Chapter 204: Chapter 204: The Excited Flanders

When Lyle saw that the two arms on the black scythe, he realized that his arms were gone. After a while, he felt intense pain. He even lay on the ground and rolled around in pain. This could not be helped. Anyone who had their arms cut off would feel the same. After all, they were humans and could feel pain. Unlike Flanders, who was just a scarecrow and could not feel any pain, even if he was in flames, he would not feel the slightest bit of pain. At most, the flames would burn away the straws on his body. However, this flaw had already been solved by Flanders’s Demonic God’s Body. Not to mention ordinary flames, even extremely sharp swords and magic attacks with high damage would not be able to break through his defense. Lyle was still howling in pain. Then, he felt a wave of pressure, knowing that someone was standing in front of him. Lyle opened his eyes in pain. He only saw the scarecrow standing straight and looking down at him. Especially from his point of view, the scarecrow’s figure was pulled infinitely long, and it was very majestic. He saw the scarecrow squat down. It squatted in front of him. Then, Lyle felt a pair of large hands that were like withered grass grabbing onto him. What was he going to do? Lyle’s heart was filled with fear. The next moment, Lyle only felt countless straws crawl into his mouth, then roll down his throat and rush into his stomach. Countless straws were swallowed down his throat. Lyle was terrified. Countless straws filled his throat, making him feel extremely uncomfortable. It was several times more uncomfortable than having his arm broken. In just a few seconds, Lyle’s throat had enlarged. It was red and filled with blood. Not only his throat, but his entire face had turned purple - green. Bright red blood flowed from his eyes, nose, and ears. At this moment, Lyle’s heart was filled with fear. He was actually so powerless in front of the scarecrow. What made him most helpless was that the scarecrow was torturing him, but he could not do anything. He could not even commit suicide. His body seemed to be completely out of his control. But the pain that came from his body was being endured by himself. He could only watch as he suffered. He was extremely helpless. At this moment, he thought of what he had said in front of Pine. He felt like a clown.