Hey Timothy Grail

This power, this aura... Where did this fairy come from! Ms. R was shocked.

"Looking at the blood-stained sword, it seems to be another saber?"

Ah... what about Mr. Fang Han? !

Where did my big White Yaksha, Fang Han, go? ?

Not to mention that Ms. Wang Jiang R was baffled, even the head of the demon god who signed the contract with Fang Han was stunned at this time, and big question marks were written on her exquisite face.

"Huh? Well, our breeder, the horse monkey shochu... has transformed?!"

Just like the man who "walks the way of heaven and is in charge of everything", the moment when the transformation device is activated is the same.

At this moment, Fang Han is trying to project the treasure of the old man of the mountain, simulating the aura of the underworld of the deep valley, and the result is the same as now.

I don't know whether it is inheritance or the origin of Fang Han's [creation] is enough to confuse the real.

The dark blue fire began to spread from Fang Han's feet, and the gray breath of death washed over Fang Han's body as promised. At this moment, there is no doubt that the legendary crowned assassin descended here. ! !

"impossible!!"

Unsurprisingly, the appearance of "Old Man of the Mountain" has attracted the attention of many people. After all, this is the first multiplayer battle since the start of the Holy Grail War.

Among them are Matou Zouken who just rushed to the scene and peeked in the corner, Ma Po and Jin Shining who stood on the Fuyuki Bridge and looked out, and even Tohsaka Rin who just felt the magic wave in the teaching building And Ge Mu et al.

Of course, most of the expressions on the faces of the above-mentioned spectators were shocked or dignified.

But what some of the audience at the scene felt was——

Endless fear like an abyss! !

"Impossible impossible impossible...!!!!!!"

The members of the Baimao Gymnastics Troupe, who had just finished their harsh words, looked at the great sword of death that seemed to be hanging above their heads all the time, and their souls were dying, and their livers and gallbladders were torn apart! !

020 I am Hassan among Hassans, Matou Zouken, die! !

"Damn it——!!!!"

Hassan, a fierce man who touched Fang Han's back and was licking his dagger, almost stepped on the ground and cut off his tongue. The poison in Hassan's dagger burst out suddenly, becoming a beautiful landscape on the rooftop .

The other sister Hassan with an enchanting figure almost tied herself up with a whip and a chain in her hand.

These are not the most peculiar ones, the one that makes me feel pity and even want to hug her numbly, it is still the Baimao Hassan in loli form, the little girl is covering her head frantically at this time and shaking her hands in disbelief Mawei, caught in a life of doubt and unable to extricate himself.

This is impossible!impossible!Absolutely impossible! ! !Hassan the first generation, the old man of the mountain, really came to this world here? ! ! !

The memory of the death of being decapitated by that great sword is still vivid in my mind. It is the fate that they cannot escape in this life and the shackles of Assassin's Creed.

That is the meaning of fear and respect to be dominated forever! !

as far as the eye can see.

The fluttering snow and feathers and the slightly melodious, but actually murderous bells create a very beautiful picture. Well, the members of the beautiful Tianzhi Village Gymnastics Group want to die collectively at this moment.

The little loli Hassan who was squatting on the railing closest to Fang Han stood there like a sculpture, daring not to move like a delicate inflatable doll, and the delicate and small dagger in his hand was shining brightly under the sunlight.

"Ah, that... the first-generation lord, I'm not touched~~~"

Fang Han didn't even make a sound, and the little Lolita cried out like a strange sorghum, heart-piercing.

This made the originally murderous atmosphere in the room instantly reversed, changing the tone.

Just now.

Wearing the heavy armor of the Three Red Peerless Knights, Fang Han drew a perfect arc in the air with his pitch-black sword, and the air was split and let out a sharp wailing sound.

The burly body, the ferocious battle armor, and the majesty like a mountain.

He always kept in mind the teachings of the old man in the mountain, so he said lightly: "The oracle has come, listen to the dawn and evening bell to announce your name at this moment!!"

Fang Han paused step by step, and came to the railing with awe-inspiring murderous intent, the dark flames in the eye sockets of the skull mask suddenly rose, he lifted the trembling Lori Hassan, and then faced everyone who couldn't bear to look directly. .....

Put it firmly on the ground.

During this period, little Lolita was almost overwhelmed by this deep and prison-like coercion, making her want to cry.

But when he thought of the Hassan teachings he had received, he followed the assassin's precepts all the time.

This young soul belonging to Baimao Hassan squatted on the ground trembling with his knees in his arms, and even wrapped his dilapidated black cloak tightly, with a firm face, as if he wanted to be executed He worked as hard as he could without splashing blood on the heels of the first generation of adults.

Ah... This avatar is a bit like a shrunken version of Tranquility, and it's a bit like Jack wearing a skull mask... This is what Fang Han can see through the mask. He is thinking about how to make his voice so as not to be scared The little loli in front of me.

If you don't try it, you won't know, Hassan is amazing! !

It turned out that this was the mighty power that belonged to that first-generation old man. It was only at this moment that Fang Han clearly understood the concept of "abandoning the crown and cutting off"!

While Fang Han was caressing the little Lolita's head, these trembling Hassans never stopped thinking about it.

For Hassan who shared these memories, the fear that the little loli felt at this time, other avatars including but not limited to Zhengtai, the macho, and even Hassan Yujie, who was carelessly eating porridge, felt the same, and her injured body trembled slightly.

Not to mention the hundreds of Hassans gathered here, the unknown number of clones scattered throughout Fuyuki City froze in place in an instant, and even a few gentlemen who were inquiring about information almost slipped and fell into the girl's body. In the bathroom, there was a splash of Opie.

A certain purple-haired woman who was silently sorting out information at the Matou Mansion put down the documents in her hand, spread out a page of letter paper, and silently wrote a suicide note with trembling hands.

As the master of the five-war assassin, the old worm Matou Zouken didn't notice Hassan's abnormality. He even thought that the members of the brothers around him stood a little too high, which caused the wind to be too noisy.

——Come on, this wind brings bad things.

"Blood spilled on the earth, fertile wilderness withered. I am Hassan among Hassans, do you still dare to draw your sword?"

Facing the unparalleled assassin's approaching every step of the way, Hassan, who was already close to dementia, clasped her hands together and kept saying: "My lord, I am not a sophomore, not a [-], not a [-]." Boy, my brothers, sisters, uncles and aunts forced me to come here..."

"No, I was forced too!"

"I am me too."

"I never thought of participating in the Holy Grail War, and I don't know who summoned us."

"That's right, Master Mingjian of the first generation..."

In the stunned sight of Cu Chulainn and Medusa, the handsome Hassan, who was originally as proud as a knight in the middle ages, voluntarily escaped from the unusually secretive and tricky state of [Aura Shielding], one by one like crazy throwing the pot. Get yourself out of the fight...

"???"

"Don't dump, don't dump, you are all alone!!"

Wang Jiang exclaimed, almost speechless.

Everyone has seen the picture of relatives and friends throwing blame at each other, but this is the first time seeing the split consciousness of a mentally ill patient throwing blame at each other! !

"Damn—!"

"Why do these Hassans look like they have seen a ghost!!"

As the saying goes, laymen watch the fun, and experts watch the doorway. As the master of this assassin, Matou Zouken hidden in the corner is looking at the heavy-armored knight who is so light and natural, and the retreating knight despite the large number of people. The Hassans flinched and were suppressed by one person without any fighting intentions. This old bug who had survived for 500 years finally realized that something was wrong. As his thoughts spread, he quickly thought of a terrifying fact.

If he guessed correctly, the purple-haired lady who is the guardian behind the three red knights is exactly the servant of Matou Sakura, who he couldn't think of, since the magician from the clock tower took her away ten years ago Afterwards, Matou Zunyan's dusty plan was never implemented again. At this moment, Fang Han and Sister R appeared at the same time, and the old bug couldn't help guessing in the direction of the clock tower.

Could it be that the second magician of the Clock Tower, Gem Weng, finally saw through his plan!

To help the descendants of the Tohsaka family to completely win the Great Holy Grail from Fuyuki! !

Lord Chong, I am terrified when I think about it carefully.

"No, even if you use the Command Seal here today, you still have to find out who the opponent is."

"At the expense of all costs, we must also win the blood of the Tohsaka family!!"

Matou Zouken clenched his fist and waved his dissatisfaction violently. If the men of his generation were not too useless, he would not have been coveting the body of Sister Tohsaka. He took a few deep breaths to suppress his Furious, Jie Jie laughed and said:

"Assassin, what the hell are you guys doing! Frightened by the power of one man, these assassins are unparalleled in the world, what a joke!

I use the command spell to give an order to allow you to liberate the Noble Phantasm, and do your best to kill this Peerless Knight in front of you! ! "

"Peerless Knight?? Are you joking, master? The first generation is not a servant of the Saber class!"

The Hassans who had been filled with the magical power of the command spell, each of them seemed to be burning with endless fighting spirit without wind, but all of this was imaginary. It is the keynote of the permanent rendering on the battlefield at this time.

Matou Zouken's Command Seal was just to force them to burst into blood once.

However, can the ants hurt the elephant even when they are mad?The wise man in Hassan expresses contemplation.

"Is that so? We still choose to fight! As expected of my Hassan."

"No, is it too late for me to surrender now? The first generation of adults——!"

"It seems that I can harvest a new head tonight!"

Fang Han interrupted Baimao's attempt to struggle, his deep voice could not hear any emotion at all.

Up to now, no one has compared him with the young man who talked and laughed happily before, but his tone as plain as boiled water made everyone present tense and trembling.

"Hundred appearances, don't you know how to face the matter now? The desire of the hundred souls to seize the only truth? Idiot! - Hand over your head!!"

The ferocious giant shield was smashed to the ground, and with Fang Han's low moan, the light of a knife flashed away like thunder, and a severed head soared into the sky.

Everyone's eyes widened—

The splattered blood spurted out like a fountain and splashed all over the ground.

......

The blade of the great sword of the death accusation passed across the neck in the shadow without any hindrance, just as it stretched out its arm to give orders.

Shoot people first, shoot horses, catch thieves first, and capture kings first! !

Yes, Fang Han has only one goal——

That is the old bug who has been hiding in the shadows and watching on the sidelines.

The tolling of the evening bell represents the judgment that guides the fallen to the hour of destiny.

In the presence, the only one who can be called to be judged is this old undead monster who has lived for more than 500 years.