Third, the shadow rope couldn't be destroyed with ordinary items. It didn't seem to have any other offensive capabilities, though that remained to be confirmed, since it had only appeared recently.
Fourth, this shadow net was like a spiderweb. Judging by how it trapped people, wrapped around them, and dragged them, it was very much like a real spiderweb.
"Then let me test whether the item's owner has to stay at the center of the web until the prey dies." The blue-jacketed man, now completely separated from the man in the black hood, stared coldly at the masked youth. He drew two long blades in reverse grip and slashed toward the center of the shadow net from a distance.
The light trailing the blades had the same cutting power. Its force could carve a trench more than a meter wide into the ground, and the two slashes together were enough to tear up the entire area where the metal crate had been. And that was exactly what happened: the blades' light cleaved the crate in two and sent it flying. The East District player who had just been wrapped up flew away with it. The moment the blue-jacketed man attacked, the youth at the center of the shadow net had fled. A shadow rope seemed to be attached to him, and just like a winch, it pulled the trapped East District player into his place as he moved. As the rope around that man slackened, his companion's blades inevitably cut him to pieces!
The masked youth, now off to one side, continued to taunt them. "Whoa! You East District people really are awful. You don't even go easy on your own comrades!"
People with sharp tongues tended to make enemies. In the game, it was rare to come across someone