Wang Wu was conflicted, truly conflicted.
He really wanted to upgrade Bronze Head Iron Bones.
But in the end, the reason he decided not to upgrade it was that he was now a demon with a team.
Really, if he were still going it alone, he would most likely have chosen to keep upgrading Bronze Head Iron Bones. This Bloodline Secret Technique was simply too important—equivalent to three seconds of damage immunity.
But now, their team had Ape Bupuo. That guy's defense was genuinely formidable.
It could be the primary tank, while Wang Wu could serve as the secondary tank. So they could reduce their investment in this area a little. Development had to be balanced; the purpose of a team was to complement one another. Otherwise, what was the point of having a team?
On this trip to the Black Forest, he could not just think about himself. One plus one being greater than two was called a team; one plus one equaling two was a rabble. If it was less than two, then everyone was a pig teammate.
"In terms of damage output, I already have the Companion Demonic Vine. I can even extract toxin-type Bloodline Talents from the upcoming branch bloodlines, which is basically buffing and enchanting the Companion Demonic Vine. Over thirty meters of attack range, restraint, binding, piercing, toxin paralysis—the elements are all maxed out. It's quite impressive."
"So I can leave that alone for now."
"In strength, I'm inferior to Ape Bupuo, Niu Xiaocao, and Old Ox. I'm probably inferior to Bear Sixteen too."
"In agility, I'm inferior to Wolf Bu'er and Bear Sixteen, and most likely still inferior to Ape Bupuo."
"If I plan around the team's future development, I'll have to temporarily sacrifice those two points."
"So what does my team currently