I Can't Be the Head of Chaldea

[Kill Leviathan's son - 'Iron Armored Dragon' Tarasque.Draw quantum 25 scale. 】

[The characteristics of your Dragon Slayer have been slightly improved, and the current special attack against dragons has increased to 30%]

"Did you kill it?" Du Lin whispered and walked out of the woods.

There is no need to cheer, nor shock and praise, maybe it is easier to act as a decisive role behind the scenes than to be funny!

The shock wave receded slowly, and Du Lin walked up to Matthew and the others to confirm their safety: "Are you all right?"

Matthew and the others slowly got up from the aftermath, watching Du Lin's arrival in bewilderment.

Everyone hadn't recovered yet, when they looked up and saw the giant dragon turned into particles on the ground, their expressions were slightly unnatural.

Unlike the backstab experience I saw last time, their strengths were really as strong as the rumors said.

Facing the flying dragon was fine, but this blow actually killed the real dragon species... and this unscientific light cannon came from their Chaldean director.

The power of human beings... Gudazi opened his mouth, looking forward to it.Since she comes from the same blood as her father, she will be able to upgrade to this level one day, right?

This is the strongest mount that killed the dragon knight in one blow!

"Mr. Director!"

"That... thank you very much." Matthew looked a little cautious.

Joan of Arc and Laiditia on the other side also stood up. Their faces were covered with mud, like the sisters of a country girl. One of them seemed to be recalling what happened last time, and his expression was very embarrassing.

After Du Lin confirmed their safety, he nodded expressionlessly: "It seems that you are protected by Matthew, and you are safe and sound. If you knew about my power, you would have amplified it."

Looking in the direction of the deep pit where Tarasque fell, the notification sound in his mind has not yet heard the news of the death of Rider Saintess Martha.

He transformed his bow into the shape of a spear, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he approached step by step.

"Wait a minute, Director." Matthew said quickly.

"Any questions?"

"That Rider didn't come to assassinate us."

"I know this, he is Joan of Arc..." At this point, Du Lin glanced at the innocent Bai Zhen and changed his words: "She was sent by Joan of Arc to watch you, even if it's not assassination, she has no good intentions."

"It's not wrong..." At this moment, a voice of approval came from below Tarasque, the voice was panting: "I have been telling myself to be a competent saint, but in this world, I have been punished by abnormal people. The Holy Maiden summoned me. It was all because of her that my rationality disappeared and I became extremely violent!"

The owner of the voice walked out of it wearing a fragmentary saint's robe, and the iron fist in his hand was full of starry particles. That blow killed the restrained dragon species, but the saint was not among them.

According to the information in the hostile camp during this period, this Martha, one of the twelve saints of Christianity, is said to have witnessed the miracle of Jesus' resurrection, and is also rumored to be a powerful existence that subdued the dragon.

Although she is the same village girl and saintess as Joan of Arc, this one is a real and powerful faction!

"Sure enough, you are still alive..." Du Lin stared at her solemnly, and at the same time told the others: "Rider's real name is Martha, and the scepter in her hand was given by Jesus, if you have any other weaknesses to add... ..."

Du Lin looked at the fist on her face that received the attack from his own light cannon, and secretly felt troubled.

The one-hit kill effect disappears, is the next step going to be a hand-to-hand combat with this strange girl?

"You were thinking about something very impolite, Berserker!" Mirtha looked at Durin in a very bad tone.

Du Lin immediately made a gesture of preparing for the battle: "Fujimaru Tachika, Leticia! Order your servants to help me fight!"

"Wait a minute, Mr. Director." At this moment, a spiritual projection with an unstable signal appeared, and Roman inside stopped him and said, "She has no malicious intentions!"

Du Lin shook his head: "It's not a matter of malice. The best way is to take advantage of her weakness and kill her with one blow! It is impossible for all the followers who have gone mad to instigate rebellion."

"Hey?"

"He said nothing wrong, good old man of Chaldea. At this moment, I am also desperately trying to restrain the irrational impulse to kill you... and him!"

Chapter 104 When the Light Cannon Fails (Two in One)

"But, there must be some way..." Roman hesitated to speak.

Just like in the first world, being able to instigate against Caster as well as instigate opponents, he thought ideally.Now Director Olga is arranging Coles' secret mission on the other side, and he also has to assume the responsibility of being in charge of this group of master candidates.

Martha paused slightly, and sneered at the magic projection weirdo: "Although I am very grateful for your expectation, I cannot be your companion."

"Why? Your Excellency the Holy Maiden is obviously rational."

Martha shook her head: "You wouldn't be willing to accept a servant who will be attacked as a companion if you don't pay attention to your back, right? I'm very confident that if you receive the Master's Command Curse, you people might be killed. I am all destroyed, and without exception."

Du Lin hummed: "That's what she said, Roman. Even if you can suppress your own madness, if Joan of Arc uses the command spell, they will immediately betray you. You must recognize the reality.

As long as I backstab them, you absolutely cannot give them a chance to backstab you!Not at all! "

Everyone: "..."

Martha: "..."

While speaking, there was a layer of magic circuit traces attached to Du Lindi's feet.

【strengthen】

With the step of blessing, Du Lin kicked his feet, and rushed like a cannonball.He arrived in front of Martha with the Spear of Stars in his hand, and it was a deadly thrust.

He wanted to hit by surprise, but it was not in the direction of a backstab, but he was easily dodged by the opposite side with a dodge.

Maerda snorted, looked at the tip of the gun in front of her and suddenly laughed: "You really can't wait to kill me, Berserker, the killing intent on the tip of the gun... is it trying to hide something?"

"Hiding what?"