Chapter 34 (1/2)

As soon as he finished speaking, Flanders gently raised his right hand and a black sickle immediately appeared in it.

This was the transformation after Night Cut had been upgraded to level 5.

At this moment, his Night Cut could be condensed into a physical weapon.

It was not just an illusory attack anymore.

Holding the sickle in his hand, Flanders tilted his head slightly as he moved forward, slashing repeatedly at the Sword King.

As the Sword King received a few blows, he became frightened.

This scarecrow’s strength was actually stronger than his!

Every strike he received made his arm go numb.

Moreover, not only did he have to be wary of the scarecrow’s attacks, he also had to dodge the attacks of the surrounding crows that were still attacking him.

What made everyone’s hair stand on end was that the scarecrow did not seem to care about the crows at all.

He was not even dodging attacks. Instead, he brought the crows along with him as he continued slashing at the Sword King.

Very quickly, many crows fell to the ground. The entire rooftop was almost covered in black feathers.

However, Flanders did not feel the slightest bit of heartache. He did not even hesitate at all because crows were still flying out of his chest.

One after another, they pounced on the Sword King.

Soon, there was a thump on the rooftop.

A member of the Sarkos branch was the first to fall to the ground.

Then, like dominoes, there was a chain reaction.

One by one, the members fell to the ground. They seemed to have lost consciousness.

It was only a single exchange of blows but they did not even have the time to attack.

The Sarkos branch had already lost more than half of their combat strength.

However, the scarecrow was still unharmed.

At this moment, the Sword King heard Flanders’s words while he was resisting.

‘You can’t really be thinking that you stinking fish and rotten prawns can hurt me, right?”

When the Sword King heard these words earlier, he had thought that the scarecrow was bluffing.

Now, he realized that Flanders was speaking the truth!

No one in the entire Sarkos branch could hurt the scarecrow at all!

At this time, the other members who had dispelled the illusion had recovered some of their strength and rejoined the battle.

The scarecrow was able to easily shuttle between these people.

Originally, Flanders could increase his strength by absorbing fear.

His Demonic God’s body could also increase his strength.

In addition, he had just subdued Black who was now a part of himself.

At that moment, Flanders’s overall strength had long surpassed C-class.

As for why the system’s evaluation was so low, Flanders himself did not know.

Perhaps the system only evaluated Flanders’s physical strength and did not include his skills.

Or perhaps the system’s standard of strength was different from this world’s standard of strength.

In short, although Flanders’s strength was only a D in the system’s eyes, his actual strength had already reached C++ according to the Mage Association’s standard of evaluation!

With such strength, Flanders was naturally not an existence that the people from the Sarkos branch could handle.

Flanders was unhappy earlier because he did not want to fight with too many people at the same time.

As long as there were more people, there might be some who could escape.

If the survivors revealed their strength, it would only attract stronger enemies.

This was a situation that Flanders did not want to happen.

If he wanted to forcefully kill everyone, he could only use his Devil Conqueror.

However, this was also something Flanders did not want to happen.

Apart from the fact that his Devil Conqueror would make him too huge and possibly attract even more people, the side effects of said skill were not something Flanders could bear at the moment.