Goblin: Abnormal invasion, I exposed the foundation

Feel the Cain who holds him firmly.

Abel slowly raised his right hand, and the spatial crack appeared again.

The pitch-black blade was also held tightly by Abel at this moment.

At this moment, the hearts of countless people were lifted.

His eyes stared at the sky.

It seems that there are countless voices shouting in everyone's heart.

"You can't do that! Don't cut! Don't cut!! "

And at the moment, in the picture.

Abel's expression was so hideous.

He held the pitch-black blade in his hand.

Even my body was shaking.

Ultimately...... He let go anyway.

The pitch-black blade fell off, and then collapsed instantly before it landed.

Abel leaned forward weakly and rested his head firmly on Cain's shoulder.

Sobbing, crying, roaring:

"It's not fair, it's not fair..."

"You are so flawless, I can't even leave a wound on your body. "

Abel said.

The tone seems to have become softer.

"But look at me again, look at what I've endured."

He clenched his teeth and lifted his head to look at Cain.

"You know what? You used to be my hero, but... You've made me suffer this..."

"I know!" Cain spoke up.

"I know very well, Abel, that I have always known exactly what I have done, and therefore I will take all the responsibility."

Cain took a deep breath and looked into Abel's eyes as well.

This time, he wasn't avoiding it.

The words like a vow blurted out: "If you approve!" "

"I'm going to try to get the right to be called my brother again."

"I swear with everything I have, I will do it!"

It wasn't loud, but it was so deafening.

Cain held his brother in his arms, his mechanical palm stroking his hair.

And Abel also clutched Cain's shirt, his body trembling with a loud sob.

Perhaps for the previous Skyscreen audience.

The SCP Foundation they perceived was a special organization that ruthlessly fought against anomalies.

They are mysterious, they are powerful, and they are not even willing to have more contact with the world.

They move forward silently, resisting the threat of the anomaly for humanity.

Now, however, they seem to see another side of this vast and mysterious organization.

Over here...... Seems to be a gentle place.

Guild of Magisters, Fairy Tail.

"We were wrong." Makarov stared at the fading canopy.

A long sigh of relief.

"This may not be an experiment at all, and the Foundation may have known about the entanglement between these two anomalies."

"So, after containing Cain, I set out to get these two anomalies to clear up the misunderstanding."

"They may not be taking advantage of the unusually much more... They should be like us, embracing everything that is worth containing, and at the same time, they control everything that is worth controlling and guarding everything that is worth guarding. "

"Sounds like a nice place." Elusha also clasped her hands and nodded gently.

"I said, you're too idle, aren't you?"

At this moment, a sudden sound broke the atmosphere of the scene.

All the members of Fairy Tail couldn't help but turn their heads and look at the man who didn't know when he appeared.

The wide coat was draped over his shoulders.

Golden hair rose to the sky.

There is a lightning-like scar at the corner of the eye, and mechanical headphones on both ears.

Laxus!

He is also the strongest candidate among Fairy Tail.

Of course, he has an even more amazing identity.

Fairy Tail Guild Leader, Saint Ten's Magister, Makarov's own grandson.

However, it stands to reason that as Makarov's own grandson. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

Laxus should be more integrated into the Fairy Tail Guild.

But the opposite is true.

Among the entire Fairy Tail Guild, the most unsocial is the grandson of this guild leader.

It is undeniable that he does have great strength.

However, the most disgusting thing is that this guy often uses his strong strength as capital, and looks down on other weak people in the guild.

This philosophy is in serious conflict with the concept of everyone in the guild today.

Therefore, for the guild congregation, Laxus was actually not a popular person.

"Laxus, when did you come back?" Makarov frowned.

Look at this own grandson.

"Just now, when I came back along the way, I heard a lot of unpleasant rumors, but to my surprise, you guys seem very calm?"

Laxus sat on a stool, holding Erlang's legs.

Eyes swept over everyone's body like scrutiny.

Makarov, of course, knows what Laxus is talking about.

Sighing helplessly, he said in a deep voice: "Laxus, the incident related to the ghost has stopped, the Magic Council has announced the dissolution of the ghost's dominator, and everything is over!" "

"Is it really over?" Laxus narrowed his eyes slightly....

Get up from your seat.

There was a faint anger in his eyes: "Didn't you go to hear what people from the outside said about our guild?" "

Saying that, Laxus's eyes looked around, the guild that had not yet been built.

"The guild was destroyed like this, even that garbage ghost dared to look down on us."

"Aren't you a little incompetent?"

"Laxus!! What did you say?! Laxus's voice had just fallen.

Miraj angrily questioned.

"Yo, isn't this Majin Mira?" Laxus turned to look at Miraj and teased.

"I haven't seen you look like this in a long time."

"Bastard Laxus! Shut up! Suddenly, the flames of anger began to burn wildly.

Natsu, who couldn't resist it, clenched his fists and burst out directly.

An attack was launched towards Laxus.

"Naz?" Laxus looked sideways and couldn't help but laugh.

Golden electric light shines all around.

In just a split second, Laxus' location changed.

The next moment, Natsu fell violently to the empty ground.

"You better save it, now you are too weak." Laxus, who appeared on the side, pouted.

"Bastard... It's kind of going to compete with me! Natsu got up from the ground.

Unwillingly, he roared at Laxus.

"You can't even touch me, how can you compete with 3.7 me?" Laxus said and looked at the crowd around him again.

"What a weak and rooted guild, if it weren't for you..."

"Enough !!" Makarov's roar finally interrupted Laxus.

"Cut." Laxus skimmed his head.

"You should be thankful that this time it wasn't because of SCP-2295, you should have been dragged to death by this group of weak guys." Laxus put down this sentence after that.

So he turned around.

"If I were you, I would start transforming from now on."

"Eliminate all the weak people, and then create a powerful guild that has never been seen before."

"At that time, maybe even the SCP Foundation can compare?"

"Hahahaha!!"

With his own beautiful fantasy, Laxus exploded with golden electric light, and then disappeared in place under everyone's gaze.