I Can't Be the Head of Chaldea

An elliptical magic defense wall... No, it should be called a magic shield-like existence, covering everyone, like a miniature version of the previous treasure.

Beep, beep——!

The dense invisible vacuum arrows fell on the four sides of the defensive wall, instantly drawing dozens of ripples and shock marks.

This time everyone observed Tristan's invisible instant attack, and their faces were horrified.

"Instant..."

"A slash made by vibrating the air by flicking the strings on a harp."

Da Vinci, who keenly observed this, couldn't help showing a look of dread.

In the face of such an attack, no matter how fast a hero is, it is almost impossible to dodge if he does not move out of the opponent's range.

But the so-called retreat range... is also almost difficult.

When the sound appears, the attack is when it arrives, and there may be an existence that can capture the dynamics of the sound and avoid it.But just imagine the shocking arrows that are densely scattered in all directions in an instant, and you almost understand.

What's more, this is not a simple arrow, such an attack is also a slash.

"What a hateful handsome man, I can't do anything about it." Da Vinci complained, and at the same time turned to Du Lin: "Brother, director, I'll leave it to you. This kind of attack I don't know what to do. Brother director?"

She called a few words, but there was no response.

Du Lin still maintained the previous expression of facial paralysis, frowned silently, and put his hand on the cochlea.

"Roman, where are the others? I encountered Tristan and Mordred on my side."

Gudazi and the others set off earlier than themselves, but there was no trace of battle here, but the enemy appeared instead, were they killed?

No...the answer is 99% impossible.There are secrets hidden in Gudazi, and those followers are not vegetarian.

The contact communication was transferred, and there was no spiritual projection, only a simple voice replied: "Ah... sorry. Mash also encountered force majeure factors!"

"Aren't you hurt?"

"It's okay...it's just that they are being chased and can't come over for the time being." Roman's voice was dry.

From the other side there are occasional buzzing sounds, as well as the sound of galloping and trampling, and sometimes girls yelling 'ah, awsl...', "Hurry up and think of a way, Roman, these sphinxes They are going to catch up with us", "There is no other way, these are thousands of sphinxes..."

"The Sun King's army?"

"Ah."

Du Lin's heart sank slightly. At the original planning stage, they should stop Tristan and Mordred now, and he and Hei Zhen go to the holy capital from the flanks, and go straight to the enemy's lair to draw out the Lion King.

But... the plan is not out of bounds.

As long as they can hold Osmandis, now, it's just that he has to hurry up.

"You bastard, die for me—!" A discordant voice sounded, and Mordred dragged a [-]-meter-long energy sword in front of him, and slashed at the magic shield that wrapped Du Lin and others. Come.

Chi!

A shock rose from Du Lin's head, and the defensive wall above his head cracked.

This is not the most important thing at all, Durin glanced behind Mordred, and Tristan's fingers were already on the harp.

"Tear it apart..."

It is not so much the fluctuation of magic power, but the vibration and neighing from the atmosphere.

Du Lin was indifferent, raised his cane, and a ray of purple-black magic circle emerged from the ground nearly [-] meters away, covering Mordred and Tristan as well.

"Don't think about it!"

Boom-!

In the distance, Tristan, who was playing the harp, froze slightly, and immediately avoided.

He leaped in mid-air and at the same time flicked up, attacking Mordred.

The invisible thread entangled Mordred and restrained her, using the vibration to knock her body out of Durin's magic.

Suddenly, at the foot of where Tristan was originally standing and where Mordred was standing, there was a sudden bang, and a big hole collapsed.

From around the big dark hole, it can be seen that the stones are tightly condensed together, and the quantity is constantly pressed, condensing into high-quality clay.

Mordred, who was out of the range of the magic attack, looked at the place where he was standing with lingering fear: "Gravity..."

She had no doubt that if the attack just now was hit, her spirit core would be crushed.

Tristan whispered: "This is something that Gao Wenqing has experienced, but at the moment of making a move, there will be a short vacuum period... huh?"

Before he could finish his sentence, his ears moved slightly, and his figure turned to the side where the two sides were fighting.

"Are there any new followers?"

Du Lin also looked sideways, only to see a group of solemn knights led by knights in blue cloaks and silver armors slowly arriving from this side.

Tristan stopped attacking, and Durin also stopped attacking.After waiting for a minute, the knight finally arrived!

"Oh, here comes the reliable guy."

Lancelot with purple hair arrived, got down from his horse and said solemnly to Du Lin: "Sorry, I have been delayed for some time, please leave this place to me and another person. Everyone, please arrive at the main entrance first!"

"Lancelot, you bastard really dare to show up! And the rebel army behind you. Damn it, have you already planned to rebel?" Mordred gritted his teeth when he saw this face.