I am a Scarecrow and the Demon Lord of Terror!
chapter-143

What was there?

Something was attracting him.

Flanders cleaned up the scene and walked toward the place that was emitting temptation.

The pitch-black sickle scratched the wall, emitting sparks.

Flanders was now very curious. What was it?

What was it that could have such a temptation and attraction?

He did not even see it. There was a distance between him and it, but it could make his body desire it.

What on Earth could it be?

This feeling of being attracted for the first time, the first reaction of his body before his consciousness, filled Flanders with curiosity.

Sword Apophis also had the same thought.

But after experiencing the initial agitation, it calmed down.

It seemed to know something, but it was very clear that no matter what it was, it would not belong to it in the end.

The only one who could get that thing was its owner, the strange creature Flanders.

As the intensity got closer and closer, the temptation became more and more intense, and Flanders's curiosity became more and more intense.

Passing through the alley, Flanders's purpose seemed to be very remote, and there did not seem to be many people around him.

His gaze landed on a dilapidated small villa.

The courtyard had long been dilapidated. Weeds grew everywhere. All kinds of plants were everywhere. It was obvious that no one had paid attention to it for a long time.

However, this small villa was a little more exquisite than he had imagined. If one ignored the unsightly appearance, one would discover that the villa should have been very luxurious.

It could be seen that this family had been glorious in the past, but now it seemed to have a problem.

And what made Flanders the most curious was that there did not seem to be anyone living around here.

Flanders looked around and found that this was the only place that had people living here.

"Wait, this place seems a little familiar?"

Flanders looked around carefully and seemed to have noticed something.

"So it's here!"

Flanders seemed to have understood something and looked in another direction. When that familiar building passed through the gaps between the few villas and landed in Flanders's eyes, he understood.

This was really a coincidence. He did not expect to come here.

"Looks like after obtaining this last house, I should be able to return."

This was not just any other place. It was precisely the villa district that Warfarin had purchased.

The reason why there was no one around was mainly that most of the people who still lived here had been scared away by Flanders.

As for the rest, they either did not live here in the first place and only used this place occasionally. They did not use it very often, or they were like the one in front of Flanders. They did not have the ability to move to another place anymore.

Flanders directly stepped through the door of this family and walked inside.

He followed his feeling and quickly found his target.

Through the window, he saw a girl with a numb expression writing her homework on the table. She looked very normal.

Normally, Flanders would not even look at people in this state.

People without emotions, no matter how good-looking they were, were just skin bags. To Flanders, they were just like silicone dolls.

But now, Flanders felt something from them.

Flanders did not go in immediately. He wanted to see what was attracting him.

He was very curious, very curious, very curious.

It should be known that this place was not far from Warfarin's villa, but this situation had never happened to him before.

This would be rather strange.

Was this thing that attracted always been here, or only recently?

If it was here in the first place, then the reason was him.

If he thought about it, the comparison between him and before was the change in his strength.

Before, he was only a C rank strange creature, but now he was a B+ rank.

There was no other difference apart from strength.

If it was later, then Flanders would be very curious about what had happened to create this thing.

However, no matter which situation it was, Flanders would have to personally investigate it and find out what attracted him. Only then would he be able to get an answer.

If he really did not understand, there was still the existence of Sword Apophis.

With this encyclopedia-like subordinate, Flanders would not be so blind as to not know anything.

And just as Flanders made a move and was about to enter, something happened inside first.

A man who was as fat as a pig walked in from outside.

As soon as the man entered, he grabbed the girl who was doing her homework. Then, without caring about the girl's reaction, he threw the girl on the bed.

The girl was stunned at first. When she was thrown onto the bed, the man pressed down on her body and started to tear her clothes, she finally realized what the man was going to do to her.

Waving her arms, the girl began to resist.

It was clearly a father-daughter relationship, but in the man, there was not the slightest bit of responsibility as a father.

There was only a beast in heat.

And what surprised Flanders was that this man also exuded that attraction.

What was going on?

Without understanding the situation, Flanders stood rooted to the spot and chose to continue observing.

And very soon, under Flanders's probing gaze, another person walked in.

From the looks of it, the other party should be the wife of this fat pig, and also the mother of the girl who was currently being pressed down by the fat pig.

There was a hint of urgency on the woman's face, and she was holding an astonishing machete in one hand.

It was a huge bone-scraping knife, and with the woman's body size, it was particularly eye-catching.

What surprised Flanders the most was that the moment this woman appeared, the special attraction reached its peak.

Flanders's body was moving closer to the window.

Flanders finally opened his mouth and revealed his existence.

"I smell fear. Is that you, little one?"

After saying this, fear not only emanated from the girl, but also from the fat pig and the woman.

At this moment, something extraordinary. Flanders actually could not smell the smell of fear from the woman.

The woman had gotten rid of her fear of him.

Flanders looked at her in surprise, but the woman looked at him fearlessly.

The two of them looked at each other.

The woman seemed to have thought of something. She quickly waved the bone-scraping knife in her hand and slashed at the fat man.

The woman did not slash at him aimlessly. Instead, she slashed at the back of the fat man's head from above.

Compared to here, the other fatal parts of the fat man looked very lethal. In fact, they were all wrapped in thick grease as a buffer. One slash might not be able to kill him.

Therefore, compared to the bone scraping knife, against the fat man, a knife with stronger penetrating power was actually more suitable.