I Can't Be the Head of Chaldea

The purple lightsaber emitted a gleam of light, absorbing its quintessential magic power and transmitting it to the sword body, and then the sword body transmitted it to the body of the sword-bearer Du Lin.

A touch of consumed power, as if being filled again with a sense of fullness, made Du Lin groan, retracted the big sword he was holding, and turned around to sweep twice with one blow.

A new round of vampire sprints, blocked again.

Such a scene is still happening in the next moment.

One minute, ten minutes, one hour, several hours... Du Lin's figure has been standing at the entrance of the city gate of Romania's capital.

Of course, the city gate of the capital of Romania is not this place, and there are also east gates and north gates.

But—as long as anyone tries to pass through here, he has to face Durin who is standing at the city gate.

He was firmly stationed at the city gate, and the heavy blow of the big sword was sometimes accompanied by a puff, and a vampire who charged was smashed flat.

Or the vampires rushed over in a team and encountered the continuous stabs of Whirlwind.

His posture is like a man guarding the gate, a brave man standing at the entrance of the city gate, not letting a vampire trying to attack escape.

The blood of the vampires had stained Du Lin's purple sword red, showing a purple gleam, but in fact, the blood of the vampires was absorbed by the magic sword and transformed into magic power, filling the owner's body.

And standing in front of him was a sea of ​​corpses that had been cut off one by one.

God knows how many vampires he killed, but he didn't count them carefully.As the number increases, it will only become more difficult for vampires to try to cross the part of the city gate covered by this pile of hills.

And he...

Then in every minute, every second of absorption and recovery.

Located tens of meters away, Morgan Le Fay, who was acting as a defense behind Durin for the time being, leisurely shot a bolt of lightning, killing the vampire who was trying to backstab Durin from the city wall.

She silently observed Durin standing at the entrance.

Compared with the situation just now, his breath has begun to recover.This result also indicates that she has lost the best chance to assassinate the other party...

But it doesn't matter!

Who said that stabbing the opponent in the back is the best result?

Maybe this man will choose to help himself because he is standing behind.It's a pity that once her plan is announced, the other party must stand by her side, which Morgan Le Fay herself can't use to gamble on the other party's trust.

But the man couldn't speak clearly from his back, and he might not even have a 3-year-old little girl, but he just attracted her curiosity.

That man is not afraid of his daughter's psychological shadow caused by his killing, and that little girl's desire for "blood" far exceeds that of a young girl in her cognition. Even Arthur, who was created by magic, had Nothing so weird.

Naturally carnivorous?

The little girl seemed to be aware of the gaze from behind, she turned her head and stuck out her tongue: "lue~lue~~"

Morgan Le Fay: "..."

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the piles of vampire corpses piled up at the gate of the city were getting higher and higher, and Morgan Le Fay was trying to cross over from the other end more and more.

Gradually, she got busy and didn't have time to observe the father and daughter.On the contrary, at the gate of the city, only a few of them passed through the gate that had been piled up with vampire corpses.

In these few hours, their actions have been completely reversed at this moment.

Du Lin relaxed briefly, and retreated from the gate of the city.

After all, he is not a stubborn muscular faction who wants to kill vampires with a sword. He guarded the city gate and used the magic sword to absorb magic power to recover for a few hours. Fill the back.

Yes--

When a person fights for three or four hours, the energy is not only not consumed, but also increased a lot. This situation is true for Du Lin!

To put it bluntly, if the value consumed by Du Lin to kill a vampire is 1, then the value fed back to the body through the magic sword is 2.

The lack of mana mobility, his physical toughness fully made up for the lack of mana filling this time, and the situation of "Fa Ye has no blue" lasted for several hours.

And now, it's time for him to return to the art stage.

……

Du Lin dispelled the true demon of the magic sword, turning it into purple photons and dissipating in the world.

He carried little Aita to Morgan Le Fay's side, and looked at the vampires climbing out of the city wall one by one above his head.

puff!puff!puff!

Wearing magic gloves, Morgan Le Fay fired magic bullets one by one, and the heads of the rushing vampires exploded in rows.

"Aren't you going to help?" Morgan Le Fay whispered.

"I saw Vlad III before." Durin said slowly, not intending to help.

"Oh?"

"Indeed, as you speculate, he is not irrational as the Conqueror King Iskandar said. On the contrary, he upholds the elegance of the vampire grand duke in the biography. This vampire rushing infinitely seems to be The opponent's masterpiece." Du Lin said.

puff!

After defeating a jumping vampire again, Morgan Le Fay paused slightly: "Does that mean the other party doesn't care about these vampire subordinates at all?"

"Yes!"

【High Speed ​​Words】

Du Lin also fired a magic bullet, which exploded the vampire who rushed forward.