[Comprehensive Fairy Tale] The Lord God ruined my childhood!

There was no more sound from the terminal. Nightingale lowered her head. Under the messy forehead, the pair of clear and graceful light purple eyes gradually deepened. His pupils were shrinking violently, almost elongated into dragons. vertical pupil.

The reincarnated Arthur Melvid is a madman.

The Lord God's position in the reincarnation space is supreme, manipulating those reincarnations, making them have no strength but unable to break free like being trapped in a spider's web.Oppression will always arouse resistance. I don’t know how many people raised the banner of freedom and wanted to completely overthrow the main god to gain power, but they all fell to the ground and died in front of the main god.

[Arthur Melvid!You are a family dog ​​raised by the Lord God! ! ! 】

What's the use of clamoring?It's just the end of the road before death comes.The blond-haired reincarnation has no expression on his face, surrounded by elements, flowing happily between his fingers, turning into sky fire that burns everything, ice that freezes everything, and killing blade that kills greed... Penetrating into it The heart of those "rebels".

Is he a house dog?Ridiculous assertion!

The ball of light symbolizing the Lord God descended from the zenith, and leaned against Arthur with a "owwow", covering his head with the corner of his cloak.

[Arthur is super-handsome!Those guys balabala]

"No one can hurt you." The blond reincarnated person said, his face was expressionless, but his eyes showed deep tenderness. The main god was reflected in his eyes, as if reflecting a phantom of the past.

"I will protect you."

The water glass on the table vibrated, followed by the whole table, they were shaken by a very beautiful sound, rustling softly among the boiling elements.The chanting overflowing between the lips and teeth is light and free, the wind element responds to the call, and gathers cheerfully, condensing into the shape of a bird, opening its round eyes, spreading its wings and flying out of the window, all of a sudden, the sky is full of green and golden of light and shadow.

The avalanche of birds poured towards the imperial capital, and the scenery reflected in their eyes was transmitted to the owner. The huge amount of information was enough to make anyone have a splitting headache, but Arthur remained expressionless, and he didn't even stop singing.

The voice was still steady, and Nightingale sang another song. His brain was analyzing the images seen by the birds at high speed, and no corner was missed. He found the road where the accident happened before, and found the broken vehicle. Finally, the group of people was locked, and Iger was on the list!

……traitor.

The turquoise flock of birds suddenly disappeared, as if they had never existed before. Arthur stopped and took a breath. Such high-level compound magic is a great burden to use, especially this body is far more fragile than he imagined. A slightly longer chant gives you an uncomfortable feeling in your throat.But he stubbornly held his short knife and stepped on the window sill. A pair of brown wings slowly spread out from behind. The silver-gray bright spots symbolizing nightingales were dotted under the wings, shining brightly in the night sky!

This was probably the only bright spot on the appearance of this unattractive little bird. Arthur no longer had the time to pay attention to this bright spot. With a powerful wave of his wings, he jumped into the already familiar night.The map recorded earlier lay out in his mind, and Arthur flew along the deserted streets, singing softly all the way in order to save time.

It takes a very long time to chant because——

This is a curse!

Igor glanced at his younger brother complicatedly. He was afraid of him, but at this time he was even more afraid of the old councilor, the kind of sonic attack, even if he was wearing protective gear, he felt that he would die in the next second. And Sario, who was exposed to that sound, actually lasted for 3 minutes!

What a terrifying existence, unexpectedly resisting the onset of mania...

The chairman of the council was a little surprised, obviously he didn't expect Sario to last for so long, but fortunately, although he was conscious within 3 minutes, he couldn't attack at all, otherwise they would all die there!

The head of the council slowly seeped cold sweat on his forehead, and then looked angrily at the black-haired young man who had lost consciousness, his eyes touched the black and gold wings, and he sneered silently.

"Do you still want to have golden wings? That's not what you should have!"

"The ominous twins shouldn't have the same wings, you just need to live in the shadows!"

Death is hidden in the emperor's shadow, this is the common will of all the higher councils!So from the early years, they used various advanced methods to make this [Death God] develop drug dependence and lose all emotional reactions. Unexpectedly, something went wrong and he broke free from control.

Could it be because of what?The chairman of the council pondered silently, then suddenly turned his head and asked Igor, "I heard that he has a lover?"

Hearing these words, Sario, who was already confirmed to be in a coma, suddenly struggled suddenly, causing the instrument on his body to make a sound, and the dark eyes that were forced open were full of anger and violence. Everyone present stared at the chairman of the council with tearing eyes, and uttered words coldly.

"You'd better pray, don't let me escape from here!" He once again struggled vigorously with the long-wired instrument, almost breaking free, causing the researchers next to him to scream, and hurriedly held him down.The veins on the chairman's face popped out, and he also felt scared at this time.

"Give him a sedative! Quick!!!"

The liquid medicine was quickly injected, but it didn't have any effect. The talented Yuzu completely ignored this small dose, and the black and gold wings flapped vigorously. When the chairman of the review mentioned that Little Nightingale made Sarri Ao completely went berserk, and almost no one could suppress him at this time. In the end, the chairman of the council had no choice but to let irrelevant personnel withdraw, and those who stayed in the room wore the special protective gear they had used before.

"Do you want to use that again?" Igor's face was pale, and the pain was almost unbearable to the Yuzu.The chairman of the council did not look good, but he had no choice.

"Bring Nightingale here." He ordered his confidants.

Igor thought he was hallucinating. He seemed to have heard the word "Nightingale", and according to the chairman of the council, it seemed like a small character who came and went as soon as he was called.

"... Nightingale?" Igor heard the trembling of his own voice, and had a terrible guess in his mind. Could it be that the voice that could severely damage all the Yuzu was...!

"You guessed right." The chairman of the council nodded approvingly, and he seemed to be a little emotional, "Creatures like nightingales can soothe mania because they sing songs full of hope and love. Has it become despair? It should be interesting, right?"

Igor turned his head stiffly, and saw a petite songbird brought by the chairman's confidant, wearing a large white robe, a pair of brown eyes that were empty, and a head of elegant brown hair. Somehow it made him look familiar, as if he had seen this hair color before.

His confidant took out the needle tube, which contained a viscous blue liquid. Nightingale's eyes finally started to roll, as if predicting the next fate, he tried to escape like crazy, but was violently dragged back and injected the medicine.

Nightingale fell into a long silence, and her silver-gray bright-spotted wings hung down feebly. Igor watched all this with his lips tightly pressed together. He didn't know that the chairman of the council was so daring!How dare you enslave the precious nightingale!

But he couldn't do anything, he couldn't even resist the elders, he could only watch silently.Nightingale curled up in pain, and even the broken breath that escaped from his throat was as beautiful as a dream, but gradually the voice changed, and under the torture of pain, Nightingale's eyes were filled with tears of hatred.

"It's almost there. The child's throat hasn't recovered in the past two years. This kind of voice will always damage the vocal cords." The chairman of the council seemed very calm, and this calm made Igor feel particularly incredible.No matter what, it was a rare and cherished nightingale, maybe there was only one like this left in the world, and it... would be treated like this!

Sario stared at the nightingale for a while, heaved a sigh of relief, and even felt relieved when the piercing sound sounded.

Fortunately, Arthur was not here. If possible, he hoped that his little Nightingale would never see such an ugly scene.

No one knows when the dark clouds came. In such a dark night, the dark clouds were originally invisible, but there was a blood-red light flowing through the gaps in the clouds, winding like the blood of sinners. A large group of dark clouds gathered above the research institute. I went to this institution to study biopharmaceuticals, but behind the scenes it was the stronghold of the chairman of the council. Members of the upper council often met here, and even abandoned the lower house to make decisions about the empire.

Arthur's chanting never stopped, and the dark cloud covered with blood-red lines weighed down heavily, like an ominous banner, under which the army of the dead gathered.

The light was pulled away one by one, leaving only the thickest darkness. In such an environment, nocturnal birds with superior night vision cannot see things calmly.Such a change alarmed those in power in the empire, and the councilors woke up from their sleep, staring blankly at the unprecedented scene.

"It's just... like the end of the day..." A member of parliament murmured his thoughts.

The media was dispatched quickly, and the good-flying Yu clan couldn't fly close to the dark clouds. They could only settle on the nearby tall buildings in amazement, watch the terrifying celestial phenomenon at close range, and then broadcast it to colleagues behind.

The entire imperial capital is awake, or sitting in front of the computer, or holding the terminal, silently watching the next change.

The dark clouds continued to sink, covering the entire research institute and the underground part in thick darkness. With the help of his wings, Arthur fell lightly from the tall building, and the silver-gray bright spots under the wings flashed past.He walked into the darkness without hesitation. As a spellcaster, the dark cloud did not resist him at all, but instead gave him the most gentle protection, just like the feeling of being wrapped by Sario's wings.

Arthur's eyes dimmed, and the dagger was drawn out of its sheath and held in his hand.

Today, he will not let go of all relevant personnel in this institute!And that voice, the effect of destroying the mind is comparable to spiritual magic, maybe it was made by a special race.

Such as nightingale.

He doesn't have much joy in his heart about meeting his fellow clan. He has always been very defensive when he doesn't know whether the other party is an enemy or a friend. .

The despairing voice from Nightingale's mouth was so shrill, Sario, who had ignored the tranquilizer, finally changed his face, he frowned fiercely, and a large spot of light flashed before his eyes again, the overlapping phantoms pulled his rationality, and he realized the collapse On the edge of it, he played back the scene of Little Nightingale singing in his mind.

It seemed that all the light was focused on that little bird. He sang softly, with a gentle and pious expression, and occasionally turned his head playfully and winked at him.

His little nightingale...