At this moment, the entire space appeared to Dean Bruce like a grid composed of countless squares. Upon closer inspection, whether it was the storm, the scorpions, or the barrage of fireballs, everything fell within the confines of these squares.
No matter how people moved, as long as they stepped into a square, flashes of light and shadow would flicker, and various attacks would follow.
[This space is just like the outside! As long as people step on the squares, the mechanisms will sense them and trigger attacks!]
Dean Bruce's eyes lit up, and an idea sparked in his mind: [If I walk on the intersections of the squares, can I evade the mechanisms' sensing?]
Dean Bruce was not a hesitant person; he immediately darted to a crossing point of the squares.
Sure enough, the mechanisms could only detect changes within the squares. When Dean Bruce stepped on the line where the squares intersected, nothing changed, and there were no flashes of light.
