Chapter 41 (2/2)

Being distracted in battle was a big taboo. At times, it could even be lethal.

Faced with such a big flaw, Flanders naturally would not let it go.

Five bone abundance!

The red thread connected Flanders to the five mages around him.

After feeling that the tunnel had been successfully opened, Flanders did not have any scruples and released his second wide-range skill.

Storm of Crows!

“Caw! Caw! Caw!”

Crows emerged from Flanders’ body one after another and attacked the surrounding mages.

The number of crows increased. In the blink of an eye, the mages’ field of vision was covered by the crows.

The situation was reversed in an instant. Flanders, who had gained the advantage, did not waste time and continued to increase his offensive.

Unlike the battle with the Sword King and the others, the enemy was powerful, especially with a B-class Mage.

This was the strongest person he had met since he came to this world.

Moreover, he did not believe that the attack just now could take Jarrosus’ life.

If he did not create enough advantages for himself before Jarrosus could react, then the situation could be reversed at any time.

[Fear]

[Fear points + 3,000]

[Fear points + 4,000]

[Fear points + 6,000]

[Fear points + 5,000]

[Fear points + 3,000]

…

The lowest was 3,000. This also proved the strength of these mages.

Flanders looked at them with some pity.

Fat sheep, what a pity…

Although he was a little reluctant, Flanders did not hesitate in his actions.

Flanders’ fear only worked on these mages for a second.

Then, it was dispelled by these experienced mages.

Flanders was not surprised by this. It was more like everything was within his expectations.

And his goal had been achieved.

[Night cut]

The huge sickle drew a full moon in the air.

The five fountains sprayed out a large amount of bright red liquid in the next second, dyeing Flanders’ entire body red.

Flanders was becoming more and more adept at grasping the timing of the battle.

He skillfully grasped the moment when these mages broke through the environment and placed the Grim Reaper’s scythe on their necks.

The skull on the hilt of the magic sword Apophis on the back flickered with green light.

This was an expression of his dissatisfaction.

It was obvious that our newly joined partner was eager to show himself.

Flanders patted it.

“You’ll have a chance to appear, and it’ll be right away.”

The scythe disappeared, and Flanders took the sword Apophis from his back.

“You’re not an ordinary sword. As your first battle, you’ll have to find a decent opponent as a memento. Don’t you think so?”

Green-light flickered. Upon hearing Flanders’ words, sword Apophis became excited.

At this moment, only ten seconds had passed since the start of the battle.

In these ten seconds, from being surrounded to being counterattacked, even Jarrosus couldn’t react in time.

When he regained his senses, half of his proud subordinates had lost.

“Bastard!”

[Fear points + 10,000]