Noticing Wangzai Little Buns' actions, Noel nodded because he was Fang Ka's subordinate.
Wangzai Little Buns withdrew his gaze and looked into the distance, seeing a silver figure swiftly flying towards them.
It was none other than Iron Black Pot.
Upon approaching Wangzai Little Buns, Iron Black Pot quickly surveyed him: "Xiao Mantou, it's great that you're okay. This outdoor boss was a nightmare, keeping us pinned down without any chance to help you."
"Fortunately, our camp's NPCs intervened, or we would've been defeated by this outdoor boss today."
Wangzai Little Buns glanced at Eira and Aiman preparing in the forest below: "This ga is way too realistic. This outdoor boss has traps and sches one after another, I was almost fooled."
"Luckily, I have my lucky days, escaped danger, and held out till now."
"Hehe, now's the ti for revenge. Those annoying moving trees are all set afla now and pose no threat. It's ti we show our true strength."
"I'll handle that female boss, didn't get enough of a fight before, so continuing now. That male boss is yours, Black Pot."
As he finished speaking, Wangzai Little Buns instantly flapped his wings, stirring a gust of wind, like lightning, rushing towards Eira.
Noticing Wangzai Little Buns charging at her, Eira's expression slightly darkened, and her golden battle energy erupted, punching towards the location where Wangzai Little Buns was coming.
However, just as they were about to collide, Wangzai Little Buns moved to the side at an incredibly strange angle, causing Eira to miss.
Simultaneously, Wangzai Little Buns swung a fierce cut onto Eira's back.
Although protected by battle energy, Eira's technique mainly concentrated the energy in her fists for changing attacks, leaving her back's defense weaker.
Wangzai Little Buns' technique utilized all his death energy on the dual blades, the power of this strike was imaginable.
The death energy on the short sword suddenly erupted, slicing through Eira's back battle energy defense, accompanied by the sound of a blade piercing flesh, creating a fierce wound on her back.
Blood imdiately gushed from the wound.
Eira frowned and swung her fist backward, which Wangzai Little Buns easily dodged.
Wangzai Little Buns stared at Eira, crossing and rubbing the short daggers in his hands: "Those moving trees were a pain, forcing into direct confrontation with you, but now I can play to my strengths; only a fool would go head-to-head with you."
Eira couldn't understand what Wangzai Little Buns was saying but seed to realize he wasn't intending to clash head-on, but to kite her.
At this mont, Aiman, who had conjured hundreds of vines to obstruct Iron Black Pot, glanced at Eira.
When he saw the red on Eira's back, his eyes widened in rage.
He conjured magic again, a green branch sprouted next to Eira, caressing her back.
Instantly, the green branch rged into the wound, healing it completely.
However, his distraction gave Iron Black Pot an opportunity. Iron Black Pot swung a gun, propelling away the encroaching vines, then flapped his wings, repositioning swiftly to a gap in the hundred vines.
Iron Black Pot drew a bow and shot arrows coated with death energy, spinning towards Aiman.
Aiman just turned his head as the arrows drew near.
As a fragile mage, he had no ti to dodge, only managing to slightly move his head to avoid the arrow hitting his eyes. The arrow struck his forehead.
Luckily, he previously cast wood elent defense magic, a vine clothing of green vines covering his body, leaving only his eyes exposed.
Thus, the arrow hit his vine-covered forehead without piercing, but the strong force sent him flying, slamming onto the ground.
Aiman felt darkness envelop his vision, almost fainting.
"Aiman!" But before Aiman could respond, accompanied by Eira's roar, he felt a slight chill on his forehead.
Recovering, he found Wangzai Little Buns' short dagger poised against his forehead.
The dagger rested precisely at the previous arrow-strike location.
The vine clothing in that spot had been significantly damaged by the arrow.
Wangzai Little Buns seized this chance and cut through the vine clothing at that spot.
Now, the short dagger suffused with death energy hovered re inches from his unprotected forehead, requiring only a slight motion to take his life instantly.
Eira, sprinting madly towards him, stopped, eyes blazing with rage.
The foe didn't kill Aiman right away, likely threatening her; if she moved, they'd likely kill Aiman, so she dared not proceed.
"Aiman, why did you heal ... just a little wound!" Eira pressed her lips tight, staring at the blade at Aiman's forehead, her heart aching.
Iron Black Pot approached Wangzai Little Buns, asking, "Why not just kill him?"
Wangzai Little Buns glanced at Aiman: "This male boss made such a huge mistake just for healing that female boss."
"And the female boss took such a brutal hit from but stayed silent, fearing the male boss might be distracted."
"What does this show?"
"It shows their design is likely to be deeply devoted, willing to die for each other; given that, controlling this male boss is tantamount to controlling the female boss."
"Making her bind herself is much easier than wasting ti and energy fighting, isn't it?"
"Look at her, those eyes blazing, wanting but not daring to move... Hmm, why do I suddenly feel like a villain? This ga's detail is unbelievably authentic."
"Forget it; what's important is, we have both these bosses at our rcy now."
Iron Black Pot paused, then scratched his head: "Xiao Mantou, who would've thought you're so savvy in love matters, how many boyfriends have you dated?"
Wangzai Little Buns curled her lips: "Don't spew nonsense, hurling filth at , I've never dated a boyfriend, just watched an enormous amount of dramas."
Iron Black Pot shrugged: "Tsk, I've never thought this way, in my view, killing this male boss outright and then ganging up on the female boss is easy enough."
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