I am a Scarecrow and the Demon Lord of Terror!

East of Hoke village.

On a small hill a few dozen miles away.

Garros and the mages from the other associations were waiting here.

Beside them, there were more than a dozen severed corpses... this was a small team that had been trying to kill them ever since they had a conflict with them.

Although this small team was a little difficult to deal with, it was Garros they were dealing with. How could it be easy for them?

After all, he was a B+ rank powerhouse, and even his strength was at the top of the B+ rank. Of course, he would not let anyone chase after him.

After Taylor left, Garros used less than half an hour to kill all of these people. Moreover, he had other mages block all the paths of escape, so this team did not leave a single person alive.

At this moment, they were here for Taylor.

They had told Taylor that they would gather here.

Garros lay on a branch and closed his eyes to rest.

After an unknown amount of time, Garros suddenly opened his eyes.

He was finally back.

After more than ten seconds, the others also sensed it and opened their eyes to look to the other side.

Swoosh

Taylor fell from the sky.

Garros immediately came down and walked over. "Did you get it?"

"Yes."

Taylor nodded and handed the bag he was carrying to Garros. He said, "I asked the village chief. He said that it's almost done."

Almost done?

Garros's eyes lit up. He was very surprised.

However, when he took the bag from Taylor, his eyes changed.

"What's in this?"

Garros frowned and opened the bag as he spoke.

When he saw what was in the bag, his face suddenly darkened. He looked at Taylor. "What is this you brought to me?!"

Ah?

Taylor was stunned.

When he came back from Hoke Village, he thought that Garros would be very satisfied. Then, he took a fancy to him and recruited him into his personal team. Why was he not satisfied? Why was he angry?

Taylor was a little flustered.

But he was also very puzzled. Was it not right? Was there a problem there?

"Lord... Lord Garros, isn't it these stones?"

Taylor was very puzzled.

"Stones?"

Jarrosus narrowed his eyes and threw the bag in front of him. "Take a good look. Are these stones?!"

Not Stones?

Taylor was stunned for a moment and then thought to himself, impossible!

He had seen the village chief put those stones into the bag with his own eyes. The bag had not left his hand during the journey. How could it not be a stone?

He looked at the bag with doubt.

"Lord Garros, isn't this a stone?"

Taylor looked up in confusion.

Was it not stone that was in the bag?

Why did Lord Garros say that it was not?

Hmm?

Garros heard this and narrowed his eyes, staring straight at Taylor.

It did not seem like he was lying!

It seemed like there was a problem!

"Be on guard!"

Garros's voice was very soft.

But as soon as he finished speaking, the mages who were resting at the side immediately perked up and stood up to guard one side.

When the surrounding mages became alert.

Garros then slowly walked towards Taylor.

"Take a closer look at what's in this bag!" Garros said.

Do not look at him as an old man.

He was powerful, and he had been in the high-ranking position in the headquarters of the Mage Association for a long time, so his aura was very strong.

Every step he took would create a huge pressure on Taylor's heart.

"Don't worry, answer truthfully."

Garros told him.

Taylor glanced into the bag again. In his eyes, the stones in the bag were still glowing.

"Stone... stone."

"It's a very strange stone."

Taylor was very nervous.

When Garros heard this, his pupils finally changed.

He muttered a few incantations in his heart, and a golden light burst out from his palm. When all the magic power surged up, he immediately slapped Taylor's forehead.

"Ahhh!!"

Taylor flew out.

Then, he rolled around in pain.

"Endure it for two minutes."

Jarrosus looked at Taylor and said, "I want to see where this dirty thing came from!"

Soon, two minutes passed.

At this moment, Taylor's scream was not as loud as before.

Another minute passed, and Taylor stood up. Although his head was still in pain, it did not affect anything.

Moreover, he did not know why.

He felt that his spirit seemed to have lightened a lot.

At this moment, he heard Garros's voice.

"Taylor, come over and take a look."

"Take a look at this bag. What exactly is in it?"

After Taylor heard it, he became even more confused.

Was it not just those stones?

No matter how many times he looked at them, they were still stones.

With this thought in mind, even though Taylor admired Garros very much, he Garros help but ridicule him in his heart.

But this time, when his gaze fell on the bag again, he was instantly stunned.

It really wasn't a rock!

"How did it turn into straw?!"

Taylor exclaimed.

And when he spoke, an inexplicable look flashed through Garros's eyes.

"Taylor, tell me everything that happened in that small village. Don't hide anything from me," Garros immediately said.

Taylor also realized that something was wrong.

He knew that something had been done to him.

However, what frightened him was that he could not even imagine when the other party had attacked him.

That was why he was panicking now.

He was about to tell them what had happened in the village, but just as he was about to speak, his expression suddenly changed, and he immediately started rolling on the ground in pain.

"Ahhh!!"

Taylor felt countless memories flooding into his head.

These memories recorded him from the moment he entered the village until the moment he walked out of the village.

In his memories, the people he met in the village were not the old woman and the village chief!

They were two scarecrows whose skin had rotted away!

Other than the layer of human skin on the outside, there was only straw underneath!

And he was talking to that scarecrow alone!!

This scene immediately made Taylor feel endless fear!

However, that was not all.

Just as this memory appeared, he felt a sharp pain coming from his body!

Ka ka ka.

Horrifying laughter came from his body.

Then, Taylor started rolling on the ground.

He grabbed his arm in pain, revealing the straw inside. He grabbed again and grabbed his face. A layer of skin fell off his face, and under this layer of skin, there was still endless straw.

Destroyer Scarecrow.

This was the little scarecrow that had entered Taylor's body.

After this process, the little scarecrow finally acted up and almost instantly replaced his flesh and blood with straw.

"Ahhh!!"

Although more than half of the skin had been grabbed by Taylor, he was still screaming in pain.

His appearance naturally caused the surrounding colleagues to be terrified.

Even Garros widened his eyes.

Garros's eyes were very gloomy... because when he looked at Taylor, he thought of a name.

"Scarecrow!"

Garros said this word as if squeezing it through his teeth.