Chapter 122: The Guardian Scarecrow With Endless Potential

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Flanders left a Guardian Scarecrow on the bus so that he could sense everything inside the death bus at any time.

Guardian Scarecrow was also a very magical and powerful skill. Its range was that it did not have a range. It could ignore distance and transmit information that could be sensed by vision, hearing, and smell to Flanders’s mind whenever he wanted to know.

The only flaw was that it could not ignore the world. If it could cross Domains and cross worlds, Flanders’s operation this time would really be a joke.

As long as it was not too much stronger than Flanders, Flanders would be able to transfer himself to another world before he died.

However, this was not something that he could not look forward to. After all, Guardian Scarecrow was only level 5, and there was still a lot of room for improvement.

Thinking of this, Flanders could not wait to use all of his fear points to level up the scarecrow.

Night Cut.

A large amount of blood splattered on number 1’s neck. Since his two companions had died one after another, how could this captain survive in this world alone?

How did number 2 die?

It was a long story. To put it simply, when number 2 encountered a world that was similar to the real world, there was nothing unusual at first. However, just as Flanders was about to continue walking, number 2 suddenly stopped breathing.

Without a doubt, it was a rather strange world that could kill people without being noticed.

Thus, Flanders became even more vigilant.

Although he had the Guardian Scarecrow skill with him, allowing him to return to the death bus at any time.

However, who knew if these terrifying existences in the Domain had any tricks up their sleeves that could make him die without even having the chance to react.

As it concerned his own life, Flanders felt that it was best to be careful.

After dealing with number 1, Flanders looked around. Outside the bus was a remote forest road.

The current world was around four or five o’clock in the morning. The sky was still bright, and there was no one on the road.

After determining the direction, Flanders teleported away from here.

Not long after Flanders left, the death bus closed the back door again.

If one was careful, they would find out when and what the death bus was doing. As long as the door was open, they would have to wait for a period of time before it was closed again.

Therefore, after Flanders left, the back door of the death bus was not closed immediately.

It also gave some ‘people’ a chance to make use of it.

After Flanders left, the death bus was quiet, as if there was really no living person.

However, just as the back door was about to close, Edward, who was already a corpse, suddenly jumped up!

The moment the back door closed, he quickly ran out!

“Phew! Phew! Phew! I finally survived that damn place.”

Looking at the sunlight outside, tears of joy fell from the corners of Edward’s eyes.

After Edward got off the bus, the appearance of the death bus gradually blurred, and it continued to drive in the darkness.

No one knew where it would go...

What kind of terrifying Domain would the next stop be...

After getting off the bus and seeing the normal world outside, Edward laid down in the middle of the road, breathing heavily.

Until now, he still had not recovered from the joy of surviving this disaster.

He actually got off the death bus!

Even he himself felt unreal when he said this.

Thinking about the process and the bitterness along the way, the tears at the corners of Edward’s eyes really could not be stopped.

This was really not easy!

The death bus was already dangerous enough, and they had encountered one thing after another. First, the scarecrow strange creature one, then the horror parade that even the death bus could not stop.

Originally, Edward could have survived the horror parade by relying on the human-skinned umbrella.

However, the condition was that there was no scarecrow strange creature on the bus.

He had never expected that the scarecrow and the horror parade would actually fight each other.

Both sides were so strong that could crush him with a flick of their fingers. Facing the aftermath of the battle between the two, Edward could not withstand it at all.

In the end, he could only be filled with frustration and helplessness. He was instantly shocked to death by the blood-red princess’s scream.

Fortunately, Edward had made a great contribution before and had applied for a good treasure from the Mage Association – a scapegoat doll.

As long as the damage to the corpse was less than 50%, it could be resurrected once.

This kind of thing was a variant of the voodoo doll that was refined by the wizards through a special secret method.

Wizards were now classified as mages. They were different from ordinary mages. Ordinary mages pursued strange creatures for the sake of their own strength.

More often than not, they would study magic assiduously.

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However, wizards were the exact opposite. They did not pursue strange creatures but wanted to make themselves into strange creatures.

The sorcery-type spells that they studied had a variety of effects and were very special.

The various dolls in the voodoo doll series were a by-product of these wizards’ research on the path to becoming strange creatures.

The nature of these dolls was close to strangeness, so they had one very special ability after another.

The only pity was that some dolls were one-time consumables that would be useless after they were used up.

And the scapegoat doll was one of them.

Through this tool, Edward successfully held on until Flanders found the right path.

Only then was he lucky enough to leave the death bus alive.

“That scarecrow strange creature is too terrifying. Through its performance, it seems to be at least a C rank strange creature. No, it should be something above B- rank strange creature.”

Edward thought about it and raised his evaluation of the strange creature. After all, he was only a D+ magician. His knowledge was generally not good enough to understand Flanders’s strength.

“I don’t know where it went. I hope the people there are safe.”

Feeling the vibration under his body, Edward stood up and walked to both sides of the road.

“No, I have to quickly inform my superiors about this news!”

With this thought in mind, Edward forcefully lifted his weak body. As he walked along the road, he took out his phone.

“Hello? Who Is It? I am investigating a case!”

The call was quickly picked up. Edward heard the familiar voice of his boss.

His temper was as hot-tempered as ever, and his temper was as impatient as ever.

However, these small details that would normally make him feel uncomfortable were so cute in Edward’s eyes now.

He had never felt that his boss’s voice was as pleasant as it was now.

His voice sounded better than the moaning Eisen’s wife made in bed next door.