Became a butcher from a pirate

Chapter 213 Will
When Sauron was concentrating on fighting Mr.1 and Miss. Two Fingers, he suddenly felt that the touch under his feet was not right, so he jumped back suddenly and quickly avoided it.

He had been walking on the loose desert, but suddenly stepped on an object that looked like a stone brick.He couldn't help but feel a sense of vigilance in his heart, and the reaction was also very quick.

"How come? He obviously stepped on it! Miss. Golden Week, what is going on?"

Mr.3 is very different. He has been standing behind Sauron, which belongs to the blind spot of perspective.And accurately threw the candle board to Sauron's feet, and let Sauron step on it.

But it didn't achieve the expected effect. It stands to reason that as long as it touches the paint of Miss. Golden Week, it will inevitably stop.

Especially the "yellow and green friend" is a powerful psychological hint that can turn an enemy into a friend and instantly change the situation.But all of this didn't seem to affect Sauron.

"Failed? Could it be... his will is different from ordinary people, and my psychological suggestion cannot take effect."

Miss. Golden Week also opened her mouth in surprise, she has faced many enemies.Mental hints almost never failed, but this time, it didn't seem to work.

After simple thinking, Miss. Golden Week thinks there is only one possibility.That is, the will of this three-sword swordsman is very strong, so strong that her psychological hints are useless at all.

Facing the weak-willed or simple-minded, it is possible to give psychological hints stably.And Sauron is not in this list.

"Damn it! I can't delay any longer, I'll help Mr.1 and Miss. with two fingers. Candle shackles—"

See Miss. The psychological implication of Golden Week cannot take effect on Sauron. Mr. 3 had no choice but to attack Sauron from behind.

For now, the only ones who fall first are Mr.1 and Miss. Two Fingers.Once Baroque Walker's strongest combination falls, none of them can escape.

"Ding!"

Just when Mr.3 threw out a pile of wax that turned into shackles, an arrow pierced the scorching air and shot at Mr.3's candle shackles.

The wax as strong as steel collided with the arrow, immediately deflecting Mr.3's attack trajectory.Mr. 3's attack failed to hit Sauron, and the other two arrows landed on the sand beside Mr. 3, directly overturning Mr. 3.

"Hey! Don't treat me like air! Be careful, I'll blow your heads off with an arrow." Irona yelled at Mr.3 and Miss. Golden Week with a cold expression.

That feeling of being ignored is not very good!Her current archery skills can only support the accuracy of one arrow, and the two split arrows cannot be controlled, otherwise Mr. 3 would have died under her arrows long ago.

"Ah~ my leg, Miss. Golden Week, let's work together to kill that woman first."

Mr.3 and Miss. Golden Week, did not expect Irona to break the wall of the large candle.As a result, he was injured again, and his right leg was even injured by the explosion.

Such a change made Mr.3 very angry.We can only deal with the archer Ilona first, otherwise he and Miss. Golden Week will not be able to attack Sauron at all.

It is even possible that he will be shot to death by Ilona in the distance.The hard candle wall can shoot cracks, if it is hit, it will definitely die on the spot.

"That's right! Look at the arrow!"

Seeing Mr.3 and Miss. Golden Week has attracted her, and Irona is finally satisfied.If Sauron were to fight four against one, he would have nothing to do.

Then I'm really sorry, Martin has always cultivated her.She didn't want to keep dragging her teammates down.She's going to play her part and defeat Baroque Walker's top secret agent.

"Candle Champion Cup—"

Facing the oncoming arrows, Mr.3 unhurriedly conjured up his highest artwork.Using the ability of Wawa Fruit, he created a candle armor.And guard Miss. Golden Week tightly behind her back to prevent Irona from attacking Miss. Golden Week.

Except for the head, the whole body is wrapped in candles.It looks like a giant robot.In the past, he relied on this highest artwork to defeat a wanted criminal who offered a bounty of 4200 million.

Two arrows hit Mr.3, shooting on the hard milky white armor.What was left was a series of tinkling metal clashes, unable to penetrate the steel-like candle armor.

"Miss. Golden Week, paint my armor."

After conjuring the candle armor, Mr.3 wanted Miss. Golden Week to color his armor.With Miss. Golden Week's paint, his candle armor will become stronger.

And it will also make the monotonous milky white candle armor more ornamental.He likes to create works of art, and the monotonous milky white is almost tasteless.

"Since it's an enemy, I don't need to be merciful."

Ilona pulled the bow and arrow in her hand again, changing the arrow's wings. Mr.3's candle armor is difficult to break through, so Irona is going to start with Miss. Golden Week first.

As long as you kill an enemy first, the rest will be much easier.The thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl didn't look threatening.

But Irona knows that Miss. Golden Week's ability is terrifying.Sauron's will is very strong, but she and Shet are not necessarily.

Once she draws the red of anger again, she will probably fall into a passive state.She didn't want to shoot a candle wall again, so she had to kill the more threatening Miss. Golden Week first.

"Want to attack Miss. Golden Week? Go through my level first, slime sculpture——"

Mr.3 also knows the importance of Miss. Golden Week, so he will never allow Irona to hurt her partner.Pushing forward with both hands suddenly, a candle sword and a candle shield are conjured.

Just as he raised his shield to meet the oncoming arrows, he found that the trajectory of the arrows was not a straight line.

"Miss. Golden Week, be careful!!!"

As soon as Mr. 3 turned around, his huge body jumped down.He really wanted to block that weird arrow.But because of his right leg injury, his mobility cannot keep up with the arrow.

So I can only use my huge body to protect Miss. Golden Week behind me.

"Bam—"

The sound of explosions sounded one after another, and the gravel splashed on Mr. 3's candle armor.The milky white armor has a little more color.

The bright red color is depicted on Mr.3's chest without any rules.

tick tock~tick tock~
Quiet, incomparably silent.All the surrounding sounds seemed to disappear.Only the sound of blood dripping could be heard.

"Mr.3, are you alright?" Miss. Golden Week asked Mr.3 in a trembling voice.

There was no reply, Mr. 3's face was covered with blood and his flesh was splattered, and he stood up slowly while supporting the sandy ground with his trembling hands.

Looking around, Irona has disappeared.He grinned, showing blood red teeth.With a wave of his hand, the milky white candle turned into a sphere, enveloping Miss. Golden Week.

"Boom!" The tall body fell straight forward, unable to stand up anymore.

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