"What?"
Wang Wu froze. "Th-this wouldn't be appropriate, would it?"
"Come on, there's nothing inappropriate about it. I'm the one at the very front of our squad, clearing the way. Don't worry, I'm not Bu Er—your Devil Vine won't pose a lethal threat to me. Besides, even if it could hurt me, that would only prove that I truly have shortcomings. For my growth, that would be incomparably precious wealth!"
Ape Bupuo spoke with righteous conviction, and his reasoning made perfect sense.
Wang Wu could not help glancing at Bear Sixteen. Only after seeing him nod did he finally feel assured.
Then he figured that a third-stage Devil Vine was unlikely to pose any danger to Ape Bupuo. After all, this was a proper tank fighter.
With that thought, he slowly activated the Companion Demonic Vine. Yes, he only meant to activate it slowly, but the Devil Vine acted like a dog that had been starved for nine days and eight nights. The instant the gate opened, it shot out with an awooo. Damn it, could you give me some face? Why were you in such a rush!
Did it even still regard him, its master, as worth listening to?
Wang Wu was furious, but he did not stop it. Mainly because he could not. The thing was too fast—fast as lightning. With a swish, its thirty-plus-meter-long tentacles wrapped Ape Bupuo up like a rice dumpling.
Countless barbs stabbed down, but the result held no suspense. They could not pierce him; Ape Bupuo's base defense was simply too high.
"Hehehe!"
Ape Bupuo chuckled smugly, exceedingly pleased with himself.
The next moment, just as he was about to wrench himself free from the Devil Vine's tentacles, the tentacles suddenly sprouted countless branching barbs at terrifying speed. Like tiny venomous snakes, they