I Can't Be the Head of Chaldea

From left to right, half of the body has disappeared.

Under the watchful eyes of Matthew, Roman, Da Vinci and Durin of Chaldea, Holmes smiled and said: "Please remember, Mr. Acting Director." All murders are established based on the murderer himself On the premise of being malicious "...and you don't have..."

As a detective, he finally told that it was not an ordinary old-fashioned...but a kind of comfort.

Du Lin looked at him in astonishment, but before Holmes could speak, the latter was already smiling at the assimilated silver particles.

"Big detective..." Roman looked forward in disbelief.

Matthew's eyes widened, and he murmured in frustration, "Mr. Holmes..."

The particleized world did not stop because of Holmes' words.

Seeing the attack of particles gradually encroaching on the imaginary number observation machine, Heizhen suddenly shouted angrily: "...It can't end like this!"

She summoned the roaring karma of hate, and the flames and spikes marched into the particle.

The Holy Banner of the Curse extended to the boundary of the particle, and directly turned into pure white particles, and then quickly spread to the gun body, extending along her arm.

"Damn it...can't it?"

"Don't be impulsive, Miss Joan! Throw the flag quickly." Roman shouted.

Hei Zhen didn't throw away her sacred banner with the dragon pattern, she grinned grinningly: "I won't just sit and wait to die and become a ball of spirits."

"Eh?"

"Goodbye, my Berserker, if I had known today would happen, I would have revealed you a few more times."

She finally showed the grin of a female hooligan, and then faced the particle world ahead, roaring: "Roar! My anger!"

The karmic fire of hatred floating around Hei Zhen, and the boundless surge of magic power, turned into a blazing flame, rushing towards the particleized world as a whole.

Boom-!

A huge particle hole was blasted out by her, and it was intercepted by Du Lin and others for tens of seconds. After that, her figure was quickly covered in it, and she died together with Holmes.

"Damn..." Du Lin clenched his fists.

"The detective was right, what you need now is calm.

Also, don't mind the guy with the jingling chains, she just doesn't want to die with you. "Hei Wumao walked up and said lightly, pulling out the dark sword of vowed victory.

Du Lin frowned and said, "Alter?"

Hei Wumao shook his head: "If I don't die, I won't be like this. But it doesn't make sense, I want to be one step behind that reckless saint.

From the behavior of Sherlock Holmes to that reckless woman, I want to face these particle worlds. My sword of darkness, which devours everything, should still be able to help you delay for some time.

Take advantage of this time, take your Chaldeans and leave this planet quickly! "

After Hei Zhen finished speaking slowly, she raised her pitch-black holy sword with both hands.

【Magic release】

The boundless dark red magic pressure was released from the surroundings of her body, condensed on the sword body, swallowed the boundless darkness around her, turned into a dark red beam of light that soared into the sky, and slashed fiercely.

[Sword of Promised Victory (Excalibur Morgan)]

The boundless darkness split a crack in the ocean of particles, and it lasted for tens of seconds, appearing in front of the eyes of everyone in Chaldea, showing the color of hope.

but--

Just a moment's re-erosion of particleization made their hopes dashed.

Hei Wu Mao stood at the forefront of particleization, and once again swung the sword of vowed victory.

Immediately afterwards, Hei Qiandai, The Lion King, and Old Sword also came to her left and right sides.

"Since our Holy Sword (Holy Lance) still has some effect, then it's up to us to buy enough time for the Master!" Hei Wumao finally murmured to himself like an emotionless woman.

The Lion King hummed calmly: "As a servant, as a knight, you should protect him like this!"

Hei Qiang was dumbfounded: "Yeah!"

At the same time, they looked at the old sword with a hood standing side by side in the field, their expressions understood each other, but they didn't say anything.

The hood of the old sword raised an arc: "It seems that no matter which one of us it is, we are willing to give everything for Godot here."

"Don't get me wrong, I'm neither a king nor a knight now, I'm just a woman with no feelings at all. I won't give everything for anyone, I just follow my heart's will."

This kind of arrogance... There is no need to deliberately talk about it at the end.

"Then, everyone behind, please retreat!"

【Vow to win—】

[The spear that shines in the end——! 】

Goodbye... Godot.

Four beams of light, two beams of holy guns pouring down, one golden and one dark holy sword impact, reflecting four extremely powerful backs branded in front of the eyes of all the heroes and servants of Chaldea.

Da Vinci, Roman, and the master candidate have already retreated from their original positions, staring at the back in front of them, their eyes reddened.

After resisting the invasion of the particle formation for them, it lasted for tens of minutes before the golden brilliance was replaced by silver particles.

"Director..."