Chapter 290 - The Skills That Flanders Had His Eyes on Would Not Be Able to Escape (2/2)

The blue flame brought pain to Flanders, but it was within the range of control.

Regardless of the blue flame burning on his body, Flanders used his skill Night Cut.

Quentin did not hesitate either, and his magic shield was strengthened again.

At the same time, he chanted another magic spell.

This was a forbidden spell. Even though Quentin was an A rank mage, he would need to recover for seven days after casting this forbidden spell.

With the support of the strengthened magic shield, Quentin was not afraid of Flanders’s attacks.

Sure enough, Night Cut was blocked by the magic shield. Flanders’s black sickle scythe the magic shield again and again.

The powerful attack caused the magic shield to flicker. Finally, under the storm-like attack, the magic shield was shattered.

Without waiting for Quentin to react, three doll-like scarecrows appeared in Flanders’s left hand.

With a strange smile on his face, Flanders threw his little scarecrows at Quentin with all his might. The three doll-like scarecrows instantly entered Quentin’s body.

Feeling something enter his body, Quentin panicked!

[Fear Points +68,000]

When he felt the fear points enter his body, Flanders’s smile became even stranger.

Quentin felt goosebumps all over his body when he saw Flanders’s strange smile.

[Fear Points +72,000]

“Haha! Damn fatty, you’re dead meat!”

The sound of ‘damn fatty’ dispelled Quentin’s fear. No matter what Flanders did, Quentin was still chanting the incantation.

Fortunately, the incantation was completed!

“You’re finished, scarecrow! I’ll keep your ashes. This is very memorable!”

As Quentin spoke, the temperature in Flanders’s Domain dropped rapidly.

Right now, Flanders’s Domain was a little miserable. There were meteorites with blue flames everywhere, and the golden wheat fields were burned.

Countless ice blocks fell from the Domain space. These were not ordinary ice blocks, but blue solid ice.

This was ice with magic energy. Other than causing scratches on the target, the wound would be frozen by the extremely cold ice magic.

This energy would be transmitted from the wound to the entire body, and the target would eventually turn into an ice sculpture.

The reason why Quentin used these two skills was to destroy the scarecrow.

He no longer wanted to subdue this strange scarecrow.

This scarecrow must die!

Flanders was hit by countless solid ice. No matter how strong the Demonic God’s Body resistance was, it could not withstand the switching between ice and fire.

The straw on his body began to break, and some slowly began to burn.

Quentin was not much better. After casting the forbidden spell, Ice Roar, his body was already going to collapse for a period of time.

Now that he was connected by the green light, his stamina was rapidly decreasing.

Quentin even lost the ability to walk now.

“Haha! You’re dead meat this time, you damned scarecrow!”

“Anyone who calls me fatty will die! All of you will die!”

Quentin’s expression was ferocious. It was as if he could see the death of the Scarecrow.

“Haha! Don’t be happy too early, damned fatty! Damned fatty! Damned fatty!”

Even though Flanders had ice damage and blue flame damage, his physique was still stronger than Quentin’s.

As Quentin’s stamina decreased to almost nothing, he silently felt the three doll-like scarecrows.

The difficulty of learning Quentin’s skills also decreased.

In fact, after reaching A rank, whether it was a mage or a strange creature, they could accurately control their own bodies.

No matter what negative status they had, they would not cause too much damage.

Looking at the three new skills that he had learned, Flanders was extremely satisfied.

Limping towards Quentin, Flanders raised the black scythe in his hand. He wanted to give Questin a final blow.

Before the scythe could land, Flanders was sent flying by a powerful magic attack.