"Don't worry." The burly man spared Wang Wen a glance and smiled meaningfully. "As long as the two of us work together, taking it down won't be a problem."
As he spoke, bats that had lost their original targets flew over from every corner in flocks and began biting him.
The cockroaches handled the main assault while the bats harassed him.
For a moment, the burly man was genuinely overwhelmed. A cockroach's foreclaw slashed across his cheek, and blood immediately poured from his jaw.
"Draw them away, draw them away, draw them away!!" the burly man screamed in pain.
There was no response.
Wang Wen, who had always been quick to catch the lesser monsters, did not help draw away the bats around him at this moment.
He merely stood quietly in his own corner, unhurriedly playing with the bats.
When he noticed the burly man glaring at him, Wang Wen shook his head. "Can't catch them. I need to keep an eye on my own lesser monsters."
"You..." The burly man sensed that something was wrong. This hundredth-floor climber was no novice—there were clearly very few lesser monsters left in that corner. How could he have judged wrong?
But with so many monsters surrounding him, the situation was indeed urgent. The burly man could only suppress his temper and shout, "There aren't many bats on your side. Help draw away the ones over here first."
There was still no response.
Another bat bit his ear.
The attacks from all six cockroaches became even more relentless.
The burly man realized that things would go badly if this continued.
He pulled out a bottle of some unknown liquid and tilted his head back to gulp it down. Then, with a furious roar, he endured the attacks of six cockroaches and swung