Chapter 179 - He Was a Scarecrow! (1/2)

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The white light finally disappeared after a long time.

The people who lived nearby did not know what was going on. They all walked out of the courtyard, but they did not find anything. In the end, they could only go back to sleep.

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And in the room that belonged to the small team, when the white light disappeared, all the crows were gone.

This was a very powerful purification spell. It could destroy all magic that did not belong to him.

It was a rather extreme type of magic.

But at the same time, the effect was also very obvious.

It had to be said that even Flanders, who was not far away, was surprised.

Although he could continuously release crows, there was almost no bottom line, but to be able to purify so many of his crows in one go, this was the first time he had seen such powerful magic.

One had to know that even Garros did not have this kind of magic.

Flanders looked expectant.

What kind of force was this? From their conversation, this person was only ranked fifth in their team’s strength. He really wanted to see what kind of strength the people ranked at the front would have.

Thinking of this, Flanders did not plan to release any more crows.

Firstly, this skill did not seem to be of much use to the people in the room.

Secondly, if he killed the other party just like that, it would be too boring.

He had to play with them until the other party members arrived.

“Send a message to Ralph and the others.”

“Tell them that the scarecrow has come to look for us.”

The curly-haired man put away his huge sword and focused on observing his surroundings, keeping an eye on every corner.

“Understood.”

Harry nodded, then picked up his phone and sent a message over.

The curly-haired man was about to continue instructing when he suddenly felt his eyebrows twitch, and he felt very uneasy.

He immediately looked outside the door.

Sure enough, a very gentle-looking young man walked in while clapping his hands.

“Tsk tsk, amazing!”

“It’s the first time I’ve seen magic with such a degree of purification.”

The young man looked very happy.

But while the young man was happy, the others in the room were not.

It was really puzzling that such a person would appear at such a time.

The people behind looked at each other.

Harry frowned and looked back and forth at the young man.

The curly-haired man at the front was sweating profusely… he felt an unprecedented amount of pressure on the person in front of him.

After all, they were mages.

Especially mages like them, who had survived many battles, they would have a sense of vigilance. This sense of vigilance was 90% accurate.

But now, his body was telling him to run!

Run immediately!

Do not hesitate!

The curly-haired man felt his throat turn dry. Even in front of their captain, Ralph, he did not feel this immense pressure.

So, who was this person?

Was he good or bad? was he trying to harm them?

Just as he was thinking this, Harry’s terrified voice came from behind.

“Scarecrow!”

“Be careful, he’s that Scarecrow! !”

What!

The curly-haired man’s pupils constricted as he looked at the mysterious young man in front of him in disbelief.

He’s a scarecrow?!

How could that be?!

What a joke!

Did they not say that he was only a B rank?

However, the feeling that this young man gave him was already comparable to that Nikorei from the Mage Association!!

And did they not say that he was a scarecrow?

No matter how he looked at it, the person in front of him did not look like a scarecrow!