I Am A Scarecrow And The Demon Lord Of Terror!

Chapter 415 - The Miserable Ralf

All the humans present were quite speechless. You asked him to protect you, and yet you did not say anything to persuade him. Instead, you became even more arrogant.

Graham grabbed Ralf's neck and lifted him up. Ralf was thin and small. He was no match for the tall and strong Graham.

Graham carefully probed, but he did not take any further action against Ralf.

Because he was unsure of the reactions of the treants, he was now afraid of both sides.

Fortunately, the treants did not react. They quietly looked at Graham. The strange actions of the treants calmed Graham down.

At this moment, a voice came from afar.

"Put down my good grandson, you hateful human."

When Ralf heard the voice, he was extremely excited, and his eyes instantly became moist.

"Ancestor, come and save me, this human wants to kill me!"

When Dior heard what his good grandson said, he was extremely nervous. Ralf was the most outstanding genius of the golden strange creature clan, and he could not allow any accidents to happen to him.

"Graham, you've done well. I'll back you up. Don't be afraid of this old golden thing."

Graham heard the voice of the elder of the temple. The elder's voice and the strange golden voice appeared one after another. It sounded as if the two of them were together.

This meant that the two of them had been subdued by their master. Graham instantly understood.

This was a rare opportunity. If he did not take advantage of this period of time to beat this despicable golden strange creature, he probably would not have a chance in the future.

Morse and Pleater also understood what was going on. The two of them walked towards the golden strange creature.

Seeing the three tall humans surrounding him, the golden strange creature was scared witless.

No matter how scared the golden strange creature was, this beating was unavoidable.

Slap!

"Owww!"

..

The three of them controlled their strength. If they did not control it, the golden strange creature would die in less than three seconds.

Graham put down Ralf, and the few of them kicked him a few more times before they were satisfied.

They saw that Ralf's cheeks were swollen, and his eyes were bruised.

He was lying on the ground and convulsing non-stop. He was aggrieved, terrified, and furious, but he could only endure it. There was no other way, because he could not beat him.

A few of his teeth had been knocked out, and he could not even speak clearly.

"Just you wait. When my grandfather comes, I'll let him take care of the three of you."

The three of them rolled their eyes after listening to Ralph's words. 'you have your grandfather as a backer, so don't tell me we don't have a backer? What kind of joke is this? Our descendants are much more powerful than your backer.'

Dior had an angry expression on his face. He quickly walked to the wasteland. Because he was worried about Ralf, he ran as fast as he could.

Looking at his grandson's miserable appearance, his face was extremely gloomy. He cast a Light of Temptation at the three of them.

The Light of Temptation could make the enemy lose their ability to think for a short period of time. They would obey the spell caster's orders.

Sure enough, the Light of Temptation caused the three of them to fall into a momentary daze.

"The three of you will slap each other until your teeth fall out."

Graham and the other two were stunned. They did not carry out Dior's order after hearing it.

Under the control of the Light of Temptation, the Black Scarecrows in their hearts felt offended.

He released a wave of fear. After Dior finished speaking, this wave of fear had already affected the three of them.

The special effect of the Light of Temptation was quickly dispelled by the wave of fear. The three of them saw an S rank golden strange creature.

This shocked the three of them. When they came here, they had heard that this place might have S rank strange creature. At that time, the three of them did not believe it because an S rank was too rare.

Their eyes regained their clarity, but they did not say anything. They knew that they were safe.

Dior immediately felt the special effect of the Light of Temptation being dispelled. At the same time, he also felt the wave of fear. He felt the power of fear from the wave of breaking the Light of Temptation.

Was this not Master's specialty?

He immediately knew that the three men in front of him should have also been subdued by his master.

Dior felt something called fear from the three of them. He immediately knew that the three of them had been controlled by the scarecrow.

If he had not felt this wave of fear, he would not have been able to see that the three of them had been controlled.

Dior could not help but start to envy the scarecrow. What kind of mind magic was this? His Light of Temptation had to be combined with the Treant Control in order to maximize the effect.

Even if the Light of Temptation was maximized, the traces of being controlled could still be seen in the eyes of the treants.

The scarecrow's mind magic was completely untraceable. Even if he controlled someone, no one else would find out.

Dior suddenly realized that the scarecrow's background was definitely unusual. He did not dare to ask the scarecrow about his background. If he angered the scarecrow, he would lose his life if the scarecrow moved a finger.

When Ralf saw his grandfather arrive, he was extremely excited. Especially when he saw the three people's lifeless eyes, he knew that his grandfather had made a move. Thus, his old habit was repeated.

"You three damn fellows, kneel down!"

Ralf really wanted to teach Graham and the other two a lesson, but he was beaten until he was powerless. He found that he could not stand up.

The old golden strange creature was here to support him. All that was left in his heart was anger and revenge.

"Damn treants, hurry up and attack. I want you to rip off the heads of these three guys."

"Hurry up!"

A hysterical voice traveled far away!

Flanders, Gabriel, and the others heard this voice, and Flanders's face darkened slightly.

When Dior heard his grandson say such thoughtless words, he was just thinking about how to deal with this matter perfectly.

However, his good grandson did not care about his thoughts at all. He could only roar and vent. His evaluation of Ralf suddenly dropped by a big step.

Ralf knew nothing about this. He was still excited and shouting. Even though he was lying on the ground, he could not stop his talkative mouth.

"Shut up!"

Dior could not listen anymore. The Scarecrow was not far behind him. He did not dare to let this grandson say anything more. He was afraid of offending others.

"I say, Dior, you are not that good either!"

"Yes! You have no foresight at all. How did you teach him? With such a character, he'll be dead sooner or later."

"Hmph! I see that there's a reason for the decline of the golden strange creature race.. With you here, it's no wonder."