I Can't Be the Head of Chaldea

"Sorry, the enemy is a strong enemy," Anastasia replied.

Under the guidance of Mozart's sonata and the words of the princess, Ivan the Terrible's dazed state began to gradually improve without his own being aware of it.

In his own perception, the guy who was harassing him from the outside world gradually became angry, and his dizzy brain driven by anger also began to become sober.

"Then leave it to me, beloved wife!"

"But your injury—" There was hesitation in her eyes, and this expression was not a pretense.

"Hahahahaha..." Ivan the Terrible suddenly sat up straight from the throne, and pulled out the light gun on his chest with one hand.

Under the rough palm like a giant elephant, he squeezed suddenly.

click!

In the air, a wave of golden particles floated up from Anastasia's face, and the golden light gun turned into powder.

"Isn't this the holy spear body of the Lion King?"

"If it's really the main body...my lore belt will also be absorbed together! This is just a gift from her previous transaction! But how can I accept the same opponent's method to expand the lore belt?"

Anastasia was startled when she heard that, and looked at the picture of the blood-stained chest of the Tsar in front of her, although she recovered very quickly with the self-healing power of the huge beast body.

But she still couldn't help but wonder in her heart, what kind of gift would be stabbed in the chest, and what about the expansion of the belt of rumors?

Can the Holy Lance of the Lion King speed up the expansion of the Lost Belt?

"Since you are the doomed enemy in the history of pan-humanity, then follow me immediately!" Ivan the Terrible stood up from the throne, his knees sank and he shook the stairs step by step.

"Yes, Tsar."

Staring at Ivan the Terrible who had walked out of the magic space ahead of time, Anastasia called out Mozart again: "Amadeus, this is the last task. Next... I won't stain your life with war. Art is gone, and you are free."

"Is that so? I understand, Your Excellency. I wish you good luck for your next trip." Mozart smiled slightly under the mask, and turned into star-light particles with great interest, dissipating in this strange belt.

In the magic space, Anastasia watched him leave and silently left the barrier.

……

The Kremlin, outside.

When Ivan the Terrible came out, all the subordinates who had ruled the city outside for hundreds of years and took in the severe cold were all gone.

A piece of gunpowder smoke filled the entire city, and the hot water vapor and black smoke swept across the entire city.

Just for a moment, Ivan the Terrible could not help but spit out a stream of white air from his nostrils.

"Who the hell... dare to act like this in my empire!"

Ivan the Terrible's angry roar resounded throughout the city.

Immediately in the next second, he immediately waved the scepter in his hand, expanding the barrier of the emperor's Great God Hall.

The movements and reactions of the surrounding scenes were presented in his mind one by one.

Three moving responses appeared on both sides of the castle and high above the sky, and Ivan the Terrible's pupils glowing in the mist locked on the flanks.

Semiramis, who was in a breath blocking state, instinctively tightened his body.As he looked up, Ishtar in the sky was also locked in it without exception.

Ivan the Terrible held up the golden scepter, only to see the gemstone at its core flashing, and in the dense snowstorm, ice blocks suddenly condensed on the surrounding flanks.

At this moment, there was a 'swish' sound from the mist.

A holy spear condensed by golden energy struck towards him with a destructive power.

"Um--?"

Ivan the Terrible's voice sank, and the golden scepter was subconsciously placed in front of him.

boom!

A golden wave of air spread out from around the gate of the Kremlin, blowing away the surrounding fog.

The frozen magic was interrupted, and Ivan the Terrible's eyes were fixed on the attacking person in front of him, and he looked stunned under his unclear expression.

This attack...is very similar to the previous Lion King!

But the aura coming from the opposite side is completely different from that of the Lion King.

Tap, tap, tap, the sound of boots stepping on the snow approached step by step.

A young man with black hair and a dark overcoat slowly walked in front of him.

"Are you—an old human being?" Almost instantly, Ivan the Terrible judged the identity of the opposite party, his tone slightly astonished.

It is really the same as what his beloved wife said, it is an old human from the pan-human history.

"magician?"

"Is the emperor of the beast kingdom still a beast?" Du Lin was slightly surprised when he saw the burly elephant-like figure opposite him.

A spiritual projection of "嗞嗞" appeared in front of Du Lin, and a cute little profiteer appeared in front of Du Lin, and he popularized science: "He is the king of Yaga (Yaga), just like what the previous director said. Among the orcs that were fused with monsters, Ivan the Terrible fused with the strongest monsters in this Lost Belt!

Also, he is a living existence, so don't treat him as a 'servant with only D in magic power'. "

"I still can't tell the difference between the physical body and the spiritual body.

However, this way I seem to understand why he is king, the combination of human + ancient fantasy mammoth, leaving aside the attainments in magic, knowledge, and origin——