I Can't Be the Head of Chaldea

The distance of a thousand meters quickly shortened. When Durin was moving in the air, the bow in his hand had turned into a long azure blue particle at some point. Ke has been held tightly by his hand.

〖Fantasy Great Sword·Demon Lost Fall! 〗

In the sky, a light cannon slashed across Aristotle's cross, pouring down in an instant.

Aristotle, who was in a paralyzed state, suffered this blow, and his state of stagnation was stretched for a few seconds again.

Taking advantage of this time, a huge stream of particles gathered around Du Lin's body, condensing into a thousand-meter-long lion, roaring into the sky, and immediately crashed into it in a purely physical manner.

〖Lion's Bite〗

boom--!

There was a violent shock sound from high in the sky, and the huge shadow of the cross of light and rain released from the blood-colored clouds was suddenly knocked sideways.

Just as it was about to launch a counterattack against the 'giant creature' in front of it, Du Lin directly released the cavalry posture, and the sword in his hand immediately turned into a spear, throwing a 'twilight of the gods' across Aristotle's cross in the sky body.

"Dzzzz—!"

【Comet Rush】

〖The composition of the concept dress - the shape of a dagger! 〗

〖Class switch-Assassin. 〗

"elegy!"

Chi!

A slanted slash brought down a dark red slash in midair that could cut space...

In the next second, the dagger in Du Lin's hand immediately turned into a stick, meteor fire rain, wind blade tornado, absolute zero... under the shortened chants of the high-speed divine words, the great magic was densely covered like a scene of the second coming of the age of gods. Hit from high altitude.

But it's still not over!

After the magic, before Hecate's tin rod dissipated, countless states blessed Durin's body, and two giant swords were concretized by him, and Durin incarnated Berserker rushed to Aristotle's stunned cross again. On the body, the two big swords are mixed with the BUFF blessing of the hero's shaping, and the posture of Madness-EX, and there are only dense bangs in the air.

That represents countless slashes, countless stabs, and countless fists, sweeping across the cross Aristotle like a violent storm...

Eighteen kinds of martial arts, Du Lin's incarnation of Archer, Saber, Lancer, Rider, Assassin and other classes poured out continuous attacks, without giving any chance to breathe.

This is the unilateral beating scene of the cross Aristotle descending on the local planet, or it could not understand why the tiny life on the planet resisted so fiercely and was beaten continuously for half an hour...

Obviously, as long as they don't resist, the tiny planet life can return to Gaia's embrace.

However, as expected of a child of Gaia, does this will still desire to survive even when the mother (planet) is facing death?

In this world, there is no soil for them to survive at the end of the day.

Thinking like this, Aristotle of the Cross suddenly released electromagnetic force all over his huge body, forming an absolute paralyzing effect, and then the repulsive force 'bounced' away the struggling life on his body.

Du Lin only felt an irresistible 'repulsive force' that twisted his whole body at once, watching his body float up from the body of the dark cross Aristotle uncontrollably, Then it was suddenly taken away.

A slanted azure meteor fell from a high altitude and landed directly on the ground.

Boom!

Under the attacks of the two, the surface of the earth was like crisp paper, and a large pit was quickly sunken, and smoke and dust were everywhere.

Du Lin coughed out a mouthful of blood, and immediately stood up from the pit, with paranoid eyes and deep boredom.

"Gordo!"

"Director!"

"Master!"

Three voices exclaimed in succession, and Medea, Kiara, and Poppy in the distance hurriedly arrived. Teacher Medea dispersed the smoke and dust with magic, and sprinkled emerald green healing techniques on Du Lin's body, repairing his body. Wound.

"So, there is no chance of winning for the time being, you should understand, right?" Medea reminded again.

Du Lin: "..."

Durin remained silent.

Indeed, as his teacher said, he can't beat the opponent for the time being.

Of course, relying on the pure light rain of the cross, the other party can't do anything to him.

Pursue the reason, but can't change the outcome of this stalemate, it's nothing more than my own 'attack output' is not enough.

He has already used his martial arts combined with magic to the end, but compared with Aristotle on the cross, in a sense, he can't keep up with the opponent's recovery speed.

I have to describe a feeling that the enemy gives him the feeling of 'too fleshy'

This kind of experience of -1, -1 damage for each attack, and the opponent recovers in a short time is definitely not a good feeling.

but--

Such an opponent, warming up before facing the final enemy, is more suitable for me... Isn't it?

"The seven major classes don't seem to work, so I have to try other classes." Du Lin said to himself.

Under Medea's exclamation, his figure did not stay in place, and stepped into the sky again in an instant.

Medea was so angry that her teeth chattered: "Damn it, this one has a muscle!"

Kiara Seshouin: "Heh... After all, there is no enemy that can't be defeated along the way, and now he meets one that will definitely arouse his desire to win, and he hasn't used that enchantment yet!"