I am a Scarecrow and the Demon Lord of Terror! Chapter 125
Advertisement
Chapter 125: 125
Chapter 125: Strange and Bizarre Way of Dying
Jerry’s face did not look good at the moment. His heart was beating fast, and his breathing became rapid.
What he wanted to do the most now was to immediately smash the mirror in his hand.
But he could not do it. The strange creature would not disappear so easily, and he could not do it either, because this was the property of the Mage Association.
Not to mention, he had so many subordinates watching him from the side, and he was full of confidence just now.
As a middle-aged man and a leader, he really could not afford to lose face!
Thinking of this, Jerry could only grit his teeth and continue watching. He widened his eyes, afraid that he would turn his head away and reveal something embarrassing.
And Jerry’s appearance did indeed save his face. When his subordinates saw this scene, they could not help but secretly admire him.
The branch head was the branch head. As expected of a veteran mage of 20 years!
Facing such a terrifying scene, he actually widened his eyes and watched, not wanting to miss any details.
There was nothing more to say, only admiration and admiration.
As expected of the branch head, he was really too strong, easily doing what we did not dare to do.
These investigators did not know what Jerry was thinking, nor did they know the fear in Jerry’s heart.
Jerry was also left with no way out. As long as he gritted his teeth, the police station in his heart finally finished watching the entire process of number 7’s death.
After seeing it, he finally understood why number seven had become such a black charred corpse.
His experience before his death was even more terrifying than the legendary hell!
But after reading it, the doubts in Jerry’s heart did not decrease at all.
Advertisement
Not only did it not decrease, it even increased,
Number 7’s death was obviously under some kind of attack.
But he was surrounded by his own teammates. How did the enemy bypass his teammates and directly attack number 7?
Jerry’s mind was full of question marks.
He knew that this person must have some kind of special method.
But in his 20 years of experience as a mage, he had never seen such a strange method!
He had never even heard of it.
What kind of method was it that could make people fear to the extreme, and even directly break down and torture themselves to death.
Especially when number 7 was burned by the fire and could still shout ‘scarecrow’ a few times, Jerry had to say that he was scared.
That scene, that scene was really too horrifying.
If an ordinary person saw it, they would probably leave a psychological shadow that could never be erased, and then their mind would be severely damaged, and they might even become a lunatic from then on.
Thinking about it carefully, did he actually see a similar method.
No, from a different perspective, was there any known method that could achieve a similar effect?
It seemed like there was?
If he really wanted to find a similar method, there were still some clues.
In Jerry’s 20 years of experience, there was only one method that could do it, and that was the curse of the wizards.
However, there was a new problem involved. After cursing someone to death, they could not get up again.
They would not be like number 7, who was clearly dead, jumping in the flames, or even talking.
So, in the end, there was still nothing.
Without any clues or clues, Jerry felt that he had to work overtime today.
Whenever he encountered such a situation, he would have to work overtime to look up information.
Advertisement
Thinking of this, Jerry touched his big forehead, which no longer had any hair. He took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.
This was in front of his subordinates, so he could not be too awkward.
Thus, he calmed his emotions and said to his subordinates,
“Seal the scene immediately. No one is allowed to come near without my order!”
After that, he said to the secretary who had arrived behind him,
“Where are the remaining two death spots? Bring me to them quickly!”
This chapter is scrapped from readlightnovel.org
Although he said that, Jerry was praying in his heart.
‘one is enough for that horrible death just now. I hope the remaining two can be a little more normal. Please don’t do it a few more times.’
Jerry was afraid that if he saw a few more of the same level of fear, he might really lose control in front of his subordinates.
“Yes!”
The investigators under him answered in unison, and the secretary came to Jerry’s side and led Jerry to the other two places.
At this moment, Jerry suddenly realized that after that, he could not recall any of the information he had read in the car in a short period of time. He had completely forgotten about it.
Fortunately, he did not know much about it himself, so he asked his secretary on the way.
“How’s the investigation going in those two places?”
“The second place of death, the dead were number 5, number 6, number 11, and number 12. They died by the roadside…”
On the way, the secretary briefly introduced the situation to Jerry and helped him recall some of the information he had read before.
The second place of death was a country road.
Four bodies were scattered on the side of the road. Each of their faces was twisted to the extreme as if they had experienced unimaginable fear before they died!
“What did you find out from the investigation?”
After arriving at the scene, Jerry immediately asked the investigator in charge.
The person being asked was also a veteran. His face was extremely serious, and he was already trying his best to suppress his fear and keep himself calm.
But even so, his voice could still be heard trembling.
“These four mages from the Black Hawk Squad were toyed with by an unknown enemy. Facing the enemy at this position, the four mages did not have the slightest strength to resist and were easily burned to death.”
As he spoke, the investigator explained to Jerry.
Looking at this ability, Jerry could not help but nod in his heart. These experienced old investigators were still reliable.
After praising in his heart, Jerry listened to the man’s report seriously.
“One of them was in the most serious condition. His psychological defense had completely collapsed and he chose to commit suicide in the end!”
Once he said this, Jerry’s eyelids twitched non-stop.
There was such a thing!
What kind of terrifying thing had happened?
It was actually able to make a member of an elite team with extraordinary strength break down from fear, and even choose to commit suicide to escape.
What kind of existence was their enemy?
The more Jerry thought about it, the more horrified he felt, and the more terrifying he felt.
This was an experienced mage, and not someone who had just become a mage not too long ago!
Jerry looked at the corpse, following the investigator’s finger.
It was still a suicide shot.
Advertisement
- In Serial76 Chapters
The Purple Jade Palace: The Hummingbird's Plan
When Teal helps an injured soldier by hand-delivering a scroll to the Emperor, he is offered a place in the Emperor's harem for his courage and efforts. Teal is of Lombock descent however, a cannibalistic race of beings who were believed to have died out. Having grown up on the outskirts of the Empire, Teal finds adjusting to life as the Emperor's concubine difficult and as he begins to learn about his origins, he also stumbles on old dark secrets lurking in the palace. Traitorous spies, unfinished disputes, and old enemies from neighboring kingdoms hide in plain sight within the palace walls, all threatening to ignite Teal's true identity and with it, cause the return of a race of beings who once controlled the world with horrific consequences. The only way out? A possible alliance with a defiant and strong-willed princess and a group of magical assassins who wish to control the world as they see fit. Please don't be shy. Feel free to comment if you enjoy the story. Feedback is always welcome! Artwork for cover purchased from Canstock: by 'AtelierSommerland' I'm currently working on Book Two. I won't post book two until I have a decent amount written. Current word count on book two is 43,000 so you know I am working on it (19/5/22)
8 157 - In Serial26 Chapters
I awoke as the hero of Oakvale
This is a fanfiction about the Fable 1 games hero. What if you the one playing the game for years woke up as the protagonist one year before Oakvale's destruction. Awakening with few memories of his previous life Arn realizes he is living as the protagonist of his previously favorite game. Remembering nothing else but his gameplay and a few skills gained while growing up he seeks to change events. After all, what kind of hero could turn his back knowingly on his new loving family?
8 76 - In Serial75 Chapters
(First Draft Old Version) Ruins Of Isulia ~ Book 1 : Awakening of the Emarine
My updated version has been released but this version is still getting views so I will leave it up for now. This is the old (First draft) version. Go check out my latest version. **************** Creatures once believed to be legend have invaded the kingdom of Vulkira. King Erik must overcome this crushing responsibility or let it consume his people. A haunting past eats away at the Queen of Xer. Cara is hellbent on protecting the ones she loves and the future of her kingdom. Balancing the greater good, she fights to keep her head above the waves of guilt. In a remote town, Henry, an energetic bookworm is thrust into the world as chaos engulfs his once seemingly peaceful world. His lord has a task for him, one in which will change his life forever. Wars brew, betrayal is at each corner, shadows step into the light, a supernatural force awaits the time to strike. Awakening an ancient civilization from their past may be their only hope now. A spiraling doom awaits the world of Isulia. **************** I put the gore and traumatizing warnings not because my book is overly gory. However, there are a few moments that may be traumatizing to some people. As for the gore, it shows up fairly often but not extensively. I've always loved violence in movies and books, (The Boys, Banshee, Kingdom of heaven, Vikings, etc.) I am descriptive of the scenes with gore. So be warned :) I have multiple MC and as a nooby writer, I've had a harder time writing from a female POV. Just a heads up. Don't kill me if I make the woman in my book seem weird. If you'd like to consider supporting my work, there is a link to my Patreon.
8 173 - In Serial22 Chapters
Dungeon Tale
A young man dies, a new core arises. Kyle Branson after a long night of drinking his sorrows away, wakes up in a strange place instead of his bedroom. In a strange body that is not human he tries to make sense of his existence, but also enjoying the trip. With his new powers he posseses he can get almost everything he wants and if can't get it, he will take it. Money is good to have, power to.... but a man's got to do what a man's got to do.
8 131 - In Serial30 Chapters
Rotten Æther (LitRPG-lite)
A young elf, raised by necromancer wolves, seeks a place in the mercenary companies that hunt magical monsters to protect the people of the kingdom, while unravelling the mysteries behind the destruction of her old village. My village was burned to the ground by raiders and I'm forced to survive the wilds alone, overcoming the cold, hungry winters and fighting off the animals that are themselves looking for a meal. I rely on my necromancy, a magic my mother had me swear to never use, and learn other magics too, just to survive. What will I find returning to my village? What sort of world exists beyond it? I seek to refine my strength and find a new home in this strange and violent world. This time, I won't let my home burn. (LItRPG elements showing up throughout the story with in-world skillbooks, first dozen chapters Syr has no access to said skillbook)
8 114 - In Serial22 Chapters
Scholar of the Fog
Leaving a trail of blood as he climbed up a hill, his limbs felt like lead. He was gasping too, his lungs burning with every step he took. It felt like a bundle of broken glass was scraping away the inner walls of his flesh. He was dying, obvious to both him and his pursuers. And it would not be long till he dropped dead as he bled away. If not, the people chasing him would surely finished what they had came for. It was as if the Gods themselves had already predestined his fate. He took one step forward and stood at the peak of the hill. He let his legs rest as he could barely go on. Heaving deep breaths, he could hear sneering voices and shouts behind him. They were close, and the grim realization stoked the embers of his most primal fear. He did not want to die. He had dreams, like any other youth. There was glory to be had in this world. He wanted to learn more of life, and lived through its motions. He wanted to live. He swept his gaze, and across him was a spanning forest of old. With a glint in his eyes, and jaws clenched, he decided to gamble with all he had. He was dying, and by now, it did not matter where his grave was. He ran down the hill, and stopped where the plains and the forest met. His eyes swept about the trees, and he could feel an instinctual urge to drag himself away. He knew what this forest was, and here, he would find his salvation. Or his doom. The voices behind him grew closer, and among the noise was the faint clanging of steel. Gritting his teeth, he ousted all the will he had from the depths of his soul and stepped forth into the forest. Damned he be by the Gods if they wanted him dead. -new synopsis 10/6/2016 ---------- A new chapter would be released every friday. And the quality of writing should improve each time, hopefully. Another important thing to mention is how the story as of now, is only a bedrock for a massive world if it ever gets there. (CH18) And if possible, reviews are very much appreciated. ---------- For the ones who are interested in the old synopsis: With one foot in the grave, he ran away for that little bit of hope. Exhausted and bleeding, it was only a matter of time until he passed out. By then, his fate would be sealed and he would be no more. Thus, he had to make a decision that might just save his life. It was a gamble, he knew, but he had no He ran into the forbidden forest where no man had ever come back. He headed within, intending to scare his pursuers away. But they persisted in their chase, hounding him down until he was forced to take a step of no return. There, in the darkest depths of the forest, was the ghastly fog and behind him where men who wanted his head. Left with nothing else, he stepped forth and crossed the boundary of the living and the dead. Henceforth, his fate was forever changed. No longer just a scholar, but something more…
8 175

