I am a Scarecrow and the Demon Lord of Terror!

Everyone's expressions changed when they heard this.

They were not scared, just shocked.

This scarecrow was strange. It actually dared to be so arrogant.

One had to know that although the members of the Sarkos branch could not compare to the headquarters of Durham, there were still quite a number of experts here.

Not to mention, they had as many as five D-class personnel.

There was even a C-class member.

The man holding the huge iron sword, the Sword King, was the head of the Sarkos branch.

At that moment, the Sword King's expression turned a little ugly.

If it was not for the scarecrow's ability to create illusions, the Sword King would have slashed at him a long time ago.

However, the ability to create illusions was very rare.

It could be said that no mage could cultivate such a skill.

At most, they could only cultivate a spell that could break illusions.

If one could subdue the scarecrow, it would be of great significance in improving the strength of a mage.

A conservative estimate was that if a D-class mage managed to subdue the scarecrow, they could at least rise to a C-class.

That meant surpassing three levels in a go!

The Sword King also had some thoughts about this scarecrow.

If he could subdue the scarecrow, he might be able to leave the Sarkos branch and take up a post in Durham.

There was a huge difference between the headquarters and the Sarkos branch.

Thinking of this, the Sword King narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Flanders as he enunciated each word, "Madman, stop bluffing.

"I'd advise you to kneel now and submit to me obediently. I'll spare your life.

"But if you don't, don't blame my iron sword for being ruthless."

Hearing the Sword King's words, Flanders did not react, but the expressions of the others changed slightly.

Who here did not know the value of this scarecrow?

Everyone was affected by the scarecrow.

Including Teach.

At this moment, Teach's expression had already turned extremely ugly.

She was the one who discovered the scarecrow's location, and she was also the one who called the Sarkos branch over.

She did not expect the Sword King to steal her target with just a few words!

However, her strength was too weak, and she could not cause any friction with the Sword King on the surface.

At this moment, she could only snort coldly and withdraw from the crowd.

Seeing Teach leave, the Sword King revealed a satisfied smile.

Other than Teach, the rest of the people present were from the Sarkos branch.

If they wanted to make a living under him, they naturally knew what to do.

In other words, this scarecrow was already in his bag.

Ignoring the people from the Sarkos branch, Teach quickly left the rooftop and went down to the first floor. She took out her phone.

"Hello, Sir Garros? I found the scarecrow."

...

On the rooftop, the thoughts of the Sarkos branch's leader, the Sword King, were written all over his face.

The others did not have covetous thoughts either.

It was unnecessary to have a fallout with their leader just because of one person.

After coming to this mutual understanding, there were no other worries and the situation became tense again.

Since this scarecrow was determined not to be tamed by them, they might as well prepare for battle.

If they were careless and killed the scarecrow during the battle, the Sword King could not blame them either.

After all, they would be fighting with their lives in this battle.

Of course, fighting with one's life was just something they had thought of beforehand.

In fact, no one thought that all the mages of Sarkos would be unable to deal with this little creature together.

They did not even take the scarecrow's 'can't hurt me' seriously.

In their view, the scarecrow's fearlessness was just due to ignorance.

To them, it was because the scarecrow did not know their strengths, which was why it did not seem afraid at all.

Unfortunately, it was the exact opposite.

It was because they did not know Flanders's strength.

That was why they were not afraid of Flanders at all.

At that moment, Flanders had silently upgraded a few skills, and his strength had once again increased.

On the surface, he looked no different from before.

He was just an ordinary scarecrow without any strength.

Looking at the calm scarecrow in front of him, the Sword King seemed to have lost his patience and asked in a deep voice, "Aren't you going to surrender?"

However, Flanders sneered, "All of you, submit to me and you'll be given a chance to live."

In an instant, a wave of anger appeared on the Sword King's face.

A strange creature was actually asking the entire Sarkos branch to submit to him?

Apart from the fact that humans could not submit to others as strange creatures could, they would not do so even if they could.

Not to mention, the other party was just a small scarecrow.

Flanders's words thoroughly infuriated everyone present.

Before the Sword King gave the order, many people had already taken the initiative to attack.

How could the Sword King not see that they wanted to kill the scarecrow on the spot?

If they could not subdue him themselves, they did not want the Sword King to get him either.

However, the Sword King did not stop them.

He grasped the opportunity to block the attacks of others at that critical moment.

As for now, he would let the scarecrow see the reality of the situation first.

A few attacks instantly arrived in front of Flanders. There were magic, weapons, and punches and kicks.

However, Flanders's body only moved a little.

Fear!

Instantly, everyone's faces were filled with confusion, and their eyes became unfocused.

[Fear points: +1,000.]

[Fear points: +1,200.]

[Fear points: +1,500.]

...

Countless fear points were collected by Flanders.

In the next second, the few people who were led by the Sword King were the first to recover.

There were quite a number of people in the Sarkos branch who had the ability or tools to dispel his illusions.

The Sword King looked at Flanders and a drop of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

This scarecrow's illusion was indeed very strong!

Without his quick reaction earlier which allowed him to destroy the illusion of fear instantly, his spiritual power might have already been damaged.

However, this made the Sword King even more certain of his decision to subdue the scarecrow.

This strange creature would definitely bring about a huge increase in his strength!

At the thought of this, the Sword King immediately raised his sword and stepped forward.

Since everyone else was frightened, he would attack him by himself.

"Did you know? I'm a C-class!"

Accompanied by such a loud roar, the Sword King did not hide his wild laughter.

Flanders waved his hand lightly and countless crows flew out from his body, pouncing on the Sword King.

Not only that, in the next second, countless green rays of light suddenly appeared from Flanders's body, latching themselves onto the bodies of everyone on the rooftop.

A steady stream of physical strength was surging towards Flanders.

Meanwhile, the people from the Sarkos branch were being drained of their physical strength.

Instantly noticing what happened, the Sword King immediately brandished the sword in his hand with all his might, wanting to get close to Flanders.

However, the swarm of crows seemed to be endless, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not finish them off.

Just as he was struggling with all his might, Flanders looked at the sword king and said coldly, "C-class?

"That's it?"