What Kind of Guardian God?

"Saint Sanming, for safety's sake, you should leave first," Cairns reminded him. The enemies before them all had troublesome abilities, and together they were difficult to deal with. Especially Baroque—he was definitely from CP0. He had slipped up due to surprise just now, but he would not be so easy to handle anymore.

"Don't talk nonsense, Cairns. We need to join forces if we want a chance of winning." Miming spat a bloody mouthful onto the ground. "Besides, they bullied my adorable Vivi. I'm settling that score myself."

Pell finally broke free from the wax and stood beside Miming with his blade raised.

"Pell, go find Chaka and get Vivi out of here first," Miming said. "Their abilities are extremely unfavorable for you."

Pell gritted his teeth and cursed unwillingly, then transformed into a giant eagle and flew into the sky. He was badly wounded, and even flying was a struggle. He could not deal with a wax man, and he could not deal with a Swamp-Swamp Fruit user who was a Logia. What kind of guardian god of Alabasta was he supposed to be?

Before he knew it, a figure flashed before him. Baroque had already leaped into the air like lightning and kicked at Pell.

"Don't think you're getting away!" Baroque roared.

Pell dodged, and the kick missed any vital spot. Yet something was wrong. Just as Pell was about to tear his opponent apart with his talons, he suddenly realized he could not move. Baroque's foot had already sunk deep into his body, even stepping on his heart.

"What is this?" Pell was stunned. Then his body began changing at high speed, turning into an eagle-shaped shoe!

"Hand your power over to me! Hehehe!" Baroque sneered. Eagle wings suddenly spread from his back, and he flew into