I Can't Be the Head of Chaldea

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

He immersed himself in the sea of ​​consciousness, and decided to let the system analyze and judge this problem.

(what happened?)

[Solution——From the distant prehistoric era, the legend of the "Prince of the Underworld" you left behind prevailed underground.With the blessing of all the souls' hatred and fear for you, this legendary concept has been concretized through the η core.10000 quantum is required to generate the inherent characteristics of skills (reminder: this characteristic is given as an unknown characteristic that has not been recorded in the information database)]

It seemed to be afraid that Du Lin would think it was extortion, and it deliberately explained it later.

(This is the skill I developed. If my memory disappears in the future, will this feature be preserved?)

【Yes! 】

(Then innate it!)

[Quantum extraction -10000! 】

A cool feeling emerged in Du Lin's body, his body became lighter for a while, and became heavier for a while.The switching of these two senses is too familiar to Du Lin. On the one hand, it comes from the feeling of the soul body at that time in Netherland, and on the other hand, it is the real feeling of the soul in the cage of the body.

A slight tingling sensation came from the soul, which was similar to the previous strengthening effect. Du Lin thought that he would start "Wu Mi" next, but the fact is indeed Wu Mi...

It's just that a column pops up in the personal panel window [Unknown Element - Underworld Blessing Characteristics, Soul Power Amplification]...blocking the senses from the soul.

The tingling sensation was like an electric shock, and it passed quickly.

Then, skills start to generate.

[Skill—Unnamed (D) (Assassin): The instant death resistance of all enemies is reduced. (The pale soul can't even last a second in front of you.)]

"You lick really fast..." Du Lin clicked his tongue and stared forward: "But... since you can't stand in front of me, then all of them will disappear!"

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Du Lin walked up the stairs step by step, and the soldiers on both sides stood still.

There was neither carnage nor scarlet blood in his path.

The pale soul turned into golden particles, floating up and spiraling from the pure white steps, like flowers blooming in the underworld...

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ps: 12000 today.

(The first update will be around 12 o'clock tomorrow) Good night~

Chapter 332 Return to the Underworld!Pale Soul!

[Quantum Absorption +260]

The golden particles flowed into Du Lin's body. Standing on the long staircase of the White House, Du Lin turned his head, but there was nothing in front of him.

Da Vinci opened his mouth and looked in front of him speechlessly: "..."

Another scene where she first saw 'Who's Pregnant' just came to the end of the stairs, and all the pale souls facing him disappeared into nothingness.

but……

"Beautiful~ It's such a beautiful scene, I want to...well, what happened..." In the projection of Lingzi, Da Vinci clutched his little heart.

"what are you doing?"

Da Vinci muttered to himself on the spot: "...It's too scary, Brother Master, you are too scary. I'm afraid that in the next issue of Chaldea's women's secret vote for 'the best man to raise', your position will start from No. 1 has dropped to 302, and my genius body across the screen wants to avoid it."

Du Lin ignored her magical ranking, but got a result from her feedback: "Is the servant also effective?"

"No...it doesn't work at all." Da Vinci raised his head high: "I am a genius, my soul is golden, how could I be unable to withstand this mere attack."

"It doesn't work?"

"Ahahaha... It still has some effect, for example, it makes my girl's heart freeze in place, and I only have Master in my heart for a while..." Halfway through the speech, Da Vinci saw Du Lin throwing it over, "I'll make jokes again." Challenging you' eyes, so he smiled and said honestly: "It's just a little bit cold."

"So it's useful for miscellaneous soldiers, but it's just a tasteless thing for real servants?" Du Lin whispered to himself, and at the same time, this sentence was also a question to the system.

[Negative, your "unnamed" skill level is D, and the levels that can be upgraded are - up to C (the condition has been met, you need to pay 5 quantum scales), up to B (to remove the Goddess of the Underworld Eleshki Garr needs to pay 10 Quantum Scale for the anchor left in the soul. After upgrading to B, the anchor of Meslamtea will disappear.)]

This two-five-year-old system really doesn't hide its greed...

After opening, did you start to sit on the ground and raise the price?

Seemingly observing what Du Lin thought, Erwuzi responded systematically: [Negation - all the quantum scales needed at present are used to allow the soul to wash away in the underworld and the present world to enhance the soul power.Managers can also use enhancements to increase micro-increases by themselves. 】

Is it a case of 'the stronger the soul, the greater the power of the skill'?Du Lin nodded after understanding this.

This is not something that needs to be decided immediately. Withdrawing from the sea of ​​consciousness immediately, Du Lin looked at Shimen: "I'll talk about this skill later, it's time to go in."

Da Vinci giggled, "How about calling this skill "Angel of Death"?When Brother Master came in front of this group of people, he was like an angel extraditing them to the underworld, the meaning is simple and easy to understand.And in front of the enemy, Brother Master can also growl, so that his handsomeness can also increase? "

"I think it would be good to call it "Flowers Blooming in the Underworld". "Du Lin said with a blank expression. That's right, it's like he brought death, and all the golden particles gathered into flowers, and the golden flying particle ribbons were like Ai Lei's hair.

No, she is the flower.

Da Vinci looked at the young child in awe: "Is it so abstract?"

Du Lin was a little embarrassed when his thoughts were punctured. He shook his head to cover up the topic: "Forget it, it doesn't matter what you call it. Let's go in!"

Pushing open the door, Du Lin walked into the corridor of the White House.

The red-patterned carpet stretched all the way to the end of the corner before Du Lin's eyes. At a glance, he didn't know how many rooms were on this long corridor, and every other room was less than a soldier guarding the door.