I am a Scarecrow and the Demon Lord of Terror!
chapter-222

"Ahhh!!"

At this moment, not only did little snake see Flanders's transformation, even the village chief and the others behind him saw it as well.

When had they ever seen such a scene?

Previously, just the little snake's human speech had almost scared them to the point of fainting on the spot.

And the scene before them, how could the little snake's human speech compare?

A young man who had grown up to be gentle and refined had turned into a scarecrow in front of them just like that. This had completely overturned their worldview. They immediately knelt on the ground trembling and pointed at Flanders, unable to speak at all.

"This... this, this!"

The village chief and a few villagers' eyes were red with fear.

One of the villagers was so scared that he was foaming at the mouth on the spot and had lost his breath.

It could not be helped. This villager was already old and his heart was not that good. He could not take such an impact at all.

Ka ka ka!

The scarecrow's sawtooth-like voice was heard.

That tall and skinny figure gave everyone a huge invisible pressure.

Most importantly, the scarecrow's appearance was even more terrifying.

Especially on his face, an extremely terrifying smile appeared. The corners of his mouth curled up to his ears. It was extremely abnormal.

The scarecrow's laughter rang out.

The little snake, who had been awe-inspiring just a moment ago, actually started to tremble. Its pair of vertical pupils were about to shrink into needles.

This was not because it was frightened by Flanders's appearance.

Instead, after he recovered his appearance, he threw out a Fear.

One had to know that even a B+ rank mage like Lyle could not withstand this skill of his and wanted to commit suicide on the spot. Needless to say, the little snake, who only had the strength of a C rank, was only trembling at the beginning.

After a few seconds, the little snake lay on the ground and rolled around.

The village chief behind saw this and became even more terrified.

In their eyes, the little snake was already quite terrifying. It could speak human language, spit fire, and release poison. It was very powerful. However, this little snake, which was very terrifying in their eyes, actually had no way of resisting in front of this scarecrow.

They did not even see how this scarecrow attacked.

Then, the small snake began to writhe painfully on the ground.

It seemed like it only took a glance?

This was too terrifying!!

The village chief and a few villagers all shrank into a corner, not daring to come out.

Especially the village chief, whose face was even paler.

He kept feeling that he would be scared to death in the next moment.

First, there was the little snake, then that old man Garros. This was challenging his worldview every time, and now, there was this scarecrow that was even more terrifying, which made him walk on the verge of collapse.

"Let me go! Let me go!!"

The little snake cried out in pain.

"Task tsk tsk."

Flanders glanced at the villagers behind him, and a plan appeared in his mind.

Then, he pretended to eliminate the evil for the people and said coldly, "you've done so many evil deeds and killed so many innocent lives, and you still want me to let you go?"

After saying that, Flanders waved his hand.

A huge black scythe was reflected in the little snake's eyes.

"Don't kill me!"

"Don't kill me! I'm willing to do anything for you!"

The little snake became even more afraid and cried out in fear.

But it was already useless.

Today, Flanders was destined to 'eliminate evil for the people'.

However, he still listened to the little snake's request.

When he saw the pleading look in the little snake's eyes, his heart became more and more excited. He could not help but reveal a smile on his scarecrow-filled face. However, in the little snake's eyes, that smile was a little cruel.

At this moment, the little snake was in despair.

The pleading look in his eyes slowly turned into despair.

And this change was what Flanders liked to see the most. He became more and more excited.

In the end, he could not hold it in any longer. The scythe in his hand directly fell from the sky.

Night Cut.

The villagers behind only saw countless knife lights flashing. When they focused their gazes on it, the little snake, whom they respected as a lord, had already been cut into countless small pieces.

It was as if it could not be any more dead.

They were originally getting more and more terrified.

However, when they heard the scarecrow say that he wanted to eliminate the harm for the people, the villagers actually felt a lot more at ease for some reason.

After all, weren't they 'people'?

"Come out."

"I've already killed this little snake."

Flanders smiled as he looked towards that corner.

As soon as he finished speaking, the villagers raised their heads and stared blankly at the scarecrow, their faces filled with disbelief.

Did they hear wrongly?

Was this scarecrow really only here to save them?

Did he really have no intention of harming them?

It was not just the villagers, even the village chief was the same.

He simply could not believe his ears.

This young man was here to save them?

Thinking carefully, this young man... No, this scarecrow had indeed never harmed them from the moment they met. It had always been them who wanted to harm this scarecrow.

"You... Really don't blame us?"

The village chief's trembling voice came through.

"Don't worry, I know that you were forced by this little snake. There's nothing you can do about it... Moreover, my heart is very big. I won't blame you because of this. After all, no matter what the process was like, I did not suffer any harm, right?"

Flanders smiled and opened his arms at the same time.

This should make him seem more amiable... Flanders thought to himself.

As expected.

After he said this, the village chief and the others only hesitated for two seconds before they stood up and walked over.

It was already time.

As he walked forward, the village chief looked at the scarecrow with great guilt.

Although this scarecrow looked very scary, he did not expect it to be so good... the village chief and a few villagers felt a trace of guilt.

However, they did not see it.

When they got up and walked over, a strange look flashed in the scarecrow's eyes.

"You're such a good person. Thank you so much..."

The village chief walked up to Flanders. Before he could finish his sentence, he felt a sharp pain in his arm.

Then, he was horrified to find that his arm had been chopped off.

The village chief raised his head in a daze.

He only saw the corners of the scarecrow's mouth rising, as well as the endless madness and excitement in its eyes.

Then, the intense pain really hit him.

The village chief instantly collapsed to the ground, clutching his wound as he cried out in pain.

"You... you... you... you..."

When the few villagers behind him saw this, they all started to panic.

One after another, they retreated.

Their faces were deathly pale.

At this moment, they were filled with extreme regret.

"Hahahaha!!!"

Contrary to their expressions, at this moment, Flanders was simply as excited as he could be, and he directly laughed out loud.

It was so funny.

It was so funny!

This group of old men, they actually believed him!