Chapter 25 (1/2)

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

[Fear points: +2,000.]

Looking at the huge scarecrow in front of him, the buzz-cut man’s heart was unsettled.

His state of mind had completely collapsed.

Shock, astonishment, fear, regret.

All kinds of emotions surged into his heart at the same time.

If he had listened to Lucius’s suggestion and set up an ambush on the spot, perhaps everyone would not have had to die in vain.

But now, his enlarged body was as tiny as a baby in front of the scarecrow.

“Do you know why I didn’t use this trick from the start?”

Flanders looked at the buzz-cut man in front of him with a smile.

Not only was he taller, but the straw in his body was still surging non-stop.

He looked extremely terrifying.

When the buzz-cut man heard this, he finally realized that something was wrong.

Why did the scarecrow not use this trick from the beginning?

He could have just grown bigger and killed everyone in one go, but he chose to use this trick at the very end.

In other words, the scarecrow was not lying earlier.

He was really just doing it for fun.

He and the other team members were just toys for the scarecrow to have fun with.

In an instant, a feeling of powerlessness rose in his heart.

The buzz-cut man no longer had the desire to continue fighting.

The scarecrow in front of him…

This newly-born scarecrow, whose predicted level was at most no higher than an E-class, was actually a colossus he could not deal with at all.

In the next second, the buzz-cut man deflated and returned to his original size.

Flanders slowly raised his right foot, and a shadow covered the buzz-cut man.

He could only shut his eyes and wait for death to come in silence.

In the end, the strongest D-class like him could only stay still and tremble uncontrollably.

…

Slowly lifting his feet, Flanders once again revealed a satisfied smile while looking at the pile of minced meat on the ground.

Sure enough, killing the Mages was much more interesting than killing ordinary people.

More importantly, their fear was simply too delicious.

After sorting out his gains, Flanders discovered that he had broken through E+ and reached D-class.

In the eyes of the Mages, the scarecrow was definitely more than a D-class.

In reality, though, he had just reached D-class.

A sense of weakness suddenly struck him, and Flanders slowly became smaller.

As expected, the side effects of his Devil Conqueror were indeed very great.

At this moment, Flanders could no longer use any skills and his combat strength was even weaker than that of an ordinary person.

Without any delay, Flanders packed up his spoils of war and quickly left the place.

He was ready to find a hidden place to wait out his hour of weakness.

…

“How long has it been since Karl and the others returned?”

“Three days.”

“Still can’t get in touch with them?”

“Yes.”

In the hall of the Mage Association in Durham.

An old man was standing beside a sofa, reporting the situation to Rei who was wrapped in a black magic robe.

As long as Rei was back, the sofa in the hall would become the real boss’s office.

As for Casey, who would pay attention to him?

Rei gently rubbed her temples, frowning slightly.

She had just returned when she received news that her companions were missing again.

And this time, there were five of them!

How could she not have a headache?

However, she really could not leave.

After all, the matters on her hands were more important than anything else.