If Andrew made his move in the center of Manhattan, hundreds of monsters nearby would come over to have a little chat with him about life.
No matter how good Andrew's martial arts were, he couldn't withstand hundreds of monsters. After all, he was only mortal now. Even if he weren't, even if he had Captain America's physique, he still couldn't withstand an onslaught from hundreds of monsters.
These negative monsters had special abilities. Of course, only elite-level monsters and above possessed them. Normal monsters only had their innate capabilities—hard shells, sharp claws, and so on.
Monsters were divided into ordinary level, elite level, captain level, and commander level, with enormous gaps in strength between each tier. They could also level up by killing humans.
There were only a few dozen monsters in the Seaside Park area. Although they were all converging on him, Andrew wasn't worried in the slightest. They approached at different speeds, allowing him to exploit the gaps between their arrivals.
Besides, he only needed to kill seven more monsters to level up. Once he did, the situation would change immediately.
There were also some ordinary people in Seaside Park. They had been fleeing the negative monsters, but Andrew's appearance made the monsters abandon them and swarm him instead.
That saved the civilians. Most hurried to flee the area, while only a handful hesitated, wondering whether to help Andrew. It wasn't that they were cowardly; there were simply too many monsters.
"We should just run."
Seeing the monsters closing in from all around, Melanie cried out nervously. Andrew said nothing more and ran straight toward the three nearest monsters.
Two of those three monsters had ranged attacks. Seeing Andrew charge toward them, they immediately raised their hands. Two spikes tore through the air, hurtling toward him.
Andrew