I am a Scarecrow and the Demon Lord of Terror! Chapter 61
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Chapter 61: Chapter 61 The Strange Scarecrow Doll
Emil put down the scarecrow doll and began to work for the day.
She was indeed a famous painter in school.
Just because of a strange scarecrow doll, she had a lot of inspiration.
The first work was painted with the scarecrow doll as the theme.
In a place where Emil could not see, the little scarecrow slowly turned its head.
The little scarecrow’s gaze touched Emil, then passed through her and landed on the scroll in front of Emil.
When Flanders saw the drawing board in front of Emil, he could not help but smile in satisfaction.
Not bad. He found such an amazing artist for the first time.
It was a good start.
Flanders was more confident in his next plan.
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But before that, he had to be prepared.
He opened the system interface and flipped to the skills tab.
Flanders purposefully opened Fear.
As his level increased, Fear’s effect became stronger.
At level 7, the entire skill had changed greatly.
For example, Flanders had no idea about the illusion created by Fear.
He had no idea what kind of terrifying scene the person who was inflicted with Fear was facing.
This was resolved when Fear reached level 5.
At level 7, Flanders was not only able to pry into other people’s illusions, but he was also able to interfere.
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This was also why Warfarin had only died once after being inflicted with Fear so many times.
This was because Flanders had intentionally controlled it to reduce the terror of the illusion.
However, even so, it was still a mistake in his operation. If he was not careful, Warfarin could have died instantly.
If it were not for Five Bone Abundance, which could extract vitality, Flanders would have almost lost this interesting and memorable collection of Warfarin.
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Flanders paid attention to Emil for a while and then withdrew his gaze. He needed more creators like Emil.
To increase his success rate, in the early stages, he would find some people with a darker style, or even those who were fans of terror, to be his pawns.
Without Flanders’ attention, the little scarecrow seemed to have lost its luster and became an ordinary little doll again.
Emil did not know all of this. She was currently immersed in her own creation and learning.
Perhaps the little scarecrow was strange enough to leave a deep impression on the first Emil she saw.
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This made the process of Emil’s first painting today exceptionally smooth.
It was as if it was a stroke of genius. Whether it was composition or coloring, there was not a trace of stagnation in the middle.
This extraordinarily perfect state made Emil a little obsessed.
When work was completed, Emil looked a little intoxicated.
What was going on? Why was he in such a good state today?
Emil looked at her work in disbelief.
She stood up and walked back, admiring the painting from a distance.
The content of the painting was straightforward. A scarecrow was standing on a wheat field at dusk.
The surrounding background painted the beauty of dusk perfectly. It was very artistic.
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And none of this was to set off the main character of the painting, the scarecrow.
Normally, this should be a very artistic and beautiful painting.
But the situation was the opposite — the more stylish the background, the stronger the sense of horror and strangeness of the whole painting.
This was because the scarecrow’s form and appearance were all made, according to Flanders himself.
This was also the reason why Emil had just obtained this little scarecrow doll.
Its seemingly ordinary body had a subtle distortion. This distortion caused the originally normal smile on its face to appear.
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No matter how one looked at it, this seemingly ordinary scarecrow looked very strange.
Combined with the entire scene, it was as if the sun had set and night had fallen. The scarecrow that was originally guarding the wheat fields had also come to life.
Yes, it had come to life.
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In Emil’s painting, the scarecrow seemed to have turned from a dead object into a living thing. It gave people a feeling that it was about to wake up and begin to move.
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Emil’s painting looked sparse and ordinary at first glance. There was nothing special about it. However, it was not an exaggeration to say that it was ordinary.
However, the more one looked at it carefully. The more one would feel that something was wrong.
When one was not paying attention, one would feel a creepy feeling in their heart.
The scarecrow in the painting would gradually come to life in one’s eyes. If one looked at it for a long time, one would even feel that the scarecrow was looking at one and smiling at one.
Even those with strong associative abilities would be able to see the scarecrow flying out of the painting and pouncing on you.
When you came back to your senses, you would be surprised to find that your back would feel cold, your body would be covered in a cold sweat, and the clothes on your back would be soaked in the sweat.
Perfect. It was obviously just casual work, but it surpassed all of her previous works.
After appreciating it, Emil became more and more satisfied with the newly completed painting in front of her…
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That was it for today.
Emil felt the fatigue in her body. She did not continue to draw another one.
She could not draw another one.
Emil thought so, so she obeyed her body and lay on the bed before midnight.
This work made her very satisfied and gave her a great sense of achievement.
With this satisfaction, she looked at the hero of all this, the scarecrow doll that suddenly appeared in her bedroom.
!!
Just by looking at it, the sleepiness in Emil’s mind instantly disappeared.
How was this possible?
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Her eyes widened, and her expression was a little frightened.
It turned out that after Flanders left, he did not control the scarecrow to return to its original appearance.
At this moment, the scarecrow was maintaining the posture of turning its head.
When Emil looked over, she happened to meet the scarecrow’s eyes.
Feeling frightened, Emil subconsciously hid under the blanket.
She hid under the blanket and secretly lifted a corner. Then, she looked at the little scarecrow through the gap.
Time passed little by little. Under Emil’s gaze, the scarecrow did not make any movements.
After a long time, there was still no movement. It was as if the little scarecrow was really just a scarecrow.
Could it be my misconception that this scarecrow was acting like this?
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After repeatedly confirming that the scarecrow really did not move, Emil could not help but suspect that she had misremembered.
It was late at night. Emil, who was lying in bed, could not suppress the sleepiness in her body.
Gradually, her upper eyelids began to look for her lower eyelids for a date.
The image of the scarecrow in her field of vision became more and more blurred and finally turned into darkness.
Before she went to bed, Emil vaguely saw that the scarecrow seemed to have become much larger.
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