He Kao's pace didn't change, still moving forward leisurely, when suddenly a snake darted out from the grass!
In fact, it was a rope. If it were someone else, they might have been startled or jumped in place, but this rope could not only fly but also wrap around things.
He Kao did not make any extraneous movements. His foot stepped forward onto the rope, and a wave of force spread out like a blast, scattering clods of earth and weeds.
The rope, as if alive, curled its ends trying to ensnare his legs but then fell feebly to the ground. He Kao simply walked over it.
On the open ground, Lan Jiwan had already fallen to the ground, rolled over, and was struggling to sit up with her hands.
When He Kao stepped on the rope, Lan Jiwan happened to be struck by a game piece.
She had used her trekking pole to deflect a cannonball, but her back took a heavy hit. The last knight, appearing from nowhere, struck her, making it feel as if she had been kicked.
