Hey Timothy Grail

——I haven’t seen you for a few days, I miss you so much!

"Boom -" a sound.

When Fang Han's signature line "Uruk, your hero is back", he hasn't finished yet.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

There were sharp piercing sounds in the air, but seeing the dots of star rain proudly roaring and gradually approaching, ravaging every inch of land in the center of the Uruk Temple continuously and mercilessly.

There was even a row of stray holy spears shooting straight at them.

This special meow also shot crookedly? !

At this moment, Fang Han's [Mind Eyes · False] inherited from Okita Souji played a huge role. Before the arrival of the treasure, he had accurately judged the direction of the shot. fall.

The old man of the mountain was even more simple and rude, he just stepped forward to block Lixiang's body, raised his big shield high, and blocked the shooting of the group of treasures without danger.

"..."

Seeing this, Little Eggplant, who was stunned for a long time, slowly put out a question mark.

At this moment, it seems that the duty of the Shield Lady has been taken away.

Life is not easy, Matthew sighed.

What was even more surprising was General Shiraiyasha who had just returned to Uruk.

"This... this is King Gilgamesh finally can't think about it, is he going to demolish his house?"

Fang Han blinked, shocked.

Also surprised was Ishtar on the side: "This is not only your Jill's country, but also my Ishtar's kingdom of God. Hey...

I will never allow you to spoil my property like this! ! "

Looking at the expressions of the two husbands and wives next to him, Wang Hayou's blue eyes already had an inaudible red light.

"It should be an invasion by foreign enemies."

"To be precise, there is a hot and monstrous aura ahead. It is not the Lord of Uruk, but belongs to another member of the Three Goddess Alliance."

"Goddess... fiery... the sun??"

"Quetzalcoatl!!"

Fang Han and Gong Lin spoke in unison, saying the name that they hadn't seen for a few days.

"Hey, hey... Didn't you specifically order her to hide in secret, and transport the Ax of Marduk by the way?"

Ishtar glanced at the calm and majestic old man, while poking the soft flesh of Fang Han's waist.

"Maybe everyone has some misunderstandings about breath blocking and stealth?"

Fang Han also looked at the Peerless Assassin who was holding a large shield and facing him hard at every turn, and felt guilty for a while.

Is this the path I want to walk on?

Don't go for assassination, go for Wushuang, life doesn't have so much time for you to block your breath, if you hate him, kill him, killing all witnesses is a perfect assassination! !

"Need help, take down that pillar of goddess?"

"Hey—!"

Fang Han had already heard the first sound of the evening bell echoing in his ears, which seemed to indicate that the time of God's destiny in front of him had come.

In other words, it can be cut.

The dark blue fire began to spread from the foot of the mountain old man, the gray breath of death permeated the air, and the angel of death was also held tightly in his hands.

It can be seen that in the eyes of Fang Han and Gu Da's two juniors, even if they are as cold as Wang Ha, they can't help but want to show their sense of existence.

Only when the second bell rings, the God of Death will bring the footsteps of death to the God of the Sun.

"and many more--"

"I think it's better to leave it to us juniors to solve it!"

Fang Han Lixiang quickly shook his head, acting like a good boy who let us do some trivial things and never need grandpa to do it himself, so that the reverberating sound of the evening bell quietly dissipated.

"Ah."

The old man in the mountain nodded slightly calmly, as if he was very satisfied with Fang Han's volunteered words.

"Take this as my Hassan's first test for you."

"Remember, in the face of this god, there is no consent to its pleasure."

"Go, let me witness whether people with Hassan's inheritance are qualified to allow us to witness your glory in person."

This is the test of the brotherhood, and it is also the path that Hassan must pass through in all generations.

Some of them assassinated a prominent duke, some assassinated the leader of the Ming Cult, and some even shot an extremely noble king.

Come as a battle to prove their debut.

As for Fang Han, as the No. 20 successor of Hassan, it's a big deal.

The goal designated by the first generation of Hassan——

It turned out to be a god! !

The main god of South America, Quetzalcoatl! !

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ps: There is no charge for the author's words here, so I specially typed the remaining Hassan teachings.

——Don't go for assassination, go for Wushuang, life doesn't have so much time for you to block your breath, if you hate him, just kill him, killing all witnesses is a perfect assassination.

What's the use of sneaking, if you will be discovered, if you are discovered, you will kill him, and if you can't kill him, you will throw away the treasure. At worst, you will ask me for help and be hacked to death. You can't even beat the mere three knights. How dare you say you are haha mulberry?

I almost laughed out of my prostatic fluid, your [-]th class is the worst Hassan class I have ever taught (laughs).

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Is this the trial from the first generation of adults?

Harsh and ruthless, hard and tough.

The heavy pressure felt like it was about to burst my chest.

Before he was ready to join, Fang Han, who had been placed high hopes by his patriarch, was speechless.

I can't accept this level of love! !

Of course, the crowned Assassin in front of him counted everything, counted all the people, and never thought of——

The goddess in front of him has a close relationship with the inheritor of his important mission, and even fell in love with each other for a long time.

Yes.

If the trial in front of him was to defeat Gorgon, the Goddess of Nemesis, or Jin Gu, the lock of heaven, there might be a little danger, and he might even die a few times.

However, the person in front of him is that passionate South American wind, the most (bai) good (gei) god, Quetzalcoatl.

That's really fine.

Fang Han stood up alone and walked forward slowly.

In the eyes of Lixiang Mashu worried, the old man in the mountain curious, and Ishtar rolling his eyes.

Step by step towards the forbidden area in the direction of the temple, take a step.

"Master will definitely do it!"

"Come on senior, you are the best!"

"Let us witness the beginning of your glory as an Assassin."

Feeling the different emotions but the same expectations in the eyes of the three people next to her, the only Venus Goddess who knew the truth almost burst into tears.

Can't laugh, absolutely can't laugh! !

Can't give Ereshkigal a chance.

Since returning from Hades, this Goddess of Heaven, who was always offline, finally felt a sense of crisis for the first time, and it was very strong.

Do it first!This is from the depths of her heart, the lifelong obsession of the schoolmaster Rin Tosaka, and it has also greatly affected Ishtar himself.

The sound of pattering footsteps resounded quickly, leaving behind a back with fluttering long hair, the strong man who was windy and cold, disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Follow up, when necessary, I will still take action to kill his fate."

On the outside, he is ruthless, but on the inside he is passionate.

As expected of you, old tsundere! !

Fujimaru Lixiang pulled the gauntlet of the old man in the crown, and skillfully hugged her little eggplant, and quickly followed.

And in Fang Han's sight.

The sound of thunder filled his ears, and the white thunder snake danced wildly in front of his eyes.

A gust of wind and thunder roaring enough to cause fainting throbbed around the temple.

A majestic vortex of suffocating magic power emerged, transforming the stagnant air into an existence like a stream of air.

The eldest sister used herself as the conductor without changing her face, the ground around her feet swelled, and countless fluffy and beautiful blond hair stood up.

The goddess who protects the shortcoming is a little venting her untouchable divine majesty.