"How is it? Can you still hold on?"
Yan Kuan looked at the wound on Shen Xiaoxiao's arm, and his heart ached terribly. However, his injury was even more serious. Moreover, this was World of Magical Beasts. The guns and hidden weapons that they had learned outside had no use here at all. The most practical things were still fighting and killing techniques.
"I'm alright. Hurry up and apply medicine to your wound. These d*mn magical beasts are actually taking turns to fight us. They are determined to tire us to death."
"This is very normal. The magical beasts have already activated their intelligence. The stronger we are, the stronger they will definitely be."
The two of them tended to each other's wounds while they squatted behind the cave to rest. These days, they had almost never slept completely. Even at night, they were on guard by themselves. They did not dare to let their guard down.
"There're still five floors left."
