Luo Sheng was yanked down by the pursuer, like a cicada shell plucked from a spider's web, completely powerless to resist.
As he was dragged away, his feet stubbornly left two lines of life in the sand.
Then the pursuers turned their focus to Yu Xia.
On the high platform, enemies to the left and teammates to the right; it was all about who could get there faster.
Yu Xia knelt, biting her lips nervously as she watched Xie Qingci running towards her. The unmanned drone, automatically switching to combat mode, skimmed low across the middle section, then swiftly ascended, flying past her head and ruffling the hair around her ears, tickling her.
Thump, thump, thump — her heartbeat was even more pronounced in her conscious breath-holding. She inexplicably felt like this scene was like a zombie siege in a movie, where she was the girl forcibly scattered, waiting for another person to rush to her side.
"Xie Qingci! Hurry up! This requires two people to pull together!"
