Fairy Tail: I Am the God

At the same time, he waved his hand and said to the armored guard standing behind him, "Drag this lowly commoner away. When I'm done playing with him, I'll give him to you."

"Thank you, sir."

The guard, tears streaming down his face, said this as he grabbed the beautiful woman's slender waist and quickly left the courtyard...

Then Saint Charmaco looked directly at Saint Rozwald with a cold smile and said, "Don't be so smug. This time, I'm going to play a new trick on you and see who will be crying then."

"Oh?"

"Always waiting!"

Saint Rozwade held his head high with disdain.

...

Upon witnessing this abhorrent scene of trampling on humanity, the three were instantly filled with overwhelming rage.

Jura glared angrily.

Ivan looked at Charmaco Saint with hostility in his eyes, exuding a chilling aura.

Should we take action?

They both asked at the same time.

Gildas waved his hand to stop the two, took a deep breath, and said, "It's not the right time yet. We need to wait a little longer."

"What are you waiting for?"

"Wait for the right moment to kill!"

After saying this, Gildas looked at the courtyard with an indifferent expression, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

Chapter 190 Death Game and Devil Fruits

"What do you want to bet on? Join me in!"

"Hehe, why don't we get involved in something this fun?"

"I recently acquired a batch of slaves. How about we all play a big game together?"

Hearing the conversation between Saint Charmaco and Saint Roswald, these Celestial Dragons, with their arrogant and condescending smiles that seemed to casually disregard life, gradually gathered around.

“That would be even better, I love playing big.” A sly glint flashed in Charmaco’s eyes as he sneered at Roswald, “Don’t tell me you don’t dare, Roswald.”

"What's there to be afraid of? Come on then."

"The latest batch of Heavenly Gold was just supplied to us not long ago, so I'm quite well-off. If we run out of slaves, I can just go to Sabaody Archipelago and buy some more."

Saint Rozwald looked up with disdain.

"very good."

Immediately, Charles Saint clapped his hands.

Suddenly, twenty black-clad guards approached from afar, their aura icy and cold, exuding a chilling killing intent. They carried a massive iron cage, nearly thirty meters long, used to imprison a ferocious beast. They walked to the group of Celestial Dragons, placed it on the ground, and then stood respectfully to one side with their hands behind their backs.

"The game we're going to play this time is going to be very fun."

Its name is Death Game.

Charmaco Saint's voice suddenly deepened as he swept his gaze across the entire room.

Stop being so mysterious.

"Tell us quickly, how exactly do you play this game?"

The other Celestial Dragons, seeing Charmaco Saint's mysterious expression, anxiously spoke up.

"A death game?"

"Can people die in this game?"

Saint Roswald raised an eyebrow slightly, looking at Saint Charmaco with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

"That's natural."

"However, those who died were merely slaves."

Charmaco Saint's lips curled into a cold, indifferent smile, his voice utterly detached. "We'll capture some of our own slaves, put them in iron cages, and let them fight to the death with those beasts. The side whose slaves survive will be the victor."

"How was it? Wasn't it interesting?"

"It's quite interesting indeed."

"I never knew there was such a way to play!"

All the Celestial Dragons, upon hearing Charmaco's words, had their eyes light up and were all smiles as they spoke, showing no concern whatsoever for the lives of those slaves.

After all, how many slaves had died at their hands?!

"These bastards, damn it."

Meanwhile, Gildas, Ivan, and Jura, who were listening to this conversation, suddenly clenched their fists, feeling indignant and wanting to take action.

but.

Upon seeing the black-clad guards surrounding the Celestial Dragons, who exuded a powerful aura of oppression and were clearly not ordinary individuals, the three of them would have no chance of capturing them instantly without thorough prior preparation.

Even the slightest flaw in the plan.

That would mean total defeat!

This means that all the main quests this time could potentially fail.

Therefore, they cannot act rashly based on emotions. Otherwise, the consequences could be fatal.

...

Before long, the Celestial Dragons, chained and leading their slaves, arrived in front of the iron cage.

"Roar..."

At this moment, the hungry saber-toothed tiger revealed its ferocity, growling hoarsely as it looked at the Celestial Dragons watching it. Its claws, gleaming with cold light, scraped fiercely against the iron cage, making a "sizzling" sound, and golden sparks flew out, making its blood-red eyes appear even more prominent.

There are five or six more of these ferocious beasts in the cage.

One by one, ferocious fangs moved back and forth, their eyes flashing with the red light they usually used when hunting prey.

"What a disgusting beast."

Several female Celestial Dragons, smelling the stench emanating from the saber-toothed tiger, covered their noses with their hands, their faces full of disgust.

"Hehe, these are all ferocious beasts captured from the Grand Line. I starved them for three or four days, so they are extremely hungry now. In this environment, almost no one can survive against them."

Charmaco said nonchalantly, then waved to the guard beside him: "To add some fun, I've decided to bestow something upon my slaves."

Then, the guard quickly left and soon returned with a large plate wrapped in red cloth.

"what?"

A celestial being asked a question.

"It's a Devil Fruit, a congratulatory gift that my subordinates presented to me last time. I heard that eating this kind of fruit can grant people all sorts of strange abilities, so today I'll use these lowly commoners of mine as a test subject."

Just as Charmaco Saint lifted the red cloth, three Devil Fruits of different shapes and covered with spiral patterns were revealed on the plate.

"Then aren't you cheating?" Seeing this, Saint Roswald immediately said with dissatisfaction, "If you've done this, aren't we doomed to lose?"

"Yeah yeah."

Others echoed.

"You can also feed your slaves Devil Fruits. If they don't have any, just have them bring weapons into battle, wouldn't that solve the problem?"

Charmaco spread his hands, a faint smile on his face.

"That's a good idea."

Many Celestial Dragons nodded in agreement.

Roswald Saint wanted to say something more, but seeing that his companions were gradually accepting the decision, he could only suppress his displeasure and snorted, "Fine, it's just a Devil Fruit. I have fish-man slaves here whose strength is several times greater than that of ordinary humans. I don't believe they can't be stronger than a Devil Fruit user."

"Since everyone has no objections, let's agree to this arrangement!"

Saint Charmaco looked at Saint Rozwald with a meaningful gaze, a faint smile playing on his lips.

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Chapter 191 The Three Hancock Sisters

Among these diverse slaves from the four seas and the Grand Line, there were long-armed races, fish-men, and ordinary humans...

Among them were several small figures standing among the slaves. Compared to the strong or tall slaves, they looked like a weed swaying in the wind and rain, appearing very weak.

The girl in the lead had a slightly heroic appearance, long black hair, and was about twelve or thirteen years old. She had delicate features and smooth skin, like Hetian white jade.

She was slender and had a pitiful appearance.