“May, please shoot at its weapon and defend me.”
“Okay!”
“Angie, take care of the minions. There’re too many of them it’s annoying.”
“Okay. Get out of the way, Tunwa.”
“Kong, I sent Ifrit out. Get on its back!”
“Okay, Nam!”
The orders could be heard continuously in such a systematic manner. Five of them were frustratingly dealing with a ‘Tarantula’, the spider boss level 180 on the thirty-eighth floor of the dungeon.
Tunwa, the oldest one in the group, had to be a tank and deal with the minions in the form of small spiders (that loved releasing poison). However, it seemed like he was having fun with being a tank now. The boss’ attack did almost nothing to his muscular body. It was maybe because he was now at level 185, the highest in the team. His defense was a lot thicker. Even though he did not need good armor anymore, he was confident that even Ouroboros could not beat him!