(I'm in a bad mood and can't write things with an empty head, so I can only change it today.) The blank space will be adjusted back as soon as possible, so I can only say sorry again. ）

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The space in the room is too limited, one more person will occupy one more place, like Zhou Yao, most of his attack methods are area kills, if he uses it in the room, the old mansion that is already wooden will definitely say goodbye to him.

He didn't want the home he had just moved into to be in ruins before he even arrived for a day.

Besides, if he comes out, it will undoubtedly attract most of the firepower, and it will also allow Yu to finish the Great Sin Armament with peace of mind.

What appeared in front of Zhou Yao now was nothing more than seventy or eighty individuals split from the "Hassan of the Hundred Appearances", and after the most threatening aura was abolished, for him, victory was already in advance of him.

With two Flame Hands guarding him, Zhou Yao began the battle with the Hassan who were rushing towards him with the Ryūdāṇa in his hand.

"It's useless to say that the breath is blocked."

Zhou Yao had already taken precautions and sank his waist and opened the strengthening circuit to gather his strength on the sword.

The next moment, a short thorn burst out of the air, and Hassan, who was holding it, maintained a swooping posture and could not take another half step.

Because Zhou Yao's hand was against the blade of the knife, he blocked the short stab with the Zhendian Zhana grid without any difference. No matter how hard Hassan tried, he didn't move.

"Fire Escape - Hao Fireball Technique!"

Seeing that Hassan was going to give up and continue to attack and retreat, how could Zhou Yao give him this opportunity, and he immediately became an old ...... Fireballs erupted. Flying poor Hassan out, by the way, he was roasted to medium rare, and he could barely breathe a sigh of relief from the stand.

Here, the hall covered that meritorious service, and the two flame hands over there were not idle. Now is not a turn-based game, and the other Hassan who have the numerical advantage will certainly not be able to wait in line to attack.

In the space where Zhou Yao spat fireballs, there were four Hassan detachments of two and two, outflanked from both sides, they were armed with short weapons often used by assassins, and they showed the professionalism of assassins, launching vicious attacks on different fatal points from different angles.

It's a pity that these attacks have all failed without exception, no, they have been interrupted, it should be said. The two hands of flame protected Zhou Yao impenetrable, and the flames surged and condensed, knocking the thrown dagger to the ground. Then in the face of the four Hassan's next raids, he took the initiative to attack, palming into a full fist...... All the blows that can be achieved by the arms are enough at once, and the two arms are still full of momentum against the four enemies.

Thanks to his experience in maneuvering magic when he was in a small town, Zhou Yao was able to use the Hand of Flame as if it were a real arm.

In the courtyard outside the window, more and more Hassan figures appeared, hunched over and surrounded Zhou Yao.

"Flying Flame!"

While the hand of the flame was busy, Zhou Yao also continued to make moves, and with the launch of the flying flame, a large wave of flame rolled up and hit in one direction.

The two Hassan who were facing him immediately panicked, and hurriedly dodged to the side, relying on their agility, the two Hassan could barely dodge.

The flame wave did not swallow the enemy, and continued to wreak havoc forward, and the three Hassan in the rear were not as lucky as the two Hassan in front, and it was too late to dodge, and the three thin bodies were drowned in the flames.

"Go on!"

Zhou Yao roared and continued to launch the flying flames, the difference was that this time, under his concentrated control, the flame wave was no longer a straight trajectory but a serpentine swirl, grazing the flat ground and leaving crawling scorch marks, rolling more Hassan into it.

At one time, five more Hassan were hit.

There is no way, although the courtyard is several times more spacious than the interior, but there are dozens of Hassan, and all of them are crowded into the courtyard, which is only enough space for each person to attack. When a group move is released, there will always be people who can't avoid it.

The hands of the flames both danced, and Zhou Yao stood in place with the defense as the attack, waiting for Hassan's attack. It was the best way he could think of fighting.

Because if he takes the initiative to attack, not only will he not be able to achieve tangible results with his speed, but he may give Hassan a hole to attack.

Anyway, the goal of these Hassan is themselves, as long as they stand here, then Hassan will inevitably send them to the door obediently.

Waiting for work, with the help of the trial's no-blind detection, is enough to minimize the threat of Hassan's other major weapon.

And after fighting so far, Zhou Yao has also discovered a problem. Hassan's attacks, though with the professionalism of an assassin, always gave him a sense of rigidity. It's like a puppet's action, and it can't play its own strengths to its fullest, which makes the battle even easier.

"Who are you the Heroic Spirits that you summoned? Barsermero? ”

Taking advantage of the short pause in the battle, Zhou Yao asked the remaining Hassans.

It's a pity that what he got was the usual tricky attack, and none of Hassan had any tendency to answer, and continued to throw himself into the battle without fear of death.

Zhou Yao had no choice but to continue fighting.

As time went on, Hassan's number became smaller and smaller.

Poor Hassan, in the original Holy Grail War, was used as cannon fodder for random consumption, and in this world, they can't change their tragic fate. was sent by an unknown summoner to serve as bait for Zhou Yao to become stronger.

The flame of the red lotus continued to bloom brilliantly under the night sky, and finally there was no more Hassan in Zhou Yao's surroundings.

"It's a story...... And also?! ”

Zhou Yao's tense spirit just wanted to relax, but he found that another figure was rapidly approaching in the perception of the trial.

Zhou Yao turned his head to look outside the mansion, only to see an exceptionally sturdy guy jumping high into the air, stepping over the wall and courtyard and falling directly towards Zhou Yao.

"I'll go, there's no end to it, it's Hassan again!"

Zhou Yao shouted depressedly, didn't dare to stay and hurriedly jumped to the side.

Then there was a thud and the comer fell to the ground, like a cannonball bursting and blasting the ground into a splash of earth and rock.

It's still a pitch-black bodysuit, it's still the iconic white skull mask, and it's a new Hassan.

Zhou Yao is very depressed, is he competing with Hassan today? The front foot is extinguished, and the back foot is refreshed.

Looking at the new Hassan in front of him, his body is extremely strong, and it is a bit unqualified to describe it as a tiger's back.

More berserkers than assassins.

Immediately after Zhou Yao was stunned, Hassan launched an attack, without using weapons or breath blocking, the other party launched from the front so openly...... Charge!

Say you're like a berserker, and you really think you're a berserker......

I saw the new Hassan crossing his arms in front of him, and his feet rushed fiercely, fast and fast, and with his huge body, it was like a truck stepping on the accelerator.

Zhou Yao's face changed sharply, and he hurriedly parried in front of him with the hand of fire, and at the same time turned sideways to avoid it. Who knew that when the new Hassan charged in front of him, he actually made a sudden brake move, and the key was to really let it succeed.

Its body came to a halt in an eerie posture, and the kinetic feedback of inertia brought scars to the body.

It was not an ordinary scar, but a crack that was held firmly by stitches, and the new Hassan spread most of the momentum through the crack, and the rest was also transferred to the arm under the manipulation of its muscles, and then swept towards Zhou Yao.

Reinvent yourself!

At the same time that Zhou Yao erected the hall to resist, this skill suddenly appeared in his heart.

That's a skill that Hassan excels at, reinventing himself to strengthen his physical abilities.

Before he could think about it, the unimaginable power was transmitted to the sword, and his body flew out with him.

"Flying Flame!"

Zhou Yao didn't want to be knocked away, and under the shock of his mind, he directly sent out a flame wave with his hand.