Fairy Tail My Lord Is The God

Chapter 7 Angry Ulu (please collect!!)

The weather in the extreme north is abnormally bad, and the changes are changing, which makes it difficult to guess the impermanent changes.

“Hoo! Woo!”

The wind was swift and violent, like a tyrannical beast, with a hoarse and sharp voice, resounding like a wolf howling through the lonely sky.

The rustling cold current swept in all directions, pressing down on the ground.

clap la la…  

Goose feather snow, like cotton, like catkins, fell with the wind. The sky and the earth are connected into a vast expanse of white. Under the threat of the tyrannical wind and snow, life is quiet and silent, immersed in the wind and snow, and it is very deserted.

A beautiful shadow comes to a pile.

All the way is dusty, through the dustless hurricane snowstorm! Not afraid of the severe cold winter, came to the site of the Magic Research Institute.

“Who is it?” A guard at the door, through the vast snowstorm, vaguely saw a figure in the dim light, the elder elder pulling. It’s just that, with the wind and snow, the ups and downs of the world, the scene in front of me is blurry and not very real.

Is it human, unknown? With such a huge and raging storm, would anyone risk their lives to come here?

Think about it, it’s ridiculous!

There was a half sound, no one responded, it was as calm as ever, only the icy wind whistled.

“Hey, you’re too nervous, isn’t it because the wind and snow has frozen your brain.” Another shaggy-bearded big-faced man curled up in the corner of the door, mocking.

“Go! Go! Your brain is broken. In a critical moment, if you don’t stand guard properly, be careful to be discovered by the inspecting adults, then you will be miserable.”

“Fuck you, in such a cold day, who would come out with nothing to spare? It’s just us low-level scoundrels doing some hard errands!”

“That’s right, in such a cold day, where would anyone come here?”

“If you take a sip of wine, it won’t be so refreshing.”

“There’s still an hour, wait for the changing of the guard!”

“……”

In the snowstorm, a figure stood on the snow, like a tough rock, like a tall cedar, its roots were ground in the rock, and it didn’t move at all, as if it was not affected by the blizzard.

“Magic Research Institute, what the Lord God said is true or false, so let me find out.” Ulu narrowed his eyes, and the light burst out, like a sharp sword energy, a cold light flashed through .

At that moment, her spiritual energy was like a foaming magic element washing.

Murderous aura, boundless majesty.

As soon as the spiritual power came out, the divine sense like a storm suddenly centered on Ulu, extending in all directions, and rushing to the Magic Research Institute. flow.

Every great magician at the level of the holy magician is a hero, a group of heroes, and his strength should not be underestimated, especially Ulu is the leader of the younger generation of holy demons.

That mental power covers a range of more than ten kilometers, like God’s unparalleled power, dealing with a small magic institute is simply a trivial matter, like crushing a bedbug, it is very easy.

The entire magic institute passed by like a storm!

within the institute.

A group of responsible persons in white robes gathered together.

A shadowy middle-aged man who seemed to be majestic and full of momentum at the head, put his hands together, put his hands behind him, his eyes were cold, and he looked at the experimental subjects in the rooms.

Every step of “tap” is like a crisp low cry, in a dull environment, it is so clear and loud. The cold footsteps knocked on the hearts of every white-robed man.

Many people in white robes slightly forehead, bowed their heads, and all looked forward, respectful, and there was a hint of fear in those pairs of eyes, as if they were very scared, very afraid, the shadowy middle-aged man in front of them.

“Report, Lord Rost, Experiment No. 23, can’t bear the process of the experiment, and has already died.” One of the white-robed person in charge walked out of the crowd and said in a trembling voice.

“Oh! If you die, you will die. Anyway, some of them are experimental subjects. Find a place and bury them casually. A dead guy is worthless. Also, is it worth asking me about this trivial matter? Huh?”

The icy voice suddenly rose and came out of Roster’s mouth. Those indifferent eyes, without a trace of emotion, showed no compassion, as if they were passing away a trivial matter, treating life as ants, ruthless, cold-blooded, and cruel.

“Don’t dare, my lord.” The white-robed man’s feet suddenly softened, and he fell to the ground in fright, terrified.

“Oh! Haha, that’s all. Killing you will get my hands dirty and pollute this place. Then this time, let’s spare you once. I don’t like disturbing my fellows. I hope you don’t do it again.” The scrutiny eyes passed over everyone one by one, and disdain flashed in his eyes.

“Thank you for your kindness of not killing, thank you, sir.” The man in white robe stood up slowly, his back was cold, and the cold sweat had already soaked into the inside and outside of his clothes.

Roster in front of him is the leader of the Magic Research Institute, the director dispatched from above. Secretly, he is called “cold-blooded demon” by everyone, and he is called a demon, which is worthy of the name. For the past seven or eight years, his cold-blooded and brutal methods have treated human life like a mustard, stunned everyone’s body and mind, fear from the bones, tremors from the depths of the soul, and endless fear.

No matter whether it is one of your own or not, if you kill it, no one can control it, and the person who resists has long been a corpse.

That’s the character of Rost!

“How about Subject 1?” Rost asked.

“My lord, there is no abnormal phenomenon in the No. 1 experimental body. It has now entered the third stage. I believe that there will be some gains in the near future.”

“Well! That’s good, I’m still counting on her for my promotion, and injecting more medicine, but don’t kill her, after all, her mother is Ulu, one of the tenth saints, inheriting huge magical power, such a good aptitude, so Rare materials, it’s hard to find.” Rost glanced at the deepest room, his eyes were like wild beasts hunting for prey, with a faint cold light, like a hungry wolf.

“Yes, my lord.”

Just when Roster was about to speak again, his whole body trembled, and his face changed suddenly, as if facing a great enemy: “Huh?”

This feeling came and went quickly, in a hurry, just in the blink of an eye.

“Sir, what’s wrong?”

“It’s okay, let’s go.” Roster waved his hand and told everyone to go away and get busy with their own affairs.

After that, Rost was the only one left in the room, and he murmured alone in a voice that only he could hear. “Illusion? Strange.”

At this time, after the spiritual power was withdrawn, Ulu, who was far away from the outside world, trembled slightly, and then his momentum changed.

The moment he raised his head, his eyes burst into a terrifying cold glow, which was red with murderous intent, like a fallen angel descending into the world.

“I want you, die!”*