I am a Scarecrow and the Demon Lord of Terror!

Garros's face darkened.

Just as he had expected, this kind of little scarecrow was very likely to enter a person's body.

When he had killed a little scarecrow earlier, he had not expected that there would be another one here. Moreover, it had actually attacked him when he was at his most furious state. He really could not defend against it.

He was very clear about Taylor's outcome earlier.

Therefore, after the little scarecrow had entered his body, Garros quickly closed his eyes to sense it.

This was the scarecrow's method.

No matter how much he hated the scarecrow, he had to admit that the scarecrow's strength was very powerful.

If he did not get this little scarecrow out immediately, then the consequences would likely be similar to Taylor's.

He had to find the location of the Little Scarecrow first, and then use magic to force it out!

Eh?

After sensing for a few minutes, Garros frowned.

He did not find it?!

Where did it go?

Garros was extremely surprised, but at the same time, he started to panic.

He closed his eyes again. This time, he checked more carefully, but he still did not notice the existence of the little scarecrow.

Swoosh!

Cold sweat covered Garros's forehead.

He still could not find it?!

What was going on?!

As time passed, half an hour had already passed.

Garros still could not find it.

At this time, he was already extremely flustered. Even just sitting here, he could hear his own heartbeat, and he could not care less about this strange creature silver stone.

Around him, a few powerful mages were protecting him.

If anything happened to him, they could at least help him.

And those who were slightly weaker were arranged by him to be outside, which could also reduce the damage.

Time passed again.

It had been two hours since the little scarecrow had entered his body.

In these two hours.

Garros's mood had changed drastically.

From the initial anger, to the panic in the middle, to the shock and doubt, he had completely stopped panicking.

That was because the little scarecrow seemed to have done him no harm.

He could clearly feel that his physical condition was exactly the same as before. There was no difference at all.

"What on Earth is this situation?!"

Garros's face was full of confusion.

This kind of situation really confused him.

"Lord Garros, could that little scarecrow be scaring people? In fact, it's completely useless?" A mage next to him thought for a moment and said.

The others also nodded.

It seemed that other than this kind of situation, there was really no other possibility.

But Garros shook his head.

In his impression, the scarecrow was crazy and intelligent. Everything he did had a purpose.

Even the matter at Wentley Stadium.

In the eyes of others, it was something that a madman would do when he had nothing to do.

But, if one combined the things that the scarecrow had done before, one would find that the scarecrow seemed to be spreading his fear everywhere.

The other strange creatures were all hidden as much as possible.

However, the scarecrow was different. He had appeared in front of everyone many times on his own initiative. Moreover, he was good at using the internet to spread his terror.

Garros had a feeling that the scarecrow seemed to be trying to make everyone fear him.

Although he did not know the specific reason.

However, based on all the things that the scarecrow had done, Garros had come to this conclusion.

It was precisely because of this that he was quite afraid of the scarecrow.

He was already very powerful, and he was also very calculative. It was truly a very tricky and strange situation.

Could such a purposeful and strange situation be deliberately placed here to scare him?

It was impossible.

Garros was very confused.

Then what exactly was the use of this little scarecrow?

Incubation period?

Garros frowned.

Although he was still intact, this matter could not be ignored.

"Maybe..."

"Can we find a B rank investigative mage or someone with powerful strength to take a look?"

A mage thought for a moment and said.

"What about President Rei? She can definitely do it, right?" another mage said.

After hearing the conversation, Garros was also stunned.

That's right.

Since he could not tell with his strength, then he would find someone stronger than him and see if he could find the little scarecrow that had crawled into his body.

And the only person he could think of was Rei.

"Let's not waste any time. Let's go now!"

Garros stood up and said.

After all the people were gathered, the group immediately sped up and rushed towards the direction of the Black Swamp.

...

On the other side.

"Flanders, what are you laughing at?"

A man with a shaved head asked.

Opposite him was a young man who looked very gentle and refined.

It was Flanders.

He had used Disguise.

But this time, his identity was no longer that of an ordinary person, but a B rank mage.

Around him, there was a small team.

This was a small team that he had met when he was using his Domain to travel. They were also heading to the Black Swamp, and because they thought it was interesting, they traveled together.

And this man with a shaved head was called Hawkes.

He was also the leader of this small team. His strength was also very strong, a B rank mage.

As soon as Hawkes's voice sounded.

The other members of the small team also looked over.

Flanders glanced at them.

What was he laughing at?

Of course, it was about what happened at Hoke village.

Through those little scarecrows, he could know everything that happened there.

Garros, a B+ rank mage, looked very impressive, but in the end, it was just a harmless little scarecrow that scared him into such a state.

If Flanders was present, he would probably laugh wildly.

In fact, it was a Scarecrow Doll.

The Scarecrow Doll was not as destructive as the Destroyer Scarecrow, but it had a very strong learning ability. It could learn a spell from Garros and feedback it back to Flanders.

And just a few minutes ago.

The Scarecrow Doll had already reported back to Flanders what it had learned.

After seeing the spell he just learned, Flanders smiled.

"Nothing, I just thought of something interesting," Flanders said with a perfunctory smile.

Hawkes and the others did not intend to ask further.

The two continued to chat for a while.

When they were about to start their journey, Flanders was suddenly stunned.

[Fear Points +12,000]

Fear points suddenly entered his account.

Most importantly, when he traced the origin of this fear value, he found that this person was actually beside him. It was a middle-aged man with short hair.

The middle-aged man was holding a phone in his hand. It was unknown what he was looking at.

Flanders went over to take a look and immediately understood.

What he was looking at was the video of his massacre at Wentley Stadium in Coase City.

"Flanders, look at this... Aren't you afraid?"

The short-haired middle-aged man asked.

Afraid?

Flanders was stunned for a moment. Then, a very strange smile appeared on his face.