Chapter 290 - The Skills That Flanders Had His Eyes On Would Not Be Able To Escape

Although Quentin did not know exactly what kind of strange abilities the scarecrow in front of him had, this did not delay him from adding a magic shield to himself.

Seeing that Quentin had put a magic shield on himself, Flanders was unhappy. He had his eyes on Quentin's destructive Domain skill.

"Ha! Damn fatty, don't be afraid. I'm very gentle!"

Quentin hated it the most when people called him a fatty. For a moment, he was burning with anger.

"You're dead meat, you rotten scarecrow. My name is Quentin, not fatty!"

"The last one who said I was fatty was tortured by me for seven days and seven nights. I'll subdue you, strange creature."

After Quentin finished speaking, he increased the output of his magic power, and the number of silver threads instantly increased by more than ten times.

The silver threads shot out from Quentin's entire body and headed straight for Flanders.

"Oh! Good opportunity!"

The scarecrow's hoarse voice sounded.

Without waiting for Quentin to react, a black scythe slashed at Quentin's neck.

Quentin did not care about the scythe that was slashing at him. He focused on manipulating the silver threads.

The silver threads were Quentin's special skill, Domain Bind. This skill was extremely domineering.

Whether it was in his own Domain or someone else's Domain, as long as he seized the opportunity, he would be able to bind the Domain owner.

Then, it would be a one-on-one duel.

This skill was extremely risky, and Quentin rarely used this skill.

Unless he was in danger, and, right now, his life was in danger.

Flanders's Domain made Quentin feel that his life was in danger, and he did not hesitate to use this skill.

"The little scarecrow strange creature is still a little too tender after all!"

"You should wait until your realm has stabilized before you come out and act like a demon! You're lucky today. You're mine now!"

Perhaps it was because he saw that the silver thread had already bound Flanders, Quentin was in a great mood and could not help but say a few more words.

"Haha!"

Flanders did not say much to the fat Quentin. The silver thread had bound Flanders, and at the same time, it also bound Quentin.

Seeing the magical skills on Quentin's body, Flanders drooled.

These two skills Flanders took a fancy to! Flanders must have them!

Quentin, who was in the Domain of Fear, should have been lowered by a level.

But Quentin's Domain Binding also had similar special effects. The two of them fought equally.

"I heard that scarecrows are most afraid of fire!"

After Quentin's silver threads bound Flanders, he had nothing to fear.

He still had several life-saving methods on him, and he also had two great killing weapons. He was confident that he could destroy this scarecrow.

After saying that, Quentin softly chanted a magic spell, and countless meteorites appeared in the sky above Flanders's Domain.

The meteorites were emitting blue flames, and the temperature was extremely high.

As soon as the meteorites appeared, they charged towards Flanders. The speed of the meteorites was extremely fast, and they only needed ten seconds to hit Flanders.

"Haha! You can try it. I heard that fatty's body is weak!"

Flanders went head-to-head with Quentin, and his verbal attacks were not any weaker than Quentin's.

A few rays of green light appeared on Flanders's body, connecting the two of them.

The silver threads and the green rays of light intersected, looking extremely beautiful.

More than ten seconds later, the meteor shower from beyond the sky descended and landed accurately on Flanders's body.

"Oh! It hurts! Haha!"

"I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you, Mr. Quentin."

Flanders possessed the Demonic God's Body, and his ability to resist attacks was extremely strong.

The first strike of the meteor shower was an extremely fast collision, which was perfectly countered by the Demonic God's Body.

Even so, Flanders was still smashed into the ground.

The second blow of the meteor shower was a blue flame, which could burn the soul.

The blue flame brought pain to Flanders, but it was within the range of control.

Regardless of the blue flame burning on his body, Flanders used his skill Night Cut.

Quentin did not hesitate either, and his magic shield was strengthened again.

At the same time, he chanted another magic spell.

This was a forbidden spell. Even though Quentin was an A rank mage, he would need to recover for seven days after casting this forbidden spell.

With the support of the strengthened magic shield, Quentin was not afraid of Flanders's attacks.

Sure enough, Night Cut was blocked by the magic shield. Flanders's black sickle scythe the magic shield again and again.

The powerful attack caused the magic shield to flicker. Finally, under the storm-like attack, the magic shield was shattered.

Without waiting for Quentin to react, three doll-like scarecrows appeared in Flanders's left hand.

With a strange smile on his face, Flanders threw his little scarecrows at Quentin with all his might. The three doll-like scarecrows instantly entered Quentin's body.

Feeling something enter his body, Quentin panicked!

[Fear Points +68,000]

When he felt the fear points enter his body, Flanders's smile became even stranger.

Quentin felt goosebumps all over his body when he saw Flanders's strange smile.

[Fear Points +72,000]

"Haha! Damn fatty, you're dead meat!"

The sound of 'damn fatty' dispelled Quentin's fear. No matter what Flanders did, Quentin was still chanting the incantation.

Fortunately, the incantation was completed!

"You're finished, scarecrow! I'll keep your ashes. This is very memorable!"

As Quentin spoke, the temperature in Flanders's Domain dropped rapidly.

Right now, Flanders's Domain was a little miserable. There were meteorites with blue flames everywhere, and the golden wheat fields were burned.

Countless ice blocks fell from the Domain space. These were not ordinary ice blocks, but blue solid ice.

This was ice with magic energy. Other than causing scratches on the target, the wound would be frozen by the extremely cold ice magic.

This energy would be transmitted from the wound to the entire body, and the target would eventually turn into an ice sculpture.

The reason why Quentin used these two skills was to destroy the scarecrow.

He no longer wanted to subdue this strange scarecrow.

This scarecrow must die!

Flanders was hit by countless solid ice. No matter how strong the Demonic God's Body resistance was, it could not withstand the switching between ice and fire.

The straw on his body began to break, and some slowly began to burn.

Quentin was not much better. After casting the forbidden spell, Ice Roar, his body was already going to collapse for a period of time.

Now that he was connected by the green light, his stamina was rapidly decreasing.

Quentin even lost the ability to walk now.

"Haha! You're dead meat this time, you damned scarecrow!"

"Anyone who calls me fatty will die! All of you will die!"

Quentin's expression was ferocious. It was as if he could see the death of the Scarecrow.

"Haha! Don't be happy too early, damned fatty! Damned fatty! Damned fatty!"

Even though Flanders had ice damage and blue flame damage, his physique was still stronger than Quentin's.

As Quentin's stamina decreased to almost nothing, he silently felt the three doll-like scarecrows.

The difficulty of learning Quentin's skills also decreased.

In fact, after reaching A rank, whether it was a mage or a strange creature, they could accurately control their own bodies.

No matter what negative status they had, they would not cause too much damage.

Looking at the three new skills that he had learned, Flanders was extremely satisfied.

Limping towards Quentin, Flanders raised the black scythe in his hand. He wanted to give Questin a final blow.

Before the scythe could land, Flanders was sent flying by a powerful magic attack.