Give away heads?

A thin Hassan looked cold, held a scimitar and sneered:

"Don't bluff, Berserker has been eliminated, today, God can't save you!"

"Do it!" Hassan, another old man, said suspiciously.

The two Hassan exuded a terrifying murderous intent all over their bodies, and the cold aura caused the temperature in the dark room to drop a little.

But before they could make any moves, there was a rhythmic sound of footsteps, which seemed to hit their hearts step by step, causing them to breathe.

Call~

The wind was howling, the light around them dimmed, and the footsteps were rapidly approaching, and there was an extremely oppressive aura behind it, like a whirlpool that devoured all souls.

"The gourd baby saved grandpa, and came to send it one by one, so gracious, it made me a little embarrassed."

The sound of banter echoed in the room, and Wren was covered in an eerie light like blue smoke, holding the invisible holy sword in his right hand, and resting one hand on the shoulder of the skinny Hassan.

This

The terrifying momentum like a demon god pressed everything around them, and the air seemed to freeze, and the two Hassan trembled and turned their heads with difficulty.

"You...... You're Caster, you're still alive, this... How can it be?! ”

Hassan, who was thin and small, shuddered and stammered, glancing at the vigorous palm on his shoulder, not daring to make a rash move.

The corners of Wren's mouth curled, with sarcasm: "Dead dragon trick, I know how to say the same lines every day." ”

This is the second time Hassan has asked this question.

Each personality of Hassan is independent, and memories are not shared with each other until information is exchanged.

That's why they can unite to deceive some unlucky guy and let him go to Tosaka's house on the first night to deliver his head.

"You ......"

As soon as the skinny Hassan wanted to say something, a phantasm appeared in front of him, and before he could react, Wren's left hand instantly grabbed his neck!

The magic that spread to the palm of his hand immediately burst out, and the muscles of his arm suddenly exerted force, and his wrist snapped violently!

Click~

The sound of bones and sinew breaking sounded, Hassan's upright head was crooked, and his weak body was lifted by Wren, and then thrown in front of Hassan, who looked like an old man, like garbage.

Hassan, who looked like an old man, leaned over and glanced at the corpse on the ground, his eyelids under the white skull mask jumped, and he gasped.

Not to mention rescuing his companions, he didn't react, and what made him feel strange was that he didn't even feel a trace of murderous aura leaking out before the other party made a move.

He suddenly understood a little, the other party was also good at constricting aura, which was a different technique from "aura blocking", no wonder it was difficult to track down this Caster before.

"Don't be afraid, I've always respected the old and loved the young, and I won't embarrass you." Wren looked at the remaining trembling Hassan, and suddenly grinned, "Old man, you can judge yourself, so as not to be offended." ”

Hassan: "........."

Do you have any misconceptions about respecting the old and loving the young?

It's a big deal, Hassan, who looks like an old man, forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart, and reprimanded him with a fierce heart:

"No way, don't deceive people too much! As the nineteenth leader of the Assassination Order to bear the name of 'Hassan al-Sabah', we are the only ones who harvest the lives of others! ”

"Yo, Baixiang Hassan, you are a garbage person, and you still have the face to boast that you are the 19th generation of mountain old men, you are really ashamed of the first generation of mountain old people.

Anyway, I'll kill you and clean up the portal for his old man, so that you don't continue to be embarrassed here!" ”

Wren sneered, and the invisible sword in his right hand trembled, bursting out with brilliant golden light, and the sword body shone in the center of the atmosphere that rolled up a whirlwind.

"I'll fight with you!"

Seeing this, Hassan, who looked like an old man, let out an unwilling roar, looking very tragic, and rushed forward with his bright scimitar, slashing at the enemy's neck with the blade.

"I just like the person with the head iron, then it depends on who is harder." Wren swept forward with his sword in both hands, imitating the tone of the Dull Hair King and shouted, "Wind King Mallet!" ”

The air mass compressed by ultra-high pressure to protect the holy sword was freed from the invisible barrier - the roar of a dragon flying into the sky exploded!

Bang!

A dull loud bang came, condensing into a solid-like ultra-high-pressure blast bomb and crashing into Hassan's body!

The white skull mask shattered, Hassan's body twisted and deformed in an instant, and bones and muscles made a tooth-aching cracking sound, stirring with blood.

Like a slap from an invisible hand, Hassan squeezed the air current, flew out upside down like a cannonball, and slammed a path into the wall.

Burst!

It's like a mosquito being swatted to death on a wall, and when the wall trembles and buzzes, a gorgeous blood flower blooms.

It took a moment for Hassan's body, which was glued to the wall, to slowly slide to the floor under the force of gravity.

"Yay! This kind of calm and powerful hitting feeling is simply amazing, comparable to a home run, you guys take a look, are there any other sand sculptures in the castle? I want to try again! ”

Master Wren was in a very good mood, and in the dark room, the whistling breeze quickly reunited, enveloping the gorgeous golden sword body, and the holy sword was invisible again.

"This ...... It seems to be gone, these are the last two Hassan. Yanye's eyelids jumped, and the corners of her mouth twitched in reply.

Poor Assassin, died a miserable death.

He glanced at the non-human corpse on the side of the wall, and suddenly felt that his side was the villain.

No, maybe the wicked have their own wicked grinding.

"It's gone."

Alice Phil examines the crystal ball and is sure that the Hassan who invaded the castle have been wiped out.

She stared at Wren, who was holding a ball of "air" in her hand, and couldn't suppress the curiosity in her red pupils, and asked:

"Wuming, you...... How is it, like Saber, that he has this special treasure that can gather whirlwinds? ”

"This is the Wind King Enchantment, strictly speaking it's just a magic trick, as a Caster, it's not surprising that you would do this, right?"

Wren smiled, and suddenly felt that Artoria's skills were too easy to use, he had learned the Light Cannon and the Wind King Enchantment, and he would also be able to "release magic power", although he didn't have an intuition, but he had a heart.

He can now be seen as a pirated King Arthur.

"Really?"

Alice Phil gave him a suspicious look, and the woman's intuition told him that Wuming seemed to have just mastered this ability, so when did he ......

'Wait, don't dissipate the Wind King's barrier, just leave it to me. ’

In a flash of inspiration, Alice Phil suddenly remembered what Caster had said in the afternoon, and looked at him with a little surprise, not only the sword, but also the magic was copied?

Wise woman.

Wren noticed Alice Phil's suddenly realized eyes and sighed, but the thing was already in his hands, and it was nothing if he was detected.

Because the treasures needed next can only be snatched by force.