I Can't Be the Head of Chaldea

Turku's military flag fluttered high, and the Persian military flag was decadent. On top of the backup, it was obvious that the Turku Army's reinforcements were even more ferocious.

"It is said that the Persian army was led by Manouchehr, and the brave man who saved the world that the businessman said, why did he lose instead?" Kiara Saseiin couldn't help being curious.

She has done her homework, the King of Persia is the last king of the West Asian gods, but the Turku army on the other side, in myths and legends, even the king and general cannot be found.

"Persia fell into a disadvantage in this war because the Tur army had the legendary treasure "Three Treasures Mill"... Haah... Haah..."——a panting voice sounded from behind Du Lin and the others .

Hei Zhen looked back and saw a pig being lifted up by two muscular guards.

"Hey, this female general's eyes are too much."

"Mr. Merchant?" Minamoto Laiguang looked back and couldn't help being surprised.

The person who came was a fat businessman who provided information not long ago, and he said profusely in sweat, "Huh...haha... finally caught up with you."

"Boss, you don't sell weapons, but follow us?"

"Please don't misunderstand. Since you have given me so many precious treasures (twelve boxes of ramen noodles) as a distinguished guest, I would be too philistine if I don't help you! Besides, I am the one who provides the information, so I will let you If you understand, you will be at ease."

Du Lin didn't care if the fat businessman found out with conscience, or felt that he was being taken advantage of by taking a long time to catch big fish.

He was very curious about what he said just now: "Sambo mill?"

"Yes, maybe in terms of heroes, the Persian side has the brave Arash, but with the "Sambo Mill", a treasure handed down from the age of mythology, he can bring wheat, salt, and gold coins to Turku.In this era when kings are vying for hegemony, this undoubtedly symbolizes a steady stream of food and weapons.

The Turku army can rely on this treasure to continuously produce troops, and even if the brave Arash shoots down the border of the battle, it does not mean that the Turku army can be completely defeated. "

"Soldiers and heroes should be different, right?" Lai Guang's mother asked.

"No... heroes can influence the direction of the battle. But soldiers are the key to victory on the battlefield. Even the Lion King who has become a god can't ignore this." The fat businessman said firmly.

"Oh?"

"Please also feel the battlefield carefully, they are going to reveal their cards at the end!"

Du Lin followed the eyes of the fat businessman, and the rear of the Persian army in the distance began to form a strange phalanx.

He couldn't see clearly, so he simply used the magic [Yuanwang] and [projection] to create a magic circle to monitor the overall situation of the battlefield.

The fat businessman couldn't help feeling weird when he saw a magic projection like an oval mirror appearing in front of his eyes.

He took a gamble without doing a good business, and made a good investment before the other party came from another world, waiting for future returns.

It turns out that this 'Salary King' is an existence similar to a court magician...

This train is halfway through, do you want to get off?

No——I want to believe my eyes, the fat businessman hypnotized himself.

Du Lin used the technology of magic projection to draw the Persian army closer, and stopped slightly when he could overlook the opponent's military tent.

A black-haired young man with brown skin, wearing green leather armor and holding a red bow stood on the top of a hill, and slowly began to draw the bow.

Surrounding him, colorful 'elements' light up, protecting his body's strength.

From Du Lin's perception, he is stronger than the heroic spirit, and at the same time, this arrow Du Lin has no doubt that he has wiped out the entire picture of the reinforcements behind the Turku army.

Just when he speculated with this thought, the breath of the entire battlefield suddenly changed, and he subconsciously turned the coordinates of the magic projection to the Turku side at the other end.

"Hurry up, the brave Arash is about to shoot his bow and arrow again."

"The magician is ready."

"The enchantment is unfolding!"

A majestic breath came from the rear of the Turku army.

wrong!

It cannot be called one, but the breath of countless ways.

Du Lin looked at the magic projection in surprise. Tens of thousands of Turku soldiers, the elemental energy emerging around them, merged into one under the magician's enchantment.

Ten meters, one hundred meters, one thousand meters...

It's like omnipotent compatibility, a huge blue barrier that cuts across the entire battlefield, condensed into one.

On the other side, Arash stared solemnly into the distance, pulled up his longbow fearlessly and began to chant spells.

"My lord, the most holy sun!

O Lord who bestows wisdom, dignity, and power in all glory!

Please take a clear view of my sincerity, my belief, and my ability.

Behold, creator of the stars and the moon!

Witness this deed of mine, this end of me, the sacred devotion (Spenta?Armaiti) that I will accomplish"

When singing here.

moment--!

All of a sudden, an extremely surging white air flow burst out from Arash's arrow.

Shouted loudly: "——A Meteor (Stella)!!"

Swish!