I Can't Be the Head of Chaldea

"When I pull the trigger, you start your movement spell," Black Hairless said.

"This distance—"

Before Du Lin could finish speaking, Hei Wumao interrupted: "I believe in you."

Du Lin: "..."

It's been a long time since I felt this feeling, just like when I ordered her as a coder, she would never refute a word of trust.

"3, 2..."

Hearing her countdown, Du Lin also cheered up, and a cyclone of magic power began to emerge under his feet.

"1!"

boom!

A shot went off.

Whoosh-!

A silver cyclone of particles also appeared under Du Lin's feet in an instant, and a burst of extreme magic power burst out.

Under the astonished eyes of the Lion King, Du Lin turned around and flickered to the sky a hundred meters away in the distance.

In the eyes of Heizhen and Heiqiangdai along the way, it was like a white comet runway floating in the air, and the end reached the fourth floor.

"This is……"

"What did Godot discover?"

Whoa!

There was a sound of shattering glass in the distance.

Hei Zhen and the others froze slightly, and immediately wanted to change their spiritual outfits and went to support them.

"Wait...don't move!" The Lion King stretched out his hand to stop them.

Nitocris said dissatisfied: "You are too lenient, Lion King. I am Pharaoh's subordinate, not yours."

"No... There is an existence not weaker than me. He has no killing intent now, and it will be different when you go." The Lion King explained.

She sensed the breath emanating from the fourth floor because of the magic power released by Godot for a short time.

The breath of the underworld, which is completely separated from the elements, is similar to the smell of the power of the underworld that was engraved on Godot's soul before... She couldn't help but think of the crown of the sixth singularity called the "Old Man on the Mountain" bit Assassin.

"This is interesting. This world attracts most of the kings who can call out their names, and there is even a guy who walks alone. Hmm... avoiding Gordo?"

……

the other side.

Wearing a swimsuit, Du Lin broke the window and came to the fourth floor, and put one hand on the green-haired body in front of him on the ground.

"Got you, David."

"Hey, they're all of the same kind. Didn't you just glance at them? You're too stingy." David almost choked, turning his head and staring at Tie Hanhan in front of him.

Du Lin was stunned for a moment, and then said coldly: "What are you talking about inexplicably. Forget it, you should explain the truth of this world to me."

"Huh?" David was stunned.

"Hey, King of Israel, are you still betting?" A teasing voice came.

A breath of spring breeze came from not far away, and Du Lin could only see a silver-haired curly-haired flower magician looking at David with a smile...or was it him?

"Merlin?" Du Lin was surprised.

"Hey, it's been a long time, Master of Chaldea. I didn't expect to see you here again." Merlin said with a smile.

Du Lin looked at the other characters on the table. Fortunately, they were just a group of passers-by, not famous people.

He was stunned.

This is of course, it's not surprising that a guy like Merlin with a rough life appears here.

If people like the old man in the mountain and the sun king appeared here to play cards together, then this place can already be called a singularity—because that means that even the personalities of the old man in the mountain and the sun king have been tampered with.

Surprised in my heart, Du Lin quickly calmed down for Merlin and David, two guys with previous convictions: "Merlin, Artoria in the swimsuit said that you knew I was coming. Then I can Think you've figured that out already?"

"No, no, no... I'm not a clairvoyant who can peer into the future like Gilgamesh. I only knew about the previous reminder because of your conversation with the Lion King in Romania." Merlin waved his hand and said.

"Instead of that, shouldn't you put down the King of Israel?"

Jing Jing, the dealer in purple fur tights, looked at the scene in front of him hesitantly.

Du Lin shook his head slightly: "Merlin, don't pretend to be on vacation when you show up here. I need your help."

Merlin chuckled: "...I'm really here on vacation. And it's the final game, Miss Assassin, deal the cards..."

Jing Jing in the purple-haired tights held the card dealer hesitantly.

Chi-!

Suddenly, there was a sound, and the silent [Moonlight] split the gaming table in half, and the cards in Merlin's hand shattered.

Doolin: "Now your vacation is over!"

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