I am a Scarecrow and the Demon Lord of Terror! Chapter 115
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Chapter 115: The March Of Terror
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
“Ahhhh!”
Inside the death bus, the Black Hawk Squad that was about to launch an attack all let out shrill screams.
They all hugged their heads, their hands on their heads, faces, and bodies, scratching crazily.
Streaks of blood appeared on their bodies. They seemed to have no pain and kept hurting themselves.
“What is going on? What Happened?”
Edward, who had witnessed the entire process from beginning to end, looked at the strange and terrifying scene in front of him in horror.
It was not only him. The other passengers who were still alive also felt a chill down their spines when they saw this terrifying scene. They were extremely terrified.
At this moment, the arms of the three mages did not seem to belong to them. They gave off the feeling that the death bus was controlling them.
Drip!
Blood fell on the floor. The three mages had already torn their skin and flesh apart.
As the initiator of all this, Flanders was laughing very happily.
“Hahahaha!”
He waved his arm and used his huge sickle to clean up the arms that were wrapped around him. The sound of his laughter was so terrifying that it reached the ears of the other passengers.
At this moment, the passengers in the bus could not stand the torture of this fear.
A few passengers could smell the stench from their crotches. They were so scared that they could not control themselves.
There were also a few passengers who were lying on their seats, foaming at the mouth. They had already passed out.
Ding, ding, ding, ding
Pleasant music sounded from the outside and entered the bus.
Flanders turned his head. At this moment, the death bus had already entered the amusement park.
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The scene inside the amusement park kept flashing in front of his eyes, like a walking lantern.
It was time to leave.
The uneasiness in his heart grew stronger and stronger. Flanders made a prompt decision and opened the door of the Domain. Then, he threw the three mages he was torturing into the Domain.
After doing all this, Flanders did not leave quickly.
He was just preparing to leave.
Now that the way out had been opened, he naturally wanted to see what kind of danger was waiting for him.
In his line of sight, as the bus drove in, the entire amusement park seemed to come alive.
The music sounded, and the merry-go-round began to spin. Not far away, the huge ferris wheel flickered with neon lights and slowly began to spin.
The roller coaster that no one was on moved quickly on the railway track.
Not far away, a gloomy and terrifying castle was emitting a large amount of fog.
One could vaguely hear something whispering from within.
Dong! Bang!
At this moment, the sound of gongs and drums could be heard from not far away. Everyone looked towards the source of the sound and saw a group of dolls.
These dolls were all tattered and their appearances were also very strange.
Unlike the usual cute animal dolls, these animal dolls were made in a rather strange way.
Each animal seemed to have been disemboweled, with decorative organs hanging from its belly.
No, Flanders shook his head. At first glance, the exposed organs on these large dolls were all fake.
Because they fit perfectly with the set outside, but on closer inspection, Flanders found that the organs belonged to the living people inside the dolls.
Yes.
Yes, there were still living people inside the puppet, and these living people were now experiencing the feeling of their organs being exposed.
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Based on the freshness of the organs, Flanders judged the condition of the people inside the puppet.
Most of them had rotted, and the organs had withered, rotted, and even blackened.
Flanders narrowed his eyes. The situation was worse than he had imagined.
However, this malevolence was not directed at Flanders, but at the passengers on the bus.
No matter how dangerous the situation seemed, at least judging from the current situation, no one would be able to stop Flanders if he wanted to leave.
After feeling the state of the ‘door’ and confirming that it was still open and that he could leave at any time, Flanders felt slightly at ease.
This chapter is scrapped from readlightnovel.org
The content of the parade was not just the performing dolls. Surrounded by them, there were also floats one after another.
The appearance of this parade made the amusement park suddenly become lively.
After observing it, Flanders found that the direction of the parade was the same as the direction of the bus.
This meant that the two sides were going to clash soon. Flanders had a feeling that the bus of death should not and would not stop this parade.
“Amusement park! Domain! Parade! So many strange creatures!”
Seeing the parade, Edward’s face turned green. He was the only mage in the car.
Although he did not know the specifics, he knew that this situation was not to be trifled with.
The parade was getting closer and closer, and they were about to collide.
Feeling the aura of death, Edward did not give up at this critical moment.
He took out his life-saving trick — playing dead.
If you met a bear in the wild, and you could not outrun the bear or escape, there was a way to save you, and that was to play dead.
As for strange creatures, compared to living people, they had no interest in the dead at all.
Basically, other than the more special strange creatures, there was strange creature that was interested in the dead.
Therefore, playing dead was a feasible method.
Of course, Edward’s playing dead was not an ordinary playing dead.
Strange creatures were not animals. They were very sensitive to life and death.
The regular playing dead might be able to deceive the animals, but it could never deceive the strange creature.
Edward took out a human-skin umbrella. He opened it and put it on his shoulder.
This was the strange creature that he had subdued.
Edward’s actions attracted Flanders’s attention.
Under his curious gaze, the living aura on Edward’s body disappeared the moment he opened the umbrella.
The most amazing thing was that his body was now visible to the naked eye. Large patches of lividity appeared, and there was a faint smell of decay in it.
It could be said that the current Edward was no different from a real corpse.
It was as if he was really a dead person and one that had been dead for a long time.
As for the other passengers who were ordinary people, they did not have such magical means.
They could only watch the parade, which was full of strange creatures, continuously approaching them, but they could not do anything.
Those who had been unconscious before were fortunate, but those who were conscious, their eyes were wide open and bloodshot. Their faces were distorted with fear.
The only thing they could rely on and pray for now was the death bus that had trapped them here, hoping that the bus would keep the parade out.
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