Chapter 382: Just Give Up
“When you used the terrain to trap me, you also trapped yourselves.”
Zhang Yu sneered as he watched Bu Ziran retreat all the way to the barrier wall. He had already summoned four Formless Golems—two on each side—to block any escape.
Watching Zhang Yu charge at him, Bu Ziran wanted to scream, Don’t come any closer!
He wasn’t afraid of Zhang Yu—he was afraid of his own teammates.
Especially since Zhang Yu looked like he was taking a shower in blood lightning, shockwaves, and Silver Palms, completely unfazed by the barrage.
Bu Ziran simply didn’t have the ability to tank hits like that.
Fortunately, Ma Xuan quickly reassured him in their EyeNet group chat: “Relax, we’ve shared our attack targets. Every move is tagged, so we won’t accidentally hit you.”
In the visual field provided by Ma Xuan’s Law Husk Eyes, four types of markers danced across the screen: a palm, a blood drop, a gust, and a little sword—each representing one team member’s attack.
Every tag showed the predicted landing point of an attack, allowing them to coordinate better and minimize friendly fire.