I Can't Be the Head of Chaldea

At this moment, Nero took advantage of Vlad III's complete focus on his own changes, and quickly grabbed the ejected sword.

Vlad III, who was covered in black energy, overflowed with violent magic power from close range, making it difficult for the three of them to breathe.

And he himself is also in a painful posture.

"Why... er... only this appearance... I can't enjoy the fun of war when I arrive in a different world, why do you want to bless me with this stigma. I can't forgive, I can't..." The voice seemed to be gritted teeth, as if in a The despair of hell hit the three of Du Lin.

However, for the three of them at this moment, the magical power of Vlad III is inconceivable.

"The fluctuation of this magical power is unbelievable. Both the quantity and the quality are completely beyond the standard level." The King of Knights said in amazement.

Du Lin's expression was also extremely dignified.

Leaving aside the issue of magic power, this is completely equivalent to the specs of a magician who 'absorbs a great source'.

Even for himself, only the Age of Gods + Aether Absorption at the seventh singularity can match.

No... at this moment, the 'magic pool' stored in the opponent's sky even exceeds his own.

"Can this body absorb beyond its upper limit?" Du Lin investigated, and suddenly saw Vlad III, who had gone berserk, staring at the three of them with a pair of bloodthirsty pupils from the pain.

not good--!

"You avoid!" Du Lin reminded loudly.

The King of Knights and Nero reacted, subconsciously preparing to retreat, but only saw a shadow passing directly in front of their eyes.

"So fast……"

There was a piercing sound in the air, and in an instant, three bloody claws flashed in front of her eyes.

【Intuition】

The King of Knights instinctively felt a threat of death, and quickly blocked his chest with his sword.

In the next breath, before the sword was raised, a sharp and ferocious blood claw shrouded in black mist suddenly slashed across her shoulders to her abdomen.

The pupils of the King of Knights couldn't help shrinking to the size of a pinhole.

Click!

The armor on the shoulders and chest shattered like flimsy paper!

The figure of Vlad III finally appeared in front of her.

The three-meter-tall winged monster locked on her firmly with its bloodthirsty fangs and scarlet pupils.

Then, he bit her with a bite!

The Knight King's expression sank, and he immediately activated the light particles on the sword, and the sword of the vowed victory burst out with bright golden light, and slashed forward.

I saw Vlad III raised his hand directly as if he had predicted her attack.

Golden sword vs flesh and blood.

Ding--!

There was a metal crash in the air, and the sword of the oath of victory slashed on the monster's arm, as if the blade was blocked by a solid steel plate, unable to sink into the skin at all.

"What...!?" The Knight King's eyes widened in disbelief.

When she was about to make another attack, Vlad III let out a roar, raised his other hand to clenched his fist, and hit it with heavy and fierce force.

Boom!

"Goo-poo-!"

The King of Knights couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood in the air, his body quickly pulled away, and hit the city wall hundreds of meters away, making a rumbling sound.

This scene came too quickly.

Vlad III's previous speed and his current speed are simply the difference between a pulley cart and a rocket.

No one expected that Vlad III would disappear during the retreat and meet him at an unbelievable speed.

"This guy..." Nero looked displeased, and immediately stabbed him.

Whoosh!

At a distance of less than five meters, Vlad III disappeared from the spot again.

A gust of wind swept over, and before Nero could see the figure's face clearly, he felt a heavy blow in his stomach.

boom!

"Gu..."

She also acted like a knight king, and the sight of her body in front of Du Lin's eyes quickly moved away.

Accompanied by a rumbling sound from a distance, the body of Vlad III has moved to the front of Durin in an instant.

Obviously, the first two were knocked into the air, and he didn't intend to let the last Dulin go.

Vlad III's hand with thick veins and long nails stretched out, and he swung his claws and swept towards Du Lin.

【Intuition】

The upper half of Du Lin's body instinctively flashed to the side, and a broad arm just happened to pass by the afterimage of his twisted body, blowing a wave that distorts space.