly didn't mind helping. So after interfering with each other, everyone easily witnessed the whole process and saw the characteristics of Dianying.com.

First of all, everyone trapped, without any accidents, has only twenty plus ten activities.

Secondly, the prop holder can allow the person tied to the shadow rope to move beyond the range, and whether it can only move closer to the center of the shadow network is to be determined. ()
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