Fairy Tail: I Am the God

Seeing the bird carcass engulfed in flames, darting about in the ever-spreading fire, with a round fireball in its hand, the shadowy figure who had made the move stood still with his hands behind his back.

"If God gave you wings, you should be braised... I never thought I'd see a live-action version..." Kidd couldn't help but think to himself.

If you get burned by my special potent flammable oil, and you're doing well, I'll take your surname.

"Ahhh!"

The dead bird continued to squawk, and the fire spread rapidly.

It's already very dry here, and it contains a lot of flammable small commodities, including a lot of clothing. A small flame could start a fire, let alone something like this.

After watching for a while, Kidd started moving again, but this time he didn't throw the stick. Instead, he kept grabbing the burning things and throwing them around.

Once the surrounding area was almost completely ablaze, the dark figure ran towards the bird carcass again.

The bird carcass's eyelids were burned shut.

The surrounding area was filled with heat and thick smoke, making it impossible to tell which direction to run in.

Just as it was about to charge away, several silver chains bound it, pulling it back into the sea of ​​fire.

After landing, the bird carcass rolled once in the sea of ​​fire due to inertia.

"Crack!"

Although the bird carcass had turned into a giant fireball, it still managed to move.

He kept stomping his feet on the roof, hoping to break the building so he could fall to the ground below.

Just then, several more silver chains flew over and bound his feet as well.

The bird corpse struggled to open its eyes and saw Kidd watching all this with great interest not far away.

"You wretched human, I'm going to eat you!" the bird corpse roared.

He struggled to break free of the chains, but could sense that they weren't very strong. He found that the chains only made a "clicking" sound, but the surface remained completely still.

"When did my strength become so weak?" the bird corpse said in surprise, a feeling of weakness beginning to engulf him.

Kidd laughed, "After bleeding so much blood and racing with you for so long, if you're still alive and kicking, are you going to put pressure on the coffin lids of those three great men, Edison, Newton, and Einstein?"

"Edison? Newton? Who are they?" the zombie screamed as it thought.

Unfortunately, he will never know, and Kidd will never tell him.

Six-winged angel wings appeared behind Kidd, and he turned and flew out of the movie theater. After flying to a distant high altitude, he snapped his fingers.

"Psionic Flame Dance!"

After saying that, it flew away without looking back.

Real men never look back to see explosions!

Almost instantly, the playing cards that were initially buried at the bottom of the movie theater began to emit a blinding red light, filling the entire theater.

Inside, muffled thunder rumbled incessantly, in bursts, as if a monstrous beast was roaring.

"boom!"

A fiery pillar of flame exploded, blasting the entire movie theater into pieces. The pillar of fire shot into the sky, turning half of S City red.

Kidd heard the sound of an explosion behind him.

He smiled with satisfaction!

Chapter 601 Master, Kidd's Scheme (Nine Updates, Please Subscribe)

About an hour after Kidd flew away.

"Bang!"

A faint sound came from the ruins of the movie theater.

The shattered building shook twice, and suddenly a charred hand reached out.

The hand was covered in blisters, and pink muscle was exposed beneath the burned skin. Some parts of the fingers had even turned into charcoal.

As soon as it appeared, it stiffly scratched twice in the air before grabbing the ground.

As the hand moved forward little by little, a figure emerged from the ruins.

"cough……"

It struggled to crawl out completely, making extremely unpleasant and strange noises from its throat. Not only its hand, but its entire body was burned like that.

His head was bald, and his eyes bulged out, as if only two moving eyeballs remained.

The pupils were still purple, but the whites of the eyes were completely red. Below the burned patch on the lips, the stark white teeth looked terrifying.

A piece of flesh was still hanging from its left cheek. It reached out and its sharp nails scraped down its temple.

A spark flew out, and when it grabbed the piece of flesh, it ripped it off forcefully.

Its already sunken cheeks collapsed even further, making its appearance even more terrifying, like a demon crawling out of hell.

Even the mutated wolfhound's claws could hardly pierce his skin, yet it was burned like this. If he hadn't been a king-level being, he would have already perished in the flames.

"Cough! Cough!"

It suddenly opened its mouth and hissed in a choked voice, tearing apart the skin that was connected on its face, and thick blood gushed from the wound, a truly horrifying sight.

"Stop barking."

A voice suddenly sounded.

The bird carcass immediately turned its head and looked in the direction from which the sound came. In the shadow between the two buildings, a figure had appeared out of nowhere.

He was not tall and had a slender build, but his head looked unusually large. What was most surprising was that he had a head of jet-black, shiny hair.

"I've arrived," the figure said again.

Before the bird carcass could even close its mouth, it struggled to crawl toward the human figure.

"Master, my lord," he said with difficulty in a hoarse voice.

"I never imagined you'd be hurt like this, it's only been a short time since we separated..."

The figure slowly approached, finally crouching down in front of the bird carcass and covering its head with its hand.

From this angle, the figure's arm emerged from the shadows, with the back of the hand directly exposed to the sunlight, its pale color and clearly visible red veins contrasting sharply with the charred skin of the bird carcass.

And his head, which was twice the size of a basketball, looked unusually bulky compared to his body.

"Was it done by one of their own kind?" The big-headed zombie's slender fingers gently scraped the bird corpse's head, making a teeth-grinding "click-click" sound.

The bird carcass whimpered for a while with its mouth agape before finally managing to squeeze out a sentence: "Humans...and...their kind..."

"First and last?" The big-headed zombie's hands suddenly stopped moving.

The bird carcass shook its head and let out two more whimpers.

"They were together?"

The big-headed zombie was somewhat surprised.

“Male…human…” the bird corpse said with difficulty.

Compared to the female human, the bird corpse had a much deeper impression of the other humans.

Even the mutated kin who drove it mad, and the kin who later set it on fire, carried the aura of those humans. At this moment, it wanted to tear that human apart more than a feast.

Burned like this, it's barely alive, and for the time being, it's incapable of giving chase.

"Ah ah..." The bird corpse struggled to raise its neck and reached out to grab Big Head's arm.

The skin and flesh that were stuck together were torn apart little by little, a process that was just like skinning someone alive.

"I understand." The big-headed zombie's hand was still pressed on the bird corpse's head, restricting its movements to one place.

After rubbing his fingers on the charred skin a couple of times, the big-headed zombie's thin fingers suddenly pressed down along the back of its head, squeezing into the bird-like zombie's head.

The bird carcass froze instantly, opening its mouth wide and uttering a series of unintelligible sounds.

Its hand also froze in mid-air, trembling just centimeters from the big-headed zombie's arm.

"Why, Master?"

This was his last voice.

"You're already ruined. It will take an unknown amount of time to recover. According to our survival rules, you should be eliminated. This is the law of nature."

The big-headed zombie spoke calmly, slowly squeezing his fingers completely inside.

Throughout this process, the bird carcass's body trembled continuously.

It's like a conditioned reflex, or perhaps a reflection of its state of mind...

Of course, this is on the premise that it has that kind of mood.

As the big-headed zombie slowly withdrew its fingers, the bird-like zombie's body suddenly stiffened.

puff!

Along with the splattering blood and various liquids, a sliver of purple light fell into the palm of the big-headed zombie.

"Don't worry, you're like a pig I've been feeding with all my might, a cornerstone that makes me stronger." The big-headed zombie patted the bird-corpse's head with its blood-stained hand.