Chapter 43 (2/2)

Regarding this person’s statement, many commissioners who did not know the truth of the matter nodded their heads in approval.

“Indeed, it has only been a few days since the scarecrow appeared. It hasn’t even been a month.

“It hasn’t even been a month, and he has already defeated Sir Jarrosus. With this rate of growth, I think we should surrender.”

After this person finished speaking, many people nodded in agreement.

“That’s right. If the strange creature is such a terrifying existence, we humans might as well lie down and die.”

Even if it was weird, growth depended on the law of nature.

How could his strength reach such a level in less than a year?

Not to mention, Flanders did not even finish a month.

At this time, Jarrosus had already regained some consciousness under the emergency treatment of a few people.

Looking at the corpse of the walking stick beside him, the muscles on his face moved.

He really liked this walking stick.

Before he could sigh with sorrow, the conversation of the others around him entered his ears.

Those words were like sharp swords stabbing into his heart.

As the person involved, how could he not know who had turned him into this state?

The more he lived, the worse he became. A B-class magician was actually defeated by a scarecrow who was not even a C-class yet.

This was nothing. What made him feel the most uncomfortable was that he, a B-class magician, was defeated before even using his own tricks.

He had all his abilities, but he could not use them. This kind of feeling was very frustrating.

He did not make a move from the beginning to the end. The magic that he was proud of and his tricks that were as numerous as the stars had yet to be used!

Then, he was killed by his opponent before he could do anything.

Jarrosus moved his mouth, his eyes shining with a terrifying light.

Today was the darkest and most humiliating day of his life.

Scarecrow, I will remember you.

Sooner or later, I will make you pay back double.

“Hmph, hmph, hmph!”

At this moment, our main character, Flanders, was humming a little song as he listened to the system’s notification.

[Fear Point + 10]

[Fear Point + 230]

[Fear Point + 25]

[Fear Point + 73]

[Fear Point + 146]

…

Good harvest, good harvest. It looked like that Jarrosus went back to work for him.

Although the system’s prompt, after he became a video blogger, uploaded those several horror videos, has not stopped.

But the difference in numbers between the fear offered by ordinary people and the fear offered by these magicians is clear.

Flanders easily distinguished between the two.

Now, he had a large number of fear points, reaching an unprecedented height.

After wiping off the remaining bits, he had a total of 530,000.

Without any hesitation, Flanders first upgraded Cursed Scarecrow, Watchman Scarecrow, and Magic Vanquishing Scarecrow.

The three third-tier skills had all been upgraded to one tier.

“A hundred thousand to level up three levels is too much, isn’t it?”

He had thought that five hundred and thirty thousand was a lot, but now it seemed like that was it.

It seemed like it was necessary to come up with an efficient method to collect fear.

The greater the cost, the greater the reward. Flanders did not give up just because of the huge cost.

These three skills were all used to save his life at critical moments. They were very important, and there was no reason for him not to level up.

As a result, a total of 450,000 fear points were instantly vaporized. In exchange, all three skills were level 3.