Chapter 204 - The Excited Flanders (1/2)

“Ahhhhh!!”

When Lyle saw that the two arms on the black scythe, he realized that his arms were gone.

After a while, he felt intense pain.

Lyle howled in pain.

He even lay on the ground and rolled around in pain.

This could not be helped. Anyone who had their arms cut off would feel the same.

After all, they were humans and could feel pain. Unlike Flanders, who was just a scarecrow and could not feel any pain, even if he was in flames, he would not feel the slightest bit of pain.

At most, the flames would burn away the straws on his body.

However, this flaw had already been solved by Flanders’s Demonic God’s Body.

Not to mention ordinary flames, even extremely sharp swords and magic attacks with high damage would not be able to break through his defense.

Lyle was still howling in pain.

Then, he felt a wave of pressure, knowing that someone was standing in front of him.

Lyle opened his eyes in pain.

He only saw the scarecrow standing straight and looking down at him.

Especially from his point of view, the scarecrow’s figure was pulled infinitely long, and it was very majestic.

He saw the scarecrow squat down.

It squatted in front of him.

Then, Lyle felt a pair of large hands that were like withered grass grabbing onto him.

What was he going to do?

Lyle’s heart was filled with fear.

“Gulp!”

The next moment, Lyle only felt countless straws crawl into his mouth, then roll down his throat and rush into his stomach.

“Gulp!”

“Gulp!”

Countless straws were swallowed down his throat.

Lyle was terrified. Countless straws filled his throat, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.

It was several times more uncomfortable than having his arm broken.

In just a few seconds, Lyle’s throat had enlarged. It was red and filled with blood.

Not only his throat, but his entire face had turned purple-green.

Bright red blood flowed from his eyes, nose, and ears.

“No… no…”

At this moment, Lyle’s heart was filled with fear.

He was actually so powerless in front of the scarecrow. What made him most helpless was that the scarecrow was torturing him, but he could not do anything. He could not even commit suicide.

His body seemed to be completely out of his control.

But the pain that came from his body was being endured by himself.

He could only watch as he suffered.

He was extremely helpless.

At this moment, he thought of what he had said in front of Pine. He felt like a clown.

[Fear Points +13,000]

[Fear Points +12,000]

[Fear Points +15,000]

Lyle did not hold on for long.

Soon, he lost his breath.

When he died, his face could no longer be seen.

His throat was swollen bigger than his face, and there was even a lot of straw that pierced through his throat, exposing his blood in the air.

His eyes stared at the blood spirit flower across from him.

He did not know if he was unwilling to not get the domain, or if he wanted to escape from the scarecrow and go to the blood spirit flower.

But from his appearance, it should be the latter.

…

In the Black Swamp Domain.

Countless blood spirit flowers were clustered in a pile. Their colors were bright and beautiful, giving off a sense of beauty.

If there was a tourist here who liked nature scenery, he would definitely like this place very much. This was because, with these extremely beautiful big red flowers as the background, any photo taken would be nice scenery,

However, at this moment, an uninvited guest appeared among the pile of blood spirit flowers — the scarecrow.

Unlike the gorgeous blood spirit flowers, the scarecrow did not have any sense of beauty.

In fact, his entire figure looked extremely terrifying. His face was distorted, his body was thin, and his color was withered and yellow… there was not a single bit of beauty about his entire body. It was as if he had come from hell.

Flanders stood there, smiling as he watched the blood spirit flowers.