I Can't Be the Head of Chaldea

Scathach, who was beside Du Lin, was slightly taken aback. The feeling of being on the top of this mountain has been lingering, but at this moment, another kind suddenly came.

Does the power of the soul resonate to the body, and from the body to the material world?

After comprehending this scene, Scathach stopped making moves.

In the next second, a sweeping blow came, and the violent strange force neighed in the sound of piercing the air, as if piercing the airflow. If this blow fell, there was no doubt that Du Lin and Skaha would come from the top of the mountain. Fall into the bottomless abyss, and even directly reach the underworld.

However--!

The huge bone claws fell into a position less than one meter from Du Lin's body, and suddenly stopped.

It seems that the time of this Galula spirit has been frozen at this moment, and its soul quality has been terminated.

In the next moment, Du Lin walked forward gently.

His figure walked directly in front of the Galula Spirit, his body first touched the bone claw of the Galula Spirit, and walked in front of the body it intercepted.

Wherever he passed, the hand bones suddenly flew like golden particles, followed by the ribs, waist, and even the entire huge body...all turned into golden light and shadow particles.

In the early morning mist, the cool wind blows gently, and the spiral of particles slowly pours into Du Lin's body. He walks in the golden ocean, and the blooming golden flowers hover around, as if inviting everyone here. A person who is loved by the mistress of the underworld, from the world to the underworld...

[Quantum extraction +5000! 】

[Dropping materials: Ghost Lantern x1, Demon Sealing Lamp x1]

Until all the golden particles were absorbed into Du Lin's body, Scathach behind him looked at the back less than a few meters away with a subtle expression.

Her Master didn't tell her that this person has already been to Netherland once.

Keep up with Du Lin's pace, and then, along the way, he did not meet the figure of Jialu Laling again.

A few minutes passed quickly, and at a distance of less than a few hundred meters, Du Lin could already see from a distance that the curse wrist opened the gate of the temple and walked into it.

He also quickened his pace, stepped forward with Scathach, and entered the temple.

The closer the "instant death resistance" is, the faster it will decline.When they arrived here, even Du Lin's soul felt a threat!

Entering the door, a wide arched space appears in front of you. The ceiling is more than ten meters high. Three huge chandeliers reflect the darkness. On both sides of a door leading to the deeper part of the spiritual temple, there are two Statue of Goddess holding a chandelier.

The door had already been opened by Hassan who came in ahead of time, and the dim lights in the depths of the door silently spoke of horror.

It was silent and there was no sign of anyone, as if an angel of death would appear at any moment.

Durin walked into the door without hesitation. There was a long cathedral with a statue of 'Assassin' standing at the end.

The curse wrist stood in front of the statue and finished whispering to himself, then turned around and looked back: "Are you also here?"

"Is there no one here?" Du Lin asked in surprise.

"There's no one here..." There was an echo in the scene that was too empty.

The curse wrist shook his head: "No, the first generation of adults is here, just to see if he wants to appear..."

"Oh, Lord of the Cursed Arms, are you ready for the ceremony?"—a heavy voice hit the souls of Durin and the three of them.

Hearing this sound, the curse wrist immediately knelt down in front of the statue: "Yes, the first generation of adults."

"But how stupid are you to come here with the representative of the Lion King?"

Curse Wrist was taken aback for a moment, and immediately explained: "Is there some misunderstanding? Your Excellency the magician just saved our mountain people not long ago."

"O mediocre man of the cursed arm, this man is undoubtedly the representative of the Lion King. If you don't believe me, you can let him reveal the traces of magic on his cuffs."

Before the curse wrist could question, Du Lin had already lifted his sleeves when he heard the sound, and saw a golden mark, the traces of the magic pattern appearing on the surface of his arm.

Du Lin's expression suddenly became strange.

"What's wrong?" Scatha asked.

"No..." Du Lin shook his head.

This is the sigil that the Storm King left on himself a long time ago, for summoning.

However, this mark had already been removed by Medea, which also made it impossible for him to summon the hemisphere directly in the end.

Curse Wrist looked at the gun mark on Du Lin's arm in surprise: "This is the mark of the holy gun? Your Excellency..."

He has arrived here, and this summoning is over.

However, if this is the case, the result is to bring the enemy... Wouldn't it be that the first-generation master was attracted to the enemy.

Without waiting for the multiple considerations of the curse wrist, Du Lin shook his head slightly: "I have a relationship with her, but this thing should be left by the light cannon before we climbed the mountain. If you didn't tell me, I really didn't find it. The old man in the mountain."

The "old man in the mountain" called in the second half of the sentence, Du Lin looked at the statue in front of him: "But, don't you plan to appear? You gave me the concept of death, but found that it is impossible to execute him."

"Who are you?"

"Prince of the Underworld!"

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Chapter 364 "The Old Man in the Mountain"

"Prince of the Underworld? What an arrogant name. However, I can indeed perceive that you are a human being, but you have the breath of the dead.

Forget it, envoys bearing the coat of arms of the Lion King, and servants cursed by the gods, why did you come here? "—The voice said again.