I am a Scarecrow and the Demon Lord of Terror!
chapter-118

Flanders had originally planned to open the 'door' and leave this place, but something unexpected happened at this moment.

The terrifying parade had started a dispute and internal strife on their side.

The reason was unknown.

But there was one thing that Flanders could be sure of. He had originally thought that these dolls were made by the bloody princess, but now it seemed that this was not the case.

There should be someone else who made the dolls, and the blood-red princess's position in the entire parade was rather awkward.

She seemed to have a very high position, but there should at least be an even more terrifying person controlling the entire situation. It was even possible that the blood-red princess was just a toy in the other party's hands.

Before he could think any further, the blood-red princess had completely gone mad.

"Mine! You're mine! Give it to me! Give it to me!!"

The blood-red princess's voice became ferocious and terrifying. She kept roaring in her rotting mouth as waves of power attacked Flanders.

"Mine! You're mine! Give it to me! Give it to me!"

Since she would move even if he bit her, it was safer to spit her out instead of letting her mess around in his mouth.

Thus, Flanders let go of the restraints on the blood-red princess and spat her head out.

"Mine! You're mine! Give it to me! Give it to me!!"

After escaping, the blood-red princess was still screaming crazily. Her red veil fluttered upwards, revealing her exquisite and terrifying face.

The blood-red princess was very beautiful. Her facial features were upright, and her skin was snow-white and delicate.

However, her eyes were pitch-black, and there were red tears at the corners of her eyes. They did not fall even though they were hanging, making her look extremely strange.

Her hands grew red nails that were as sharp as knives. As she resisted the powerful pulling force of the ribbon, she kept scratching Flanders's body.

The red nails kept scratching Flanders's body, making ear-piercing sounds as if they were scratching against metal.

At this moment, Flanders finally understood something. He looked at the blood-red Princess's ferocious face.

Under this terrifying expression, Flanders felt a familiar feeling -- fear.

Yes, it was fear, and Flanders dared to swear that he definitely felt it.

Although the source of the other party's fear was not Flanders himself, so Flanders could not sense the fear in the other party's body, but he could be sure that the other party's heart was filled with fear.

In terms of familiarity with fear, Flanders was confident that no one in this world could surpass him.

Flanders, who grew up using fear as nourishment, could be said to be an authoritative expert in fear.

It was precisely because of this that Flanders could not help but wonder, what was the relationship between the blood-red princess and this horror parade?

And what did the other party want from him? She had this fear and wanted him so badly.

Flanders watched the bloody princess's final struggle quietly.

The other party seemed to want that thing from him, and he wanted it desperately!

But it was not easy, and it was not realistic.

Indeed, objectively speaking, the blood-red princess was very strong.

It was the strongest strange creature that Flanders had encountered since he became a strange creature.

It was also the strongest existence that Flanders had ever encountered. Even Garros, that B rank old mage, was unable to give Flanders such pressure.

However, the blood-red princess did it.

Just because the blood-red princess was powerful did not mean that Flanders was weak.

Not only was Flanders not weak, but his strength was also improving every day. On the contrary, he was also an outstanding existence among the strange creatures.

Although he could not be said to be a top-tier existence, he was definitely not weak enough to be played around with by others.

Not to mention, now that he had activated Devil Conquerer, this was one of Flanders's life-saving skills.

Although there were quite a few side effects after the end, the huge price was often accompanied by a powerful effect.

With such a huge increase in strength, Flanders did not feel any unease at all. The sense of security brought about by the sudden increase in strength made Flanders wish he could stay in this state forever.

Unfortunately, he could not ask for it.

And in this situation, with the blood-red princess being pulled and being rejected by the Domain, Flanders, who was her enemy, was even less afraid of her.

If the enemy was hindered and could not display her strength, then it could be considered that he was displaying his extraordinary strength.

It could be said that the weakening of the enemy was a disguised strengthening of his side.

Under the stalemate, Flanders began to take over the cold bit by bit.

The huge scythe had long disappeared and was replaced by Sword Apophis.

"As you command, master!"

The moment Sword Apophis appeared, he greeted Flanders respectfully.

"Sword, show me your strength and pierce through my enemy."

"Your will is my command!"

Dark red energy fog surged into Sword Apophis's body.

After the green-glowing skull received the energy, the green light turned into a dim yellow light. It looked like an old general who had come to an end. Its entire body was filled with the aura of death, giving off an even more terrifying feeling.

After the energy was poured in, Sword Apophis used the sword technique that he had learned from humans to strengthen Flanders'next attack.

In order to adapt to Flanders's Devil Conquerer state, Sword Apophis also began to grow bigger.

Flanders held his magic sword and swung it at the blood-red princess without hesitation.

Creak creak!

Due to Flanders'movements, the death bus's body kept changing shape, producing an unpleasant, ear-piercing sound of metal changing shape.

The sword flashed and a small cut appeared on blood-red princess's body.

Strangely, what spurted out of blood-red princess's body was not fresh blood or even liquid, but large masses of red lines of death.

It looked extremely strange!

The death bus was indeed a very special strange creature.

Although it could not withstand the impact of the terror parade, this Domain could not hold it back either.

No matter what happened on the bus, no matter how fierce the battle was, no matter how terrifying it was.

The death bus did not stop. In fact, it was a little slow as it continued forward.

At this moment, it was almost at the edge of the Domain.

The body of the death bus was covered in blood and flesh. There were large patches of blood stains everywhere, making it look extremely ferocious.

These traces were left behind when the dolls passed through and plundered the passengers.

However, the speed of the death bus was not affected at all.

At this speed, the death bus would be able to leave this amusement park Domain in about ten seconds.

Seeing that the blood-red princess was about to be taken out of the amusement park by the death bus, the power from the white ribbon became stronger and stronger.

Looking at the taut ribbon, Flanders did not let go of this opportunity. He planned to send her flying in one go.