Fujimaru and Matthew drove the all-terrain vehicle made by Leonardo da Vinci to the south and went to the desert to try to persuade Ramses II to fight the Lion King together.

Da Vinci stayed in the village and searched for information with Romani to study how to solve the problem of food shortage.

Lu Xiao also bid farewell to Curse Wrist, Arash, and Bedivere, who stayed behind in the village, and set off from the north of the village to climb higher in the mountains.

The Evening Bell Temple is located at the peak of this mountain range. According to the local word of mouth, the temple where King Hassan lived is also called the Temple of Azrael, which means the Angel of Death.

As the altitude climbed, the oxygen content in the air became thinner and thinner, and the beasts in the mountains disappeared, replaced by a large number of half-crazed monsters and wandering souls.

While killing monsters and undead and continuing to climb, Lu Xiao began to adjust her breathing rhythm to adapt to the rapidly changing oxygen environment.

The mountain road leading to Wanzhong Temple was narrow and rugged. The closer to the simple temple, the more Lu Xiao could feel the breath of death seeping into his soul.

The surrounding undead should also be attracted by this, acting as the gatekeeper of the Wanzhong Temple in disguise.

"clang clang"

When Lu Xiao finally climbed to the gate of the Wanzhong Temple, the big bell on the upper floor of the temple suddenly rang automatically and inexplicably.

"Uh"

Lu Xiao felt a little nervous, the sound of the evening bell was not a good omen, maybe this was Wang Hassan's last warning to him.

As the holy place of Hassan Sabah's lineage, the Temple of the Evening Bell is completely forbidden to open to the outside world.

The reason why Manju Wrist and Baimao disclosed the situation of the Wanzhong Temple to Lu Xiao was because they felt a specious sect belief from this stranger, and they mistakenly thought that Lu Xiao was related to the Assassin sect, of course it was true in fact Related, but the related world is different.

"Breathe"

About to meet the symbol of death, the crowned Assassin, Lu Xiao took a deep breath to adjust, and after stabilizing her emotions, she stepped across the completely open gate of the Wanzhong Temple.

The Wanzhong Temple does not occupy a large area. The whole temple has only one main building and a tower with a big bell hanging on it.

After entering the Wanzhong Temple, the first thing that caught Lu Xiao's eyes were the statues of death angels standing on both sides.

The outstretched hands of the statues folded together, and the faint blue flames burned in the palms of the two statues, providing dim and eerie cold lighting for the Temple of the Evening Bell.

Ever since he stepped into this temple, Lu Xiao's sixth sense began to give him uninterrupted warnings, and the continuous threat like needle pricks made all the hairs on Lu Xiao's body stand on end.

No human breath could be felt in the whole temple building. Maybe it was an illusion caused by too much pressure. Lu Xiao always felt that there was a lingering ghost screaming in her ears.

"Who is here, why did you trespass on the Wanzhong Temple?"

An abrupt low voice sounded from behind Lu Xiao, and Lu Xiao had no sense of this person's approach.

Turning around quickly alertly, what appeared in front of Lu Xiao was a tall figure in metal armor and a skull mask on his face.

Around this person's body are lingering blue ghosts. These unconscious souls did not cause any harm to the armored man, as if they had become a part of his body.

This tall man wearing a skull mask is the owner of the Evening Bell Temple, Hassan, the first generation of the Assassin Order, the Old Man of the Mountain.

After silently watching Lu Xiao for a moment, Wang Hassan asked again in a deep voice.

"Assassin, you have some Assassin beliefs in you. Tell me the truth, and I will consider punishing you for trespassing on the Wanzhong Temple as appropriate."

Lu Xiao can be considered a person who has experienced a lot of wind and rain. The panic and panic only lasted for a moment, and he quickly adjusted his mentality.

"Old Man of the Mountain, it's an honor to meet you."

"I come from another parallel world, and I was fortunate enough to receive training from the Assassin Organization."

"Assassin organization?"

Wang Hassan is no stranger to the existence of parallel worlds, and his focus is on the second half of Lu Xiao's sentence.

After a moment of silence, Wang Hassan asked again: "It's not a sect, but an organization?"

"Yes."

Lu Xiao replied solemnly: "During the time I was training, the headquarters of the Assassin Order in the Middle East was breached by Genghis Khan's descendant Hulagu, and the nominal Assassin Order perished."

"However, the Assassin's spirit has not ceased so far. The five Crusades allowed the cultures of the Eastern and Western worlds to communicate with each other. The core ideas of the sect flowed into Western Europe, and European countries established branches of the Assassin Organization one after another."

Wang Hassan seemed to be very interested in Lu Xiao's story. Instead of attacking rashly, he listened to Lu Xiao's description of the Assassin Organization in another world with great interest.

"Everything is allowed, and everything is false?"

"Hum hum"

When Lu Xiao recited the motto of the Assassin Organization, Wang Hassan's emotions visibly fluctuated with the naked eye, and a deep and joyful laugh came out from under the mask.

"As you said, the religious structure of the reorganized Assassin Organization and the Assassin Order is already very different, but the continuation of the core ideas is still the same."

"Very good."

The exposed eyes of Wang Hassan's mask suddenly lit up with a dazzling blue light, and the gate of the Temple of the Evening Bell closed itself under the action of an unknown force.

"Assassin from another world, you disregarded the persuasion of your face and your cursed wrist, and came to ask for help. You should have made up your mind in advance, right?"

"Chong!"

A two-handed giant sword appeared in the hands of King Hassan, and it was deeply inserted into the ground inside the temple.

"Because you are also the inheritor of the Assassin faith, and as the first-generation leader of the Assassin Order, I will give you a chance."

Wang Hassan pulled out the huge sword inserted into the ground with one hand, and his body turned into a blue soul fire and disappeared in the temple.

"Pass my trial, and I will spare you the offense of trespassing on the Wanzhong Temple."

"Show me your full strength, mentor."

Chapter 286 Calling for Help in the Wilderness

Judging from the current situation, if you want to invite King Hassan to fight against the Knights of the Round Table, you must first successfully pass his trial.

"The first is breath blocking."

"Crack!"

The rusty giant sword brushed past Lu Xiao's side, and the responsive Lu Xiao barely avoided the attack behind him, and with the help of the dim light in the Wanzhong Temple with closed doors and windows, he gradually blended into the environment and disappeared.

The silent atmosphere in the Evening Bell Temple lasted for nearly 10 minutes, and Wang Hassan's ethereal voice sounded again.

"Excellent stealth skills, next item, combat."

"clang!"

The rusty greatsword streaked across the dark space again, colliding with a slender weapon that also appeared suddenly.

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