Fantasy Carnival!All staff take stock of the name scene

Wei Gongju Xia carefully looked at his unique gymnastics outfit, and the gleaming green dagger, and said the opposite's real name in one bite.

The assassin hiding in the darkness said in a slightly surprised voice, "Well—it's so frivolous, you sister, you just want to go with a man so casually."

"Sakura, as an older brother, you should take good care of you!"

A tone full of envy and jealousy to the point of madness, a pair of red pupils full of enthusiasm, like a hunter sizing up his prey, that kind of murderous intent born in his bones.

In the dojo filled with the Emiya family.

The villainous blue seaweed head that came out of the shadows was none other than Shinji Matou, who is harmless to humans and animals.

However, different from the main plane, Shen Er in this world actually doesn't know Emiya Juxia at all, and even his own consciousness is distorted, because Julian's influence on his experiments caused him to go from Sakura The good brother in my heart gradually turned in the abnormal direction and never returned.

"Are you Sakura's older brother?"

"That's right, I am the official heir of the Matou family, my name is Matou..."

"What's the matter with Matou, ah, forget it, this is not important!"

Seaweed Head spread out his hands, posing a "Can other people do it" Ye Shenyue's same style, looking so smart under the moonlight.

"It can't be saved, it can't be saved."

"Sure enough, the Jiantong family can't be saved in any plane."

At this moment, looking at Matou Shinji's distorted face that was perfect when he appeared on the stage, Kariya, the second uncle, couldn't help but cover his face.

——Shinji, can you be more embarrassing!

In fact, it can!

Gilgamesh looked down at the several people who came to the arena from a height, and swept across the group of fools who dared to disobey the King of Heroes.

YouQi fixed on Matou Shinji, but he quickly looked away.

——Is it not my own consciousness that is manipulating the puppet that is tainted with the breath of death?

——Tch, a miscellaneous cultivator who doesn't know how to live or die.

Huo De, the endless magical power surged in an instant, Archer stared at the blood-red snake eyes, and pronounced his decision sharply: "Then, at least I hope that your dirty blood will not defile the king's treasure house, miscellaneous cultivator!"

"???"

Matou Shinji stared at the golden ripples that seemed to light up the night sky, and was stunned for half a second, then he yelled, "Gilgamesh, no, Angelica, why did you become a man again, and, We are in one camp!"

"Hundan! What on earth do you want!"

Yes, in this world, even Shinji knows that the Master who uses Gilgameshka is Angelika.

And the thing Jusao likes to do most is to transform into various appearances to perform tasks and crush the enemy.

Therefore, at this moment, Shen Er really recognized the other party as one of his own.

"Ridiculous, mere ants deserve to stand with this king?"

The golden Wang looked carefully at Shinji Matou who was trying to get close to him. He leaned back a little bit and let out a playful ho sound.

whoosh-

The Noble Phantasm falling like a meteor arrived in an instant, attacking precisely along the ballistic trajectory.

Matou Shinji: ? ? ?

Fortunately, King Gilgamesh's contempt and Hassan's haste gave Shinji a chance to dodge.

Haizaotou's second master stared blankly at the fatal Yiji who was almost, almost going to castrate him on the spot.

Looking at the supreme king in disbelief, he suddenly became hysterical: "Damn it, why do you force me, why!!!"

Laziness, endless laziness! ! !

Ah - the brain is shaking! ! !

Matou Shinji suddenly took out an Assassin class card from his pocket, and just slapped it on the ground.

That movement is very similar to the gesture of summoning a monster.

—Come out, Cursed Hassan! ! !

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha...."

Following a burst of laughter that sounded happier than King Gilgamesh, countless streaks of blood suddenly burst into light on Shen Er's body, and countless vascular tentacles were directly arranged around him.

Amidst the howling sound, he transformed in a second.

Shaped like a ghoul.

Tentacle-like claws.

The most terrible thing is the blood-red unicorn arm that is more than one meter long.

Swaying slightly with viscous saliva, the female magician who saw this trembled for no reason, and had no intention of fighting at all.

Ouch...it's disgusting, this shape! ! !

All the audience and friends in the audience felt physical discomfort when they saw this, and only one contestant silently covered his face.

That is Kotomine Kirei's servant, Hassan of all appearances.

As a royal sister who also belongs to Hassan's camp, she saw that the face of the cursed brother was completely thrown away by a certain seaweed head.

Baimao Hassan was extremely angry at first, and then hated and regretted after the anger, and only endless fear remained after the regret.

Yes, every Hassan is inextricably linked with the first-generation adult who walked in the valley.

The lord who originated from "Old Man of the Mountain",

At the same time, he shouldered the responsibility of convicting the church for its corruption, and chose a life as a watcher of the church.

Then the question comes-

If Hassan in that world is sentenced to death, will it hurt me who is eating melons? ?

Baimao Yujie fell into endless contemplation.

Just as she thought, it was almost the same time when Matou Shinji used that card to become extremely ugly, but he did have the real Hassan aura.

The bloody eyes of the "Angel of Death" in the abyss suddenly appeared.

Wearing a thick black armor, one hand is leaning on a ferocious sword that exudes cold air, and the other hand is holding a shocking giant shield full of barbs.

Burning inside the pale skull mask was a billowing blue fire of darkness, condensing extremely strong death energy all over his body.

Like a walker walking in the abyss, like a god of death who brings fate to an end.

Hassan Sabah.

Also known as the Old Man of the Mountain, or King Hassan.

Of course, judging from the equipment and appearance of this berserker, the world has no way to regard him as the founder of the ancient profession of "assassin".

Hmm, if it is said that it is the assassin of Sanhong Wushuang, maybe some people still believe it?

"Hey—!"

"Hey—!"

"Hey—!"

A melodious and melodious bell rang through the valley, echoing among the overlapping mountains and peaks.

"The bell has sounded, it seems that there is a particularly heavy head today..."

The old man murmured, as if looking at the stars in the sky through the bond of Hassan's real name, the eyes with blue light under the skull mask were exceptionally sharp.

"The goddess of Venus, the lord of Uruk, the knight king Artoria... Has the singularity of that era deteriorated to such an extent?"

The old man of the mountain raised his huge sword and giant shield, and his tattered black cloak was blown up by the wind, revealing the heavy black armor engraved with strange runes and magic patterns inside.

"For this trip, I'll go out and see these juniors."

"An amazing journey."

In an instant, the black figure disappeared into the sky amidst the melodious sound of bells.

——He sneaked in! !

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Matou Shinji didn't know that with the help of Hassan's form, he not only possessed the terrifying power of the devil's hand, but even triggered the power of judgment passed down from generation to generation by the [Hassan Order].

Although generally speaking, every Hassan has never seen the real appearance of that adult.

This is also reasonable, because when you see him, your life is over.

But Shinji is different, the Shinji Matou in this world has long since died, and now walking in the world is just Julian's toy, a puppet named Master Matou.

Does the evening bell know your name?Laughed, you, Second Master Jian Tong, have never been afraid of anyone! !

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha......."

"This feeling, this feeling, is a hundred times better than shooting 〇!!!!"

Matou Shinji's next famous line made magicians all over the world remember this crazy young man! !

Except at this moment, the Holy Grail War of the Moon who saw this scene, the Rider sister of the Servant, the Master of Drake.

Looking at the strange eyes cast by his own captain, his friend Zabizi, and his old enemy Tohsaka Rin.

This Asian game champion and spiritual hacker, the second master who just turned eight years old, opened his mouth:

"I said that I am not the same person as him, do you believe me?"

"I don't believe it." x3

"Ok."

Shoot 〇 (x) social death (√)

Matou Shinji, there is nothing in life to fall in love with.

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PS: [-] words are sent here, the next inventory will probably meet the old man in the mountain and the old man in an epic level (laughs)

Immediately go to write the next chapter QAQ

086 Everyone's Lovely Big Sister-in-Law Angelica Joins!!

At this moment.

The second masters of countless worldlines have been tortured because of the free and unrestrained XP declaration of the Mo Yili doll.

Only Shenji Matou, the person concerned, hadn't noticed it yet, and smiled crazily "Jie Jie Jie Ha Ha Ha".

Even King Gilgamesh, who was as proud as King Gilgamesh, hesitated a little, not knowing what the other party was coming from.

But the laughter sounds pleasant and sandy...

The king is a little fond of it.

The condensed light in Gilgamesh's eyes trembled for a moment.

For a moment, he seemed to really feel that the blue algae-headed boy in front of him seemed to be very destined for him in the future.

It is not viewed through clairvoyance, but a feeling of mystery and mystery from the heart.

And this time.

Just when King Gilgamesh wanted to explore the essence of the Kidney Cup War, a familiar aura suddenly appeared in his perception.

"How courageous, the thieves who borrowed the royal power without authorization dare to come to your door, miscellaneous repair."

"Whoosh-"

In this almost scorching environment, a surge of air flow that should not have appeared, instantly developed from a slight breeze at the beginning to a fierce gust of wind, ruthlessly raging in Weigong Dojo.

I don't know when.

A faint phosphorescence flickered under Matou Shinji's feet. Under the curious eyes of everyone, the air around him had grown to a terrifying level.

And in the midst of this hurricane, the giant hero Wei Gong who had managed to gain a firm foothold clearly saw a proud figure appearing in the fog-like terrifying magic power.