I am a Scarecrow and the Demon Lord of Terror!

Flanders was wrapped in pale blue ice.

The ghost king was overjoyed. No one knew better than it the power of this kind of blue ice.

The blue ice would assimilate and freeze the target, and then the ice would start to break.

The shadow king, the king of chilly wind, and the zombie king were extremely shocked. The three of them did not expect that the invincible scarecrow would actually be frozen.

"If the three of you don't leave now, I will kill you along with the scarecrow!"

The ghost king did not want to kill the zombie king and the others. Its goal had always been to increase its strength.

The aura of death was the best way for it to increase its strength. It did not allow others to interrupt its training.

Rattle

"Very cooling, it feels good!"

The voice of the scarecrow was heard. The shadow king and the other two were surprised. They knew that the scarecrow king was fine.

The ghost king was also somewhat shocked. The ghost attack that it unleashed with all its strength did not seem to cause any damage to this young human.

Bang!

The hard layer of ice on Flanders's cracked and fell off, and he revealed his scarecrow form.

The super-low temperature of the Spirit Strike made it impossible for Flanders to maintain the Perfect Transformation.

"Scarecrow!"

The ghost king felt an intense threat. It even felt that its life was in danger.

The powerful scarecrow strange creature. The full-powered Spirit Strike actually did not cause any damage to him.

The ghost altar had already created a thousand ghost soldiers in a short period of time.

The ghost soldiers surrounded the ghost king, and they re-formed the battle formation.

The power of the ghost soldiers was transferred to the ghost king. This was the skill of the soldiers of the ancient empire.

After the ghost king was strengthened, its entire body expanded to twice the size.

Rattle!

The strange laughter spread to the ears of every ghost present.

"You dare laugh?! I'll make you laugh!"

The ghost king attached great importance to the scarecrow, but it hated the laughter of the scarecrow even more.

With the enhancement of the ghost power, its fist quickly smashed toward the top of Flanders's head.

Before the fist arrived, the force of the strike sent strong winds to blow onto Flanders's body.

Golden Scarecrows flew out from Flanders's body, and more than ten Golden Scarecrows blocked the ghost king's fist.

Rattle!

"Submit or die!"

The Scarecrow's words deeply provoked the ghost king.

"Submit? Who do you think you are? Do you think you're worthy?"

The ghost king was extremely furious. It was a king, how could it submit to others? This was the greatest humiliation.

It wanted to tear the scarecrow into pieces so that it could vent its anger.

The Golden Scarecrow did not care what the ghost king thought. They instantly turned into countless golden straws.

Every straw had a strong cutting and penetrating force. The Spirit King was instantly pierced through by countless straws.

"Stupid! I'm a spirit entity. I'm not afraid of physical attacks!"

The ghost king might have sounded tough, but in reality, his spirit power had been greatly weakened.

His body had become smaller, and all of this was seen by Flanders.

Rattle!

"Stubborn, stubborn. Seems like you want to do this the hard way."

The ghost king had just finished mending the countless holes in its body when it was surrounded by dozens of flaming Red Scarecrows.

The Red Scarecrows were emitting high temperatures, which made the ghost king very uncomfortable. it was naturally afraid of things with high temperatures.

Sensing danger, the ghost king prepared to shift its position. Although it was angry, it was not stupid.

The Red Scarecrow did not give the ghost king any time to react. One after another, they exploded.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

...

The ghost soldiers that had just condensed from the ghost altar suffered another blow.

The fireballs created by the explosion of the Red Scarecrow could destroy souls, and this included the ghost king.

The ghost king felt that it was quickly weakened. It could no longer maintain its huge ghost body.

The ghost soldiers were killed by the fireballs again. Their battle formation was like food to the exploding fireballs.

The few remaining soldiers were also killed by the meteor shower.

The Faint blue flames on the ghost altar became much weaker.

"No!"

The faint blue flames had a very special meaning to the ghost king. The faint blue flames on the altar could convert the dark energy of the abyssal magic region into the aura of death.

Now that the blue flames had become extremely thin, it meant that the ghost king had suffered a great deal of damage.

The ghost soldiers and the ghost altar were originally one entity. Now that the ghost soldiers had been killed by Flanders twice in a row, it would definitely affect the ghost altar.

The ghost king and the ghost altar were so compatible that it was the first to sense the situation of the altar.

The altar could not be harmed. The ghost king was afraid!

He was afraid that the scarecrow would release a bunch of Red Scarecrows and blow up the ghost altar.

"Stop fighting!"

When Flanders heard that the ghost king admitted defeat, he stopped.

His goal was to subdue the ghost king, not force it. Force was just a means to achieve his goal.

Rattle!

"Do you submit or not?"

The ghost king was at a loss for words. It felt a little aggrieved.

In its heart, it was not willing to submit to the scarecrow. It felt that the scarecrow was despicable. It had actually used the ghost altar to threaten it.

The ghost altar was the ghost king's lifeblood. It could not lose the ghost altar.

He would give up everything, even his life, for the ghost altar.

"You threatened me. I surrendered because you threatened me!"

After listening to the ghost king, Flanders understood that this guy was not convinced.

However, Flanders did not mind. As long as it surrendered, it was beneficial to Flanders.

The ghost king came to Flanders. This meant that it had surrendered to Flanders.

Flanders entered the sea of consciousness and saw a black island in its sea of consciousness.

This island was bigger than Graham's, which meant that the ghost king's strength was greater than Graham's.

Flanders was delighted. Everyone liked powerful subordinates.

He instantly bought three scarecrows. It was a pity that it cost so many fear points at this time.

The three scarecrows were all inserted into the ghost king's black island. Flanders felt that he had established a spiritual connection with the ghost king.

Near the ghost altar, the ghost king's originally indignant mood disappeared in an instant.

A Black Scarecrow appeared in his soul core. The Black Scarecrow began to fuse with the ghost king's soul core.

It was believed that it would not be long before the Black Scarecrow and the ghost king's soul core would be indistinguishable from each other and completely fuse into one.

At that time, the ghost king would not be able to escape even if it wanted to. The Scarecrow of Fear produced by the Demon of Fear system had exceptional effects.

Flanders exited the sea of consciousness and regained his consciousness.

The ghost king obediently followed behind Flanders. Now, it felt a sense of fear from time to time.

This fear made it feel that the scarecrow was so great. It was truly an honor to be able to become the scarecrow's subordinate.

"There's something wrong with the ghost altar!"