I Can't Be the Head of Chaldea

When he reacted, he immediately stood up from the bench.

"Do you think you can escape? Lecturer." Du Lin said expressionlessly.

After carefully asking BB to investigate the [-]-year-old young magician in front of him, Du Lin later discovered that the other party was the lecturer of the clock tower.

But with such an identity, he doesn't have any heroes.

"Durin... Godot." Firth's face was gloomy.

He appeared here, and appeared with a posture aimed at him, which meant that the group of dead disciples had been taken over.

Phils gritted his teeth: "It's really useless, it really is garbage in the dark."

"You are also of equal status." Du Lin said lightly.

He walked forward step by step, stretched out his magic gloves, and murmured in a low voice.

【High Speed ​​Words】

With the feet as the center, the silver-white magic particles spread and converged into a huge magic circle, covering the entire square in front of Westminster Abbey.

The pedestrians around were still walking and began to disperse subconsciously.

Even though it was just a magic trick of 'dispelling idlers', Fiers still widened his eyes in shock.

He knows what this 'instant chant' and 'using the source' mean...

"Magician..." he murmured dully, not daring to reply: "This is impossible... How could the clock tower ignore this kind of information. No, how could we not know your power!?"

"Because when I was a magician, the world was in a state of destruction. Gandr!"

Du Lin stretched out his finger and directly fired a violent magic bullet.

Seeing this powerful and swift spell bullet, Phils is not an idiot who just stands there waiting to die. A silver magic circuit emerged on the skin surface of his arm under the suit, and he drew two magic circles in mid-air with his fingers. Word.

A summoned object of energy appeared in front of his eyes, serving as a substitute puppet.

The magic bullet hit the puppet and made a bang.

As expected of a magician... he thought to himself.

However, his purpose has been achieved.

Quickly drew another magic rune in midair, summoning a shadowy familiar from another dimension.

All I saw was that the familiar suddenly opened a shadow gap that extended more than ten meters, and his body appeared to be covered in pitch black.

"Goodbye, we will meet again. Durin Godot." Phils half-body merged into the shadow.

"A magic that relies on the characteristics of the familiar and penetrates into the shadows? Interesting...but it's still too slow and too weak."

Du Lin still shot a finger, but this time it was not the Nordic Gandr, but a pure energy magic bullet.

Biu~

One blow comes from the thumb.

With a distance of less than ten meters, the attack directly hit the shadow familiar, and there was a bang.

It's useless... Phils whispered in his heart, but he didn't dare to waste any second of time to escape.

Facing a magician, even a young magician, he still had to respect him.

However, the explosion of the magic bullet hit the shadow familiar, and the impact of the explosion suddenly outlined a scarlet magic circle.

Phils' eyes widened: "What!?"

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Chapter 605 Master-student meeting, Canozaki Orange

It turned out to be a duet chant! ?

Phils couldn't help but lose his voice.

He didn't even see the magic bullet chant of the opponent's first project, let alone adding a magic spell to the magic bullet already fired.

A magician that is completely instant, even smoother than that Aoko Aozaki used magic...

Hey——!

In the next second, his Shadow Familiar was imprisoned in mid-air, unable to move, and directly disintegrated and returned to the inside of the world.

And without the characteristics of the familiar, the magic that he drilled into the crack of the shadow is also self-defeating.

Half of his body was completely squeezed out, and Phils slumped not far from the bench, clutching his blood-stained lower body, with defeat and unwillingness on his face.

Du Lin stepped forward step by step, and murmured in a low voice: "ICE!"

The atmosphere in the air quickly compresses the density of the moisture under the concentration of magic power, and then the cold wind blows, unfolding the movement of matter.

The sound of condensed ice flakes sounded slowly, and only an ice gun was seen, and as Du Lin's figure arrived, it unfolded step by step.

When he walked in front of Phils, the ice gun was condensed and held tightly in mid-air.

Phils opened his mouth and said in surprise, "Are you going to kill me? Durin Gordo."

Du Lin didn't respond, but Aita on his shoulder babbled towards the street not far away.