I am a Scarecrow and the Demon Lord of Terror!

"Ahhhh!!"

After saying this, Kridong let out another scream.

But this scream was ten times stronger than the previous one!

The scream was filled with fear and shock!

The leader of this small team swore that he had dealt with hundreds of strange creatures and mages, but he had never heard this scream before!

The scream was completely twisted together as if it was a cry from hell!

Just listening to this voice was enough to make people shudder and feel cold all over!

Even a veteran mage like him could not hold on any longer.

...

"Number 7, what's wrong with you, number 7?"

After letting out that miserable scream, Kridong seemed to have been swallowed up by fear.

No matter how his companion called out, there was no reaction at all.

He fell to the ground and convulsed crazily, his hands tearing at his face.

He actually forcefully pulled out both of his eyeballs!

That scene was extremely terrifying!

"Hiss!!"

After seeing this scene, the dozen or so mages present all sucked in a breath of cold air.

They could not help but take a few steps back, trying to stay as far away from Kridong as possible.

This scene was too strange and terrifying!

Even these experienced mages felt a deep fear in their bones!

They could not wait to leave this place immediately!

However, this was only the beginning!

After forcefully cutting off his eyes, Kridong did not seem to feel any pain at all.

Or it could be said that the immense fear covered the pain.

He was still tearing at his face!

From his eyes to his ears, to his nose, to his mouth.

Not a single one was spared!

Soon, his face was torn to shreds by himself.

No human shape could be seen at all!

Logically speaking, in this kind of injury, Kridong should have died a long time ago.

His strange creature did not have any ability to prolong his life.

But he did not die!

After tearing apart his own face, Kridong could no longer let out a scream. He could only let out a weird 'ho ho ho ho' sound from his throat.

He hissed as he tore at his own chest.

He was actually about to dig out his internal organs!

At this moment, the leader of the team could no longer watch.

His hands trembled as he took out a gun and fired three shots at Kridong's head, trying to end his life.

But... it was useless!

Even though his head was blown off, the headless Kritong was still waving his bloody hands and tearing at his chest!

"Burn... burn... burn him!"

The leader's voice was trembling. He gritted his teeth and said the complete sentence.

Under his command, a few members mustered up their courage and poured gasoline on Kridong's body, igniting the flames.

"Ahhhhh!!"

"Scarecrow!!"

"Scarecrow!!"

"Ahhahahaha!"

"Scarecrow!!"

Raging Flames emerged from the corpse.

It was clearly a corpse that had lost its head.

But halfway through the burning, it suddenly let out a series of shrill screams!

At this moment, the ten or so mages who had boasted of their boldness all had pale faces and were trembling all over!

They had been through hundreds of battles and had seen countless dead people and many strange creatures.

However, it was such a horrible and terrifying scene.

They had never seen such a thing, never heard of it!!

These mages originally thought that they would not feel fear no matter what situation they faced.

It was only now that they realized that they were not that strong.

Kridong... What exactly did he provoke?!

It was actually this terrifying!

...

"Retreat! Evacuate this place immediately! All of you, evacuate!"

After standing there foolishly for half a minute, the leader of the team finally reacted.

His psychological defense line had been broken!

Right now, he only wanted to run far away from this place and escape from the things that Kridong might provoke!

Since the leader of the team was in such a state, there was no need to mention the others.

They were in an extremely sorry state, rolling and crawling away from this place.

Little did they know that Flanders had already set his eyes on them through Kridong!

...

"Level 10 Fear no longer restricts its power, and it's at full power. It's actually so strong."

In the hotel bathroom, Flanders was also a little surprised.

When he used Fear on Teach and Kraang, he did not use his full strength, nor did he want to kill them.

His goal was to seal the memories of Teach and Kraang.

Although both of them had been subdued by him, in order to prevent the two of them from showing any flaws when they were interrogated by the internal organization, Flanders still chose to seal their memories to be safe.

After the storm had passed, he would take the initiative to appear and remove the seal on their memories.

Today, when he met this enemy who could split his own soul, Flanders immediately used Fear on him.

After destroying the other half of Helen's soul, Fear was directly transmitted to the other half of his soul through his soul.

Although it was a split soul, the split part was not completely separated from the main body.

There was also a connection in the middle. If nothing went wrong, the last two parts of the soul still needed to be fused together.

Therefore, the illusion created by Fear, along with the fear of half of the soul before it collapsed, was transferred to the main body of the soul.

Then, in the midst of extreme fear, Kridong killed himself.

And his death was extremely tragic!

One had to know that Kridong was an E+ mage, and his strength was not bad.

But in front of Flanders, he was so weak that he would die if he was glared at.

Such strength and strange creature methods were really terrifying!

While killing Kridong, Flanders had already locked onto his companions.

Flanders did not know who these people were or why they were here to deal with Su Jing.

In order to ensure the safety of Warfarin, he decided to make a trip and kill all these enemies.

Before he left, Flanders casually glanced at Warfarin, then his body flashed and disappeared from where he was.

Fear (weakened version).

As Flanders disappeared, Warfarin's eyes became listless, and she did not recover at the first moment.

After a few minutes, Warfarin's eyes focused again, and she stood up from the ground.

There was still a faint trace of fear on her face, but the moment she walked out of the bathroom, this fear was skillfully suppressed by her.

At the same time, fragments flashed through her mind. Everything that happened just now was mistaken by her as an illusion.

Therefore, she looked as if nothing had happened to her.

A corpse that had been resurrected from the dead, strange black smoke, a brand new terror, and an even greater terror -- the scarecrow...

Warfarin could not wait to sit in front of the computer and vent all the new ideas that had appeared in her mind.