<h4>Chapter 41: The Scarecrow’s Curse!</h4>


    The five of them went into battle, and all kinds of attacksnded on nders.


    How stupid. Was this the team led by the second-inmand of the Mage Association?


    It was hrious.


    nders’ gaze passed through the formation of mages, and his mocking gaze met Jarrosus’ eyes.


    The corners of his mouth split open.


    “You will pay for your arrogance!”


    “Hmph!”


    Jarrosus did not care about nders’ words. Many people had said that in the past, but he was still alive and well.


    nders retracted his gaze and looked at the mages who had surrounded him.


    Just a moment ago, he had even eliminated a mage from a branch.


    Such a shocking battle result had not attracted the attention of the other side.


    No, perhaps from the opponent’s point of view, this was the opponent’s attention.


    But it did not matter. It did not matter whether he paid attention to it or not. Some things had already been decided.


    Letting these strange attacks fall, nders did not have any thoughts of resisting.


    Because the curse had already been nted, he was already in an impossible position from the very beginning of this battle.


    Imagine a life-and-death battle. When one side was in a state where they would not be injured or lose, then the oue of this battle had already been revealed from the very beginning.


    The moment the attacknded on his body, nders could clearly feel that his movements had be sluggish.


    It was a strange feeling.


    Cursed Scarecrow’s effect allowed the cursed person to receive damage directly.


    But now, it seemed that something like a debuff, which would not cause substantial damage to the original body, would not fall on the cursed person.


    Sploosh!


    Arge amount of blood spurted out from Jarrosus’s body, not far away.


    He was originally calm, his expression was rxed, and he was as elegant as an old noble.


    He became a bloody person in the blink of an eye, and his body was covered in wounds.


    Cuts, burns, frostbite, blunt force trauma, and all sorts of other injuriesnded on Jarrosus’ body in an instant.


    His originally calm expression was reced by fear and doubt.


    [Fear Point + 8000]


    It was not that he did not react.


    In fact, the moment he felt danger, he had already taken protective measures against himself.


    However, that did not work. His defenses would not stop the curse.


    Therefore, the moment Jarrosus was hurt, he could not understand why his defense would fail.


    Jarrosus took a deep breath. He endured intense pain and grabbed the cane with both hands. He barely supported his body to prevent himself from falling.


    Looking at his intact clothes, he realized that he was an experienced magician.


    It was a curse! This scarecrow could actually curse!


    How was this possible?


    The scarecrow’s methods were moreplicated and strange than he had imagined.


    At this moment, he felt a little regretful. Before he came back, he had asked the little girl for more information about the scarecrow.


    A battle was not about purebat strength.


    Under certain circumstances, especially when the gap between the two sides was not particrly obvious, information was especially prominent.


    Often, a crucial piece of information could be used to turn the situation around.


    For example, at this moment, Jarrosus, as the core of his side, the most importantbat force, had suffered a great loss in the first battle, and his strength had been damaged.


    This had, in an invisible way, reducing the pressure on nders.


    “Sir Jarrosus!”


    The movements on Jarrosus’ side naturally caught the attention of his subordinates at the first moment.


    The five mages furthest away from nders gave up on chanting and quickly surrounded Jarrosus to protect him.


    The five mages around nders exchanged nces with each other and tacitly nned to retreat.


    “Hehehe...”


    Being distracted in battle was a big taboo. At times, it could even be lethal.


    Faced with such a big w, nders naturally would not let it go.


    Five bone abundance!


    The red thread connected nders to the five mages around him.


    After feeling that the tunnel had been sessfully opened, nders did not have any scruples and released his second wide-range skill.


    Storm of Crows!


    “Caw! Caw! Caw!”


    Crows emerged from nders’ body one after another and attacked the surrounding mages.


    The number of crows increased. In the blink of an eye, the mages’ field of vision was covered by the crows.


    The situation was reversed in an instant. nders, who had gained the advantage, did not waste time and continued to increase his offensive.


    Unlike the battle with the Sword King and the others, the enemy was powerful, especially with a B-ss Mage.


    This was the strongest person he had met since he came to this world.


    Moreover, he did not believe that the attack just now could take Jarrosus’ life.


    If he did not create enough advantages for himself before Jarrosus could react, then the situation could be reversed at any time.


    [Fear]


    [Fear points + 3,000]


    [Fear points + 4,000]


    [Fear points + 6,000]


    [Fear points + 5,000]


    [Fear points + 3,000]


    ...


    The lowest was 3,000. This also proved the strength of these mages.


    nders looked at them with some pity.


    Fat sheep, what a pity...


    Although he was a little reluctant, nders did not hesitate in his actions.


    nders’ fear only worked on these mages for a second.


    Then, it was dispelled by these experienced mages.


    nders was not surprised by this. It was more like everything was within his expectations.


    And his goal had been achieved.


    [Night cut]


    The huge sickle drew a full moon in the air.


    The five fountains sprayed out arge amount of bright red liquid in the next second, dyeing nders’ entire body red.


    nders was bing more and more adept at grasping the timing of the battle.


    He skillfully grasped the moment when these mages broke through the environment and ced the Grim Reaper’s scythe on their necks.


    The skull on the hilt of the magic sword Apophis on the back flickered with green light.


    This was an expression of his dissatisfaction.


    It was obvious that our newly joined partner was eager to show himself.


    nders patted it.


    “You’ll have a chance to appear, and it’ll be right away.”


    The scythe disappeared, and nders took the sword Apophis from his back.


    “You’re not an ordinary sword. As your first battle, you’ll have to find a decent opponent as a memento. Don’t you think so?”


    Green-light flickered. Upon hearing nders’ words, sword Apophis became excited.


    At this moment, only ten seconds had passed since the start of the battle.


    In these ten seconds, from being surrounded to being counterattacked, even Jarrosus couldn’t react in time.


    When he regained his senses, half of his proud subordinates had lost.


    “Bastard!”


    [Fear points + 10,000]