"I can't regenerate!"
She could feel Good's Haki lingering at the severed stump, causing intense pain. Only after clearing that Haki away could her wrist regenerate.
"Saint Saint Shepherd Sommers, Saint Killingham, that guy can hurt us! Be careful!"
"What?!"
Both were shocked, but they had already charged right up to Good. It was too late to retreat now.
They could only attack!
Saint Saint Shepherd Sommers leaped up, swinging his enormous thorn-covered spiked club at Good's head with all his strength.
"Thorn Hunt!"
"An attack like this... so sleepy."
Good shifted his gaze. Just as he was about to raise his hand and catch the spiked club, drowsiness swept over him, and rings of light enveloped his head.
"Dream Entanglement!"
It was the qilin man's ability!
Good tipped his head back and fell straight asleep under the wave of drowsiness. A snot bubble had barely formed when the club struck his head.
"Drip!"
The spiked club pulled away from Good's head, blood dripping steadily from its spikes.
"Kihahaha! He's not that strong after all!"
Saint Saint Shepherd Sommers laughed smugly and summoned thorns to bind Good.
To think he had nearly been frightened. He hadn't expected to succeed so easily. Now his opponent wouldn't be able to move freely.
Good remained motionless, his head tilted back.
Saint Saint Shepherd Sommers was somewhat puzzled.
"Did I hit him too hard just now and knock him out?"
"zzZ~~"
Along with the snot bubble, a string of symbols floated above Good's head. He was clearly still dreaming and hadn't woken from the attack.
Saint Saint Shepherd Sommers's expression stiffened.
He had taken a full-power blow from him without even waking up?
What kind of joke was this?!
"Saint Killingham, you went overboard with the hypnosis this time!"
"I didn't hypnotize him that