As soon as the Black Scarecrow came into contact with the light blue magic shield, it lost its momentum and lightly fell to the ground.
This was the first time Flanders had encountered such a situation.
At first, he was full of confidence in the Black Scarecrow. His plan was to use the Black Scarecrow to disrupt Birch, and then the ghost king could easily take him down.
Now it seemed that his plan was about to fail. Birch was not ass simple as he seemed.
Birch stretched out his hand, and the Black Scarecrow on the ground flew into his hand on its own.
He could feel that this type of scarecrow was extraordinary. He was attracted to the Black Scarecrow.
He had absolute confidence in the magic shield. During the period when the magic shield was activated, no existence below S rank could harm him.
"The magical scarecrow actually has the power of mind control!"
"So, Pleater and Graham are both controlled by you?"
