I am a Scarecrow and the Demon Lord of Terror!

"What kind of monster is this?"

This was not the first time the black-haired girl had asked herself this question.

They were both strange creatures, but the gap between them was a little too big.

The black-haired girl thought that she was much better than normal strange creatures, but she had never expected that this random strange creature would be so terrifying.

Could it be that strange creatures outside were all at this level?

At the thought of this, the black-haired girl's eyes could not help but flash with a hint of fear.

[Fear Points +20,000]

The black-haired girl made up her mind that if there was no need, she would never leave the house.

It was really too dangerous outside, so she chose to stay at home.

As for dealing with this obstacle in front of her, the black-haired girl was no longer so worried.

That was because she was the one facing Flanders. There was no one else.

This meant that Flanders was not far from awakening.

Why did she think so?

The reason was very simple. It was a symbiotic contract.

Flanders, who was in the Devil Conquerer humanoid state, flashed. The black-haired girl did not see his movements at all. In the next moment, he appeared in front of the black-haired girl.

The black-haired girl did not react at all during the entire process.

When she came back to her senses, two large wounds had already been opened on her body.

She was bleeding non-stop.

Looking at Flanders, who was getting further and further away from her, the black-haired girl revealed a trace of pleasure of revenge on her face.

I'm injured... Hehe, do not even think about having an easy time.

Under the black-haired girl's teasing gaze, two gusts of wind also appeared on Flanders's body.

The same attack landed on Flanders's body. The strength and angle of the attack were exactly the same as when Flanders attacked just now.

It was as if the person who had been attacked by Flanders was not the black-haired girl but Flanders himself.

However, the black-haired girl quickly stopped laughing.

This was because the same attack landed on the black-haired girl's body and Flanders himself were two completely different things.

The black-haired girl dragged her battered body. At this moment, her injuries had stabilized and were on the verge of healing.

"How can it be like this?"

The black-haired girl did not know what to say. She had originally thought that her opponent's defense was terrifying, but if it was her own attack, it might be able to break through the defense and cause effective damage.

But now, it seemed that this was not the case at all. Flanders's defense was even more terrifying than she had expected.

If it had been Flanders who had received the attack just now, he would not even have been able to break through the black gas barrier protecting his body.

This defensive ability was too terrifying.

The black-haired girl began to doubt her life. How was she supposed to fight? There was no way to fight. At this level, she thought that she could fight for the right to speak with her opponent. How was she supposed to fight? There was no way to fight!

It was impossible for her to fight for the right to speak. The difference in strength was too great. There was too great a disparity.

Moreover, the most important thing now was to fight for the right to speak. If something went wrong, she might not even be able to keep her life.

Although there was a symbiotic contract, the black-haired girl did not dare to guarantee that Flanders, who was instinctively fighting, would hold back because of the symbiotic contract.

While she was thinking, Flanders had already appeared in front of the black-haired girl. He raised both of his hands, and black gas surged around his body. The divine power of the demon wrapped around the two weapons, covering the shape of the weapons. Then, the black gas expanded.

At this moment, what appeared in Flanders's hands were two enormous scythes that were condensed from the black aura.

In Flanders's hands was the end of the scythe's hilt. That incomparably dangerous blade could fall and reap the black-haired girl's life at any moment, just by Flanders waving his hands.

Flanders waved his hands forcefully and crossed them in front of him. The two enormous pitch-black scythes made Flanders turn into the god of death and reap the black-haired girl's life.

The black-haired girl subconsciously closed her eyes.

Her heart was filled with unspeakable regret and fear.

'Am I going to die just like that? I didn't expect to die right after I was born...'

'mother, sister... I'm sorry.'.

...

After an unknown amount of time, the black-haired girl suddenly heard a magnetic and very pleasant male voice.

"Hey, if you're not dead, then get up. We still have a lot to talk about."

'Hmm? Why is there a male voice that I don't recognize?'

'Who is this?'

'Not dead? Me? How is that possible?'

'If that kind of attack landed on me, I definitely wouldn't be able to survive.'

'But why am I still able to hear the sound? Could This be the world after death?'

It's very possible.

She thought that she was a black-haired girl who had her life ended without feeling anything. Just like that, she thought that she was in the world after death. She opened her eyes.

The first thing she saw was a handsome man with his hands in his pockets and a calm expression.

"You... are the grim reaper?"

The black-haired girl asked subconsciously.

Hearing the girl's question, Flanders first asked, then understood. He chuckled and said, "I, am more powerful than the grim reaper. I am the demon god of fear!"

Flanders was half-joking. He thought that he was much more powerful than death. Even if he was not as powerful as death now, he was destined to surpass death in the future.

He had confidence in himself.

"Alright, feel the connection between us. You'll know who I am. Don't just sit here foolishly."

Hearing Flanders say this, the black-haired girl was stunned at first. Then, she calmed her heart and felt it.

A vague feeling appeared in her heart. Under the influence of this feeling, the black-haired girl seemed to see an unbreakable line that tightly bound her to Flanders.

"This is..."

The black-haired girl immediately understood. She stood up abruptly and looked at Flanders's back in disbelief.

"You were the scarecrow just now."

"Of course. What else do you think, grim reaper? Do you really think you're dead?"

Flanders walked to the side of the wild boar butcher. He squatted down and waved the sknife beast strange creature on the other party's arm with great interest as he mocked the black-haired girl without holding back.

"I..."

The black-haired girl stammered, not knowing what to say.

"Look around you. This is your own Domain. You're probably the first person in the world who can't even recognize her own domain."

"..."

At this moment, the black-haired girl realized that everything around her was so familiar. She did not know when, but Flanders had already removed his own Domain.

The feeling of being in control returned to the black-haired girl's hands once again.

With her power restored, the black-haired girl felt a little more confident. At the same time, she also understood that she was not dead.

With her nimble mind, she immediately understood something. The person in front of her who was toying with her father should have regained his rationality and taken control of his body without her knowing.

However, the other party did not stop the battle immediately. Instead, he suddenly stopped when he was about to give her the final blow.

A wicked person.