I Can't Be the Head of Chaldea

boom!

A shot hit Attila's shoulder, and there was a loud explosion, and the flames engulfed Attila in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, the Holy Banner of the Curse, condensed by anger and hatred, rustled several times in succession from the mid-air, and the tip of the spear poured into the sparks, making piercing sounds!

Under the gaze of the naked eye, a figure in the flames planted countless flags on his body in a blink of an eye, standing in the field like a hedgehog.

Until... the flames die and the ashes drift away!

In the inherent barrier, only Attila was left standing there with a stiff expression, and his body was riddled with holes.

"Puff..." Attila coughed up a mouthful of blood, and immediately saw the blood oozing from her feet, which was slowly flowing backwards.

Watching this scene, Hei Zhen's expression froze: "Do you still want to recover?"

Hei Zhen didn't intend to give her any chance, raised the spear tip of the Holy Banner of Curse, and stabbed Altila's chest with a blow.

Chi!

The fire of hatred sank directly into Attila's heart in the next second, and the tip of the spear gushed out from Attila's back.

"Gee..." It was obvious that Attila's figure trembled, and her indifferent eyeballs also fluctuated, just like a woman who reached the extreme subconsciously rolled her eyes. This irresistible body instinctive reaction represented her suffering. This blow was fatally wounded.

"Good job!" Du Lin in the rear also saw this scene, and at the same time watched the red blood bar above Attila's head, which directly returned to zero.

He let out a cry of joy, and immediately came behind Attila holding the wand, and the tip of the wand pierced into the spirit core.

puff!

【Backstab】

The tip of the wand directly sank into Attila's spiritual core, and it cracked immediately when it was touched.

"Ah...uh."

Her body stood up again, her consciousness was temporarily lost, and the Sword of the God of War in her hand fell to the ground uncontrollably.

Poke in, pull out!

Chi!

Du Lin and Hei Zhen shot at the same time, leaving one after the other.

The cursed holy flags constructed by Heizhen also disappeared from Altila's body one after another, and a wisp of crystal fluctuations had already appeared on the latter's body.

Sui Sui slowly healed, and slowly repaired her damaged spirit core. She stood motionless in front of Du Lin and Hei Zhen, with blood oozing from the corner of her mouth.

"Did you kill it?" Hei Zhen whispered.

Du Lin observed Attila's whole body, and then hummed: "The spiritual core is damaged, even if the Holy Grail is being repaired, her healing speed may last for a long time. There is no doubt that we defeated her!"

"Really? I feel like a normal attack..." Hei Zhen looked down at the barrel of her gun with an inexplicable expression.

No...it's different.When she thought about it carefully, she realized that the force of that shot was enough to defeat everything!

It wasn't that her own Noble Phantasm was powerful, but the blow after the Noble Phantasm was released... At that time, she seemed to have grasped all the anger and hatred of being an avenger, and released it all in one blow.

"Master, I think I may have learned a new skill!" Hei Zhen whispered.

"Maybe you think too much." Du Lin responded strangely.

If Heroic Spirit can comprehend the skills, then Jian Dai can't be a washboard...

"Don't you believe it? My shot is enough to split the treasure with one shot, and the same is true for this inherent barrier."

"I totally believe it." Du Lin nodded.

She didn't comprehend skills, but she had her own BUFF blessing in the inherent barrier, and the critical strike of level A was stronger than the treasure, which caused her to have such an illusion... Du Lin thought to himself, but didn't intend to give it to her. Hei Zhen went to explain.

If he explained, this girl would probably ask him to open a barrier and add buffs to assist behind the scenes in any fights with this girl in the future.

"I always feel like you're being perfunctory..." Heizhen snorted dissatisfiedly, and then stared at Attila in front of her: "Compared to those things, what should I do with this servant? Do you want me to kill him directly?"

While speaking, Hei Zhen raised the spear tip of the Holy Banner of Curse, and pressed it against Attila's neck.

Du Lin held the tip of her gun and shook his head: "No need!"

Altera has been defeated!

The same miracle of infinite recovery of the Grail, the same as in Orléans—with very different results.

As soon as Heizhen entered the soul, he directly broke the upper limit of Attila's endurance, and he slowly ground Heizhen's blood bar last time, which may be the reason for the different results.

Du Lin thought to himself, looking at Hei Zhen who didn't realize it, it really is completely different with a five-star follower...

He stepped forward, came in front of Attila, and announced lightly: "The result is clear now, you have lost, Attila."

Attila: "Etzel..."

"What?" Her voice was too soft, and Du Lin couldn't help but look closer.

"Call me Etzel." Altera whispered with a pale face.

This is her German pronunciation of 'Altila'... Du Lin was in a delicate mood, and exhaled: "Okay... Etzel."

"Hmmm... Planet Breaker!" Altera was glad he could call such a name again.

A wisp of golden particles slowly emerged from under Attila's feet, and Du Lin couldn't help being stunned seeing this scene.