Fairy Tail: I can receive the gods

Chapter 7 I refuse!
"Let's see how powerful I am!"

"Thanks to you, I have a good workout every day!"

Many people in ragged clothes screamed, holding all kinds of tools in their hands, such as shovels or pickaxes, they were fighting with a group of heavily armed overseers.

Although there is a huge gap in size and weapons, the large number of them and the powerful momentum after long-term oppression finally made them gain the upper hand in a crushing form.

Anger and riots filled the area.

The overseers gradually found it difficult to resist the riots unleashed by this passionate group of people.

They used to be just a role to be bullied, and they were once just "sacrifices to the great god Jeref" in their mouths, but now they resisted and once suppressed this group of people who should have been the rulers.

Although many armed guards have been mobilized from various regions to suppress, it is obviously not enough to deal with riots of this magnitude.

"Damn it! It's not the way to go on like this!"

"These damned guys are obviously just sacrifices, how could they have such fighting power!"

"Retreat, retreat!" Behind a boulder, the leader of the supervisors finally saw the situation in front of him clearly. The riot in front of him was far from being suppressed by their strength, so he immediately shouted loudly, and the members of the organization evacuated.

"No, it seems that I have to report to several leaders, and ask for higher authority to activate the magic soldiers..."

On the other side, two thin figures walked cautiously in the dark corridor.

It is obvious that the two did not encounter a battle on their course of action, and the two cleverly avoided the rioting area.

There was no living person in the corridor they were in, only corpses and the weapons they held tightly in their hands.

Weapons will inevitably be worn out in battle, and the many broken swords and spears show how tragic the battle was.

"It's really cruel..."

"Fortunately, I listened to you and didn't resist with them."

Looking at the scattered corpses on the ground, the boy among them felt a little scared.

Because these corpses lying on the ground not only included those supervisors who oppressed him, but also many faces he was familiar with.

These people are just slaves like him.

"Eric, don't be sarcastic about this kind of thing."

As the girl spoke, she boldly approached the corpse of a supervisor, opened the somewhat stiff fingers, and took the long sword from the corpse.

The long sword has lost its luster, and the blade has a small gap, but it is already decent among all the damaged weapons.

"Here, Eric, you are stronger, take this." She said, and handed the long sword to Eric beside her.

"Cut..." Although he knew what Kong Nai said was not unreasonable, but his temperament really didn't suit him, he took the long sword and complained softly.

Sora himself chose a spear head that was broken off from a long spear. The blade of the spear was also slightly damaged, but it was still barely usable as a dagger.

Although they mainly avoid frontal combat, it is better to have a weapon for self-defense.

With their weapons in hand, the two continued to move forward, relying on Eric to listen to the sound of footsteps and avoiding the guards correctly. The area where the execution room was located was getting closer and closer.

However, due to the long-term use of the magic that strengthens hearing, Eric's magic power, which is not considered powerful, has bottomed out at this time.

Seeing that Eric's face was a little ugly, the two decided to find a corner to hide temporarily, and wait for Eric to recover a little bit of magic power.

Now Eric can only narrow down the listening range, and only keep the detection range of about 50 meters. It is already very dangerous to encounter enemies who can use magic at this distance.

Time passed slowly, and since the magic power was not large, the magic power consumed by Eric was quickly recovered.

But being in such an extremely quiet and dark environment makes people feel restless and uneasy.

"Someone is coming!" Finally, a slight sound appeared in this area, and Eric clenched the long sword in his hand tightly.

Although the magic power has been restored, the two are obviously not prepared to confront it head-on.

With that in mind, the two immediately chose another route, slowing down and avoiding this person.

Not far away, a man wearing a disc mask was walking slowly. The black robe he was wearing was stained with a large amount of blood. It was obvious that he had just been killed all the way from the riot area.

He holds a staff in his hand, which symbolizes that this person's magic power can use magic tools. For ordinary people without magic power, offensive magic is fatal.

"Hey, there are actually two little mice left in this place."

The man smacked his lips, and the eyes behind the mask revealed a little light, which seemed to be some kind of detection magic, but compared to Tariq's ears, these eyes were not so sensitive.

As a result, he could only determine the approximate location and could not precisely locate the two children.

"Really, weak beings should stay in the cage obediently. The word resistance does not belong to the weak."

The man's slow pace gradually accelerated, and as he swung the staff in his hand, a huge energy beam blasted out.

boom!
With a loud noise, the unusually thick wall was instantly pierced, bricks fell, and smoke and dust covered his sight.

"Am I right."

"Little mouse~"

With his eyes fixed on the smoke that was about to dissipate, he made sure that the two children were behind the wall.

The two knew that they had to fight like this.

Before the smoke dissipated, a white-haired little girl suddenly rushed out, and a silver gun in her hand stabbed at his abdomen.

At the same time, Eric walked around to his side with a long sword and slashed at him.

"Hmph, over your own strength!"

Facing the sneak attack, the robed man snorted coldly, turned his body sideways to avoid Kongo's thorn very nimbly, and then swung his long stick in his hand, carrying a violent wind blow to the long sword held by Eric .

boom!
The long sword shattered in an instant, and the strong force made him take a few steps back.

Not only that, the heavy blow made his hands tremble uncontrollably, and at this moment the muscles in his arms seemed to be whining.

This kind of physical strength is definitely not something that an ordinary person can possess.

There is only one explanation, that is, the instant burst of such a powerful force can only be achieved with magic power on the arm at that moment.

While swinging the cane, the robed man stretched out his left hand, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, a strange energy suddenly condensed between his palms, at this moment, a dark blue magic circle appeared in front of his palm.

The person in front of him can use magic without the aid of magic tools, which is an ability only possessed by cadre-level personnel in this dark sect!

"Wind curse madness!"

Immediately, a cannonball condensed from air appeared in his hand, and blasted towards Sora's back in an instant.

boom!
The air cannonball hit the back, and the force was so great that the girl's thin and thin body flew forward violently, until it hit the wall to counteract the violent force.

And all this happened in an instant.

When the smoke dissipated, Kongo seemed to have passed out.

Seeing this blow, Eric's pupils shrank, and fear instantly filled his young heart.

"Hehe, I thought I could play more, but I didn't expect to be as poor and weak as the group of rebels just now..."

He said disdainfully, and walked towards Kong Nai slowly, obviously preparing to make up the knife.

"asshole!"

With a loud roar, Eric's eyes were red, and the broken sword stabbed at the robed man's back again.

"You want to die so much?"

"Then I will fulfill you!"

After Eric rushed behind and turned around suddenly, the robed man grabbed his neck with one hand and lifted him up directly. The light at the end of the cane condensed, and a magic circle slowly condensed.

This magic could penetrate the wall in just a split second, so it would be a breeze to blast his head.

Although it takes some time to condense the magic power.

Eric's face was almost ferocious, and he used his hands and feet together, almost crazily hammering the person in front of him.

But to no avail.

Just when he was desperate, the little snake that had been entwined around his wrist suddenly sprang out and bit the hand of the robed man holding the staff.

Immediately, a feeling of numbness spread from his hand, the right hand holding the staff tightly swelled, and the light on the staff quickly dimmed.

"Damn it! You even raised a stinky snake!" the robed man cursed.

It's a pity that the little purple snake is not very poisonous now, and a bite is at best a local anesthesia, which is harmless at all.

But this made him very angry. Being bitten by an ant that he could strangle to death at any time hurt his fragile self-esteem to some extent.

"Go away!" Infused with magic power, he waved his hand vigorously, and the little snake was thrown away by this force.

"Qiu...Chuberius!" Eric roared with difficulty.

"You still have the heart to care about your dead snake? Die for me, little beast!" The man in the robe showed a ferocious face, and the strength on his left hand gradually increased.

I saw the blue veins on Eric's forehead exposed, and there was a rattling sound on his neck, as if it was about to be cut off at any time.

Suddenly, the robed man felt his back go cold, and a spear point emitting silver light suddenly pierced his waist, and the severe pain instantly invaded his whole body.

This time, it directly pierced his kidney, and the blood overflowed wildly.

Immediately, the tip of the gun in his hand spun violently, and Sora pulled it out forcefully, a large amount of bright red blood sprayed out as if from a small fountain.

Severe pain invaded the whole body, the strength in the body seemed to be sucked away in an instant, cold sweat flowed from the forehead.

The man in the robe let go of his left hand, and Eric felt relieved immediately. After coughing a few times, he panted wildly. He had never felt how wonderful breathing was like this time...

"you you!"

"how is this possible!"

Due to the severe pain, the man in the robe fell to the ground, and the pain caused cold sweat to break out on his forehead.

Turning around, he looked at the little girl who should have been stunned by his magic in disbelief.

Obviously, the coma was just faking.

That wind spell is enough to seriously injure an ordinary adult. As for the girl who can even appear behind her like a normal person, there is only one possibility...

She also has not weak magic power, which offset that blow!
Great!
"Despicable... despicable!"

Suffering severe pain, he didn't even have the strength to stand up, let alone condense magic power to fight back.

The next moment, the tip of the spear pierced again, but the part was his throat...

"Etc., etc!"

"Don't do it!"

The man shouted hysterically, but his whole body strength was drained by the knife, his voice was really weak, and he held the tip of the gun with all his strength.

"Actually, I am also a father, I also have a family, and a daughter as old as you..."

"Let me go, I will definitely repent of my sins!"

Hearing this, there was no pity in Sorono's eyes that should have been clear and innocent at this age, only hatred and hatred.

The only response to him was a silent killing intent.

The tip of the gun finally fell, bringing up a spray of blood...

Killing this cadre-level robed man, although Kong Nai's expression was a little uncomfortable, but it was only for a moment, and it returned to normal in an instant.

"Hey, are you okay?"

After taking away the staff, Kong Nai walked to Eric's side, grabbed his wrist and pulled him up from the ground.

"Ahem...no...nothing..." After coughing twice, Eric shook his hand, and then asked with a worried expression, "Where's my Juberius!"

Looking around, I finally saw the little purple snake lying on the ground listlessly in a corner.

"It's all to save me, you... woo woo..." Holding the little snake in his hands, Eric rubbed it lovingly.

"Tut tsk tsk..." Kong Nai covered his forehead, he could only look at the snake man speechlessly, and said, "Okay, we still have to save Karl."

"I know, I know." As he spoke, Eric caressed the little snake's body distressedly, and put it in his pocket.

……

The damp room was filled with faint blood, and the dim oil lamp emitted light that could not illuminate the entire room, making the room look extraordinarily gloomy.

A thin middle-aged man's expression was indifferent, but his eyes were filled with a strange heat, staring at the young man chained to the torture rack, as if looking at some kind of artwork from his own hands.

The young man was covered with scars.

Cuts on the body either from a knife wound or a bruise from a blunt trauma.

Although his body was covered with wounds, his eyes were still lifeless, without emotional fluctuations.

"Hey, where did I go?" Tamora said, rolling her Adam's apple.

It seems that because of some kind of interest, he likes to talk about some thoughts that only belong to the dark sect when he is violent.

Even some secrets he will say at this time.

Of their great god, the deeds of Zeref.

"By the way, the Tower of Paradise!"

"You will be sacrificed to the great gods..."

"No...not sacrifices! You are the holy relics left by my god Jeref in the world, and your sacrifice will make my god Jeref's pilgrimage last forever!"

"It's all worth it! For the great god!"

As he said that, he took another wand, and the electric snake danced wildly on the wand, bombarding Karl.

For this kind of magic bombardment, Karl has adapted a lot, and has been able to bear everything without changing his face.

Jeff?
God?

Karl scoffed at this, and must have deified some strong people again. If they were really gods, how could they still die?Still be resurrected?
You need to rely on your own believers to build the so-called Tower of Paradise to complete the resurrection. Can this kind of thing be called God?
In other words, he didn't die at all, but he just didn't want to talk to you bunch of pure goddammits.

"Damn it, what kind of eyes do you have!"

There was no wave in Carl's eyes for his impassioned speech.

After all, this is Twin Dead Fish Eyes...

But this still made Tamora very angry, and increased the output of magic power.

"How can you still have such an indifferent expression when dealing with the great deeds of my god!"

After a while, he gasped for breath.

At this time, Karl has already stopped humming in a symbolic way, which makes Tamora lose interest.

"Hmph, confess to me here! Until the moment you know how to respect the gods!"

With his back to Carl, he sat down panting, recovering his magic.

As an atheist, well...at least he was before coming to this wizarding world.

The values ​​he pursued made him unable to understand the extreme thinking of these people.

"God... really exists?"

Watching the countdown to system sign-in entering the last minute, Carl couldn't help thinking.

Looking at the words "magic" and "soul of destroying gods" prompted by the system, Karl wondered whether there really was a god in the world.

"Of course there are gods in this world."

Suddenly, an inexplicable voice appeared in Carl's mind.

It was a woman's voice, and it was dreamlike ravings full of temptation.

The strange breath wrapped around him, wrapping him tightly, as if trying to erode and devour him!
"Lucky child, you can feel my existence because of the resentment hidden in your heart."

"There are many stupid people in the world. They believe in me but don't know that they can only see my real body with hatred and hatred in their hearts."

"Come on, accept my gift, release your resentment, and you will become the only apostle of God in this world."

"You will gain a talent second only to God..."

A streak of dark red magic power appeared at this moment, intertwined, circling, and twisting.

Like some kind of incomparably evil, nameless, untouchable and abominable horror from the endless abyss.

There is only one huge eyeball open on the head of the terrifying thing, which is filled with dense bloodshot eyes, blooming with the ultimate scarlet color.

The scarlet color becomes denser and more frequent, as if it can invade people's nerves and color people's minds.

It seems that a creature that humans cannot resist has taken root in Karl's brain...

At the same time, a strange bloodshot eyeball that was also covered with scarlet occupied Karl's eye socket.

"But... I refuse!" Carl said lightly.

Ding!
The sign-in was successful within 40 days, and the level [-] combat power and the magic of the soul of the gods have arrived!

(End of this chapter)