I Can't Be the Head of Chaldea

He lowered his head and looked down, and the lower part also conveyed a Tiehanhan look of "so the chant would fail", and Osmandis immediately became angry.

"What are you looking at, kid? This is just Yu's carelessness. Give it to Yu...no, as long as Yu does it again, the core beam of light will be shattered by Yu's Eye of Dandela." Osmandis forced Angry, said flatly.

"Really?" Du Lin was still puzzled by his judgment.

This guy's indiscriminate attacks don't care about the endurance of other people in Chaldea, so they are not trustworthy at all.

He glanced at the figures of the crowd holding the goddess Rungomigniad on the other side, lifted Bedivere on the ground, and immediately ran towards the end of the castle.

"Damn it!" The attitude of being ignored by the kid made Osmandis very angry in the sky.

He took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, stared at the back in the distance, and said in a low voice, "Nitocris, go and assist them."

"Eh?" Nitocris was taken aback.

"Although I really want to kill that kid, but now is not the time." Osmandis looked back to the direction of the mountain when he arrived: "That guy who often goes in and out of the temple, did he really meet his opponent?"

Nitocris didn't pay attention to the second half of the sentence, she answered "Yes" and immediately flew downward with her wand.

……

Castle.

Three minutes later, Du Lin quickly ran up the stairs with the [Enhanced] magic under his feet.

I was already familiar with the road conditions when I came, so taking a shortcut at this time will save time.

In less than a while, they had already arrived between the thrones.

At close range, a huge gun of light with storm power on the surface appeared in front of their eyes.

"Boss, hurry up. The end of the world has already passed towards East Village..."

Roman's voice came from the communication channel, and Du Lin's face darkened, and he nodded in response.

Du Lin picked up Bedivere, who was already extremely weak, and put it aside, then cut his wrist with the Holy Sword of Ether.

A large puddle of blood was spilled between the thrones.

Bedivere was surprised: "This is?"

"The way to arrange the magic circle in an emergency." Du Lin responded briefly, and at the same time took out a golden cup from the package behind him.

Bedivere's pupils shrank: "Could this be... the Holy Grail!?"

"Ah."

In less than a minute, a summoning magic circle was set up.

Du Lin stared at Bedivere's unicorn arm: "Now, please cut off the arm."

"Eh?"

Bedivere was startled, and suddenly he opened his mouth again as if realizing something, with a dry expression on his face.

According to what Merlin said, the wild hunt that the king can't die and pick up a gun and wander around the world is definitely not this kind of thing.

No, even if Merlin said 'assimilation with the Holy Lance', Bedivere didn't think the Lion King could reach this level.

Even the end of the world.

The attitude of throwing out the seventh restraint has completely exceeded the level that Merlin said, "Just send a lecherous girl in tights and you can defeat it"...

"Well, I would like to ask. What are you going to use this sword for?"

Du Lin's eyes froze: "Summon Saber (wife)!"

Chapter 417 Offer all magic power and food

"Eh?"

"This was already planned...but the current situation has to be changed because the truth of the Lion King has become the goddess Rungomigniad. Please forgive me, Bedivere. I need your holy relic " Du Lin said seriously.

That's right, if I had to say it—in the estimated plan, I only thought that I would encounter the Demon God Pillar, or multiple Demon God Columns.

But the current gun is too stupid, too buggy.

Even the [-] quantum scale, plus the bombing of the code man Osmandis, which is second only to the energy attack against Gaetia, can't even cause damage (the actual damage is not revealed from the surface)...

That being the case, then don't blame him for recruiting a wife, stuffing the cup, and being stupid.

Bedivere was silent for a while, staring at the magic circle under his feet: "This is the call of the heroic spirit..."

"Yes—the catalyst is provided by your right arm, the magic circle is constructed by the blood of a magician, and the holy grail of magic power is also provided by the communication time outside the Hall of Valor. Although I don't know if this place can be called a spiritual vein , but the magic power in the atmosphere should be dozens of times higher than that of Chaldea." Du Lin analyzed slowly.

Bedivere focused, looked down at his silver arm, and took a deep breath: "This...well, before I agree, I want to explain a problem."

Pausing for a moment, Bedivere looked at the huge beam of light behind him, and continued: "I can use this to directly destroy that thing."

Du Lin stared at his arm: "Oh?"

Bedivere was silent for a while: "If you burn your soul completely, my silver arm (Agateram) can do it... cut off the huge beam of light in front of you, and then you can defeat the opponent with the Holy Grail without wasting it."

The task of meeting the Lion King alone has failed, and he wants to at least be able to save the battle of Chaldea for the next battle. As for what Merlin said, "it is absolutely impossible for him to collect the king's information..." and so on, that has already been done. never mind.

"As a heroic spirit, I would believe that you can destroy, but now you are just a human being, an existence that returned from utopia. I don't believe you. You'd better throw away this dangerous idea. I don't need anything from you The price, and Chaldea doesn't want to owe you any favors." Du Lin waved his hand and said bluntly.

This knight is a bit sad...and inexplicably reminds him of the girl wearing a hood and holding a magic dress-Yard in his memory.