I Can't Be the Head of Chaldea

Boo!

Boo!

The whistling haze blade and the sonic boom circle from the collision point of the body turned into countless haze blades and attacked in all directions.

The simple professional Mexican wrestling has turned into the "Age of Gods" version of the "explosion" mode at this moment, which is dazzling for a while.

This kind of attack made the people in the field avoid immediately.

Da Vinci observed the battle in the field, and the directors of their family were fighting at the same level as the opponents. This may be due to the fact that the enemies encountered by the Singularity in the past few times have laid a good foundation for their own directors. .

But... going on like this is definitely not an option!

In the case of a war of attrition, the system in the brain of the head of the family may last for ten days and a half a month, but the gods will only last longer.

Therefore, since the Feathered Serpent God cannot be captured, and the other side cannot be helped, it is meaningless to stay here and fight.

Da Vinci's thoughts were still lingering on the "mother" that Quetzal had just mentioned, and the face in the Lingzi projection could not help whispering against his chin: "What does that sentence mean, Quetzal in Central and South American mythology Er's mother?"

"It's not that way of understanding, it's really superficial." Artoria said with a frown.

Da Vinci was startled: "Oh?"

"I'm not obliged to give you an answer." Arturia reacted very coldly, and after a pause, she snorted: "However, those who can be called "mother" by Quetzal should not simply rely on blood relationship to think. "

After finishing speaking, she stopped paying attention to Da Vinci.

Da Vinci was thoughtful after listening... Is it an abstract concept that does not depend on blood relationship?

For example, both Eastern mythology and Western mythology share similar legends such as "creating the world" and "world snake". In these legends, there is no such thing as a certain existence that created the world...

As for the inference in the land of Mesopotamia, the creation of the gods is fresh water and salt water represent the two attributes of yin and yang, but judging from the magic world, which is also the current singularity situation——

It is very likely that it is Abzu, the first ancient god of Babylon, who represents the personification of fresh water and the abyss, and Tiamat, another ocean.

Da Vinci had speculated about these issues before, and now they are confirmed by the words of the 'mother' that Quetzal called and the words of King Arthur, who turned into a maid.

Thinking about it carefully, only Tiamat is qualified to be called mother by her, right?

She has basically confirmed that what is left now is probably just some details, such as the connection between "the beast and Tiamat".

"Okay, thank you for your answer." Da Vinci smiled slightly.

"Hmph, no matter what you know, if you want to resist, you have to defeat Quetzal and the other two pillar gods." Artoria said disdainfully.

"Is there no possibility that our director can influence this goddess?" Da Vinci observed the abnormal fluctuations in Eridu and sighed.

"Probation? As long as you let her see the possibility of human prosperity." Arturia bluntly denied: "But what's the use? The treaty of the Three Goddess Alliance is the highest level, even if you get the goddess's You can't help one goddess against another, and I still have to rely on you in the end."

"I see..." Da Vinci smiled and nodded.

Although I've heard it from my boss' brother once, but the attitude of this maid's answer... It seems that her spirit base is still the shape of her boss.

But his words also aroused Da Vinci's expectations for his own director.

Keep your eyes on the front, if you don't capture this Feathered Serpent, then the other two captives will not be able to be effectively used, and the rules of the Three Goddess Alliance are really troublesome...

However, she is still very confident in her own director.

"Then Rider..."

"Huh?" Artoria's golden pupils froze, only to see a huge haze blade blowing from the field.

It came from the arena, and at the same time, a heavy blow came from near him. Quetzal floated in the sky from a distance, turned into a flaming feathered snake, and swooped down from the sky awe-inspiringly.

"Noble Phantasm!?" Da Vinci's eyes froze.

According to the legend she learned not long ago, it should have been when Quetzalcoatl left Aztec, in order to prevent his property from falling into the hands of the evil god Tezcatepolica, he sacrificed himself The palace burned to the ground with red flames.

Today, this flame has reappeared.

Da Vinci quickly reminded Medusa who was riding a Pegasus at the other end: "Let's go, it's time to retreat."

Medusa was indifferent, and the only one she obeyed was Durin.

At a distance of less than [-] meters in the air, Quetzal's whole body was wrapped in flames, as if she was about to turn into a burning bird and wash down at any moment. In fact, she did so.

She rushed down, and the fire turned into an endless jet wave, pushing her speed to the highest limit.

Grabbing Du Lin with one hand, Du Lin's expression changed under the premise that his whole body was elementalized.

"No, cheating in wrestling or something..." Quezal chuckled.

You're cheating by getting all pissed off, right?Du Lin cursed in his heart.

"Try the big sister's nirvana! Ultimo..."

"High-speed oracle!"

The two sides have already started the game from the flesh, and no longer pay attention to the rules...

Of course, to put it another way, it may be that they are too powerful, causing the forces of nature to be driven by the flesh.

Du Lin didn't understand the rules of Mexican wrestling at all, so when the opponent was furious, it was also in line with the rules to use magic himself.

First, he quickly chanted a project of gravity magic, and black and white lightning with gray and white thunder gushed out of the magic circle.

In front of the entire arena, in the atmosphere, and among the objects, there was a brief stagnation, as if time and space stood still.