Now, the team was down to just Han Siying, Zhang Meng, Pretty Boy, and Su Ran standing their ground.
"Shuxin, what do we do?"
Zhang Meng was also out of ideas by this time. Their team now only had the four of them left, one of whom was not pulling his weight, so to speak. Even without an absolute defensive barrier, they would struggle to survive against two abnormal skeleton archers. But he wasn't willing to accept this, having paid the price of two beast cards and an invincible gold stone for such an outcome!
This high-ranking territory was just too strange!
Damn it, Su Ran!
"I don't want to give up. It's possible there won't be any bizarre shields next time. If we give up now, all we've done so far will be in vain!" Han Siying was steadfast, her gaze ablaze.
"I will follow your arrangements."
Zhang Meng acquiesced, hoisting the strange serrated long knife onto his shoulder, full of fighting spirit.