Chapter 329 - Three Hundred and One: Apportionment
The tendril-like shadows coiled around everyone’s necks like scarves, circling them several times. They were tangible but ethereal, devoid of any physical sensation or temperature.
Li Cheng frowned deeply. He suddenly leaned back, rolling on the floor, then reversed to stand on his hands straight up. He spun in midair, remarkably performing breakdancing right where he stood.
The Talisman Nail drew a dragon watching, stunned and wide-eyed, and instinctively said, "Bro, did you get electrocuted?"
"He’s not electrocuted,"
Zhao Zijing, familiar with Li Cheng’s methods, explained, "He’s just testing the limits of the shadow tendrils."
The Divine Calamity’s tendrils were as elusive as shadows, impossible to touch, able to stretch, shrink, twist, and bend at will. No matter how players evaded or retreated, even with teleportation, they couldn’t escape.
Hearing their conversation, Li Cheng, who was striking a pose, suddenly turned his head and took out a crackling electric stun baton from his pocket, calmly saying, "Actually, I did get electrocuted. The stun baton I used for self-defense earlier had a short circuit."
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No way, bro. At Lv16, you don’t need an electric shock device for self-defense, right?! Did you specifically carry it in your pocket just so others could mock you? Sustaining an electric shock just to satisfy some twisted fun is too much! Aren’t you afraid of damaging yourself?
All sorts of nicknames: Shock Stick Bro, Bliss Stick Bro, Mad Stick Bro.
The Talisman Nail drew a dragon’s eyes widened, and he was caught between wanting to mock loudly and being forced to stay serious due to the current deadly situation.