The shadow of the long knife is not visible at all.

Assassin Hassan looked at the scene in front of him with some strange curiosity, slightly distracted. He only felt an itch on his neck, and then the whole person flew up.

Yes, flew.

Blood mixed with strange pleasure, just an instant completely swept over the heroic spirit's body. Moonlight softly sang beside the Assassin, singing a song that made him fly into the sky.

It's so beautiful......

Despite wearing a white skull mask, Assassin Hassan still had a strange look on his face. He had never seen anything like it.

He flies in the sky, but his body stands on the ground.

head, flying.

So fast......

It wasn't until the head flew high in the sky that Assassin Hassan realized his condition.

His own head was directly separated from his own body. He could even see his headless body, trembling softly in the moonlight, followed by blood spurting out.

It was like a blood-colored fountain, and in the blink of an eye, it had already flown into the air.

Myself...... Are you going to die?

Assassin Hassan subconsciously wanted to take off the mask he wore on his face and see what was happening in front of him. It's just that he suddenly realized that his hand was gone......

Not only the hands, but also the body that has always accompanied me, I can no longer feel it. There was only a strange pleasure, which surged into his brain for a moment, and then surged like a tidal wave with the spill of blood, and then slid down.

Smack......

His head slammed down on the cold steps, and blood spread from beneath him into the distance like a blooming flower. Blood was dripping from the steps and fell on the pale steps illuminated by the moonlight.

What a quick sword...... What a great swordsman......

With the last thought in his mind, Assassin Hassan subconsciously widened his eyes. Reluctantly looked at the night after his worst, and then closed his eyes forever.

With just one sword, one servant was eliminated.

Such combat effectiveness is really terrifying.

Sasaki Kojiro slowly put away his sword as if nothing had happened. Alone in the moonlight, let the moonlight drape over his body. His sword was still dripping with blood, and a smile was still on his lips.

"Please."

Kojiro Sasaki said with a smile to the lancer Cúchulainn in front of him.

Is it my turn next?

Lancer Cuchulainn spun the scarlet spear in his hand, the tip of which glistened coldly in the moonlight, as if waiting for his master's voice.

Just to the surprise of Lancer Cúchulainn, Kojiro Sasaki turned sideways. Get out of the way to the Liudong Temple that he had blocked.

"Please."

Kojiro Sasaki said again.

At this time, Lancer Cúchulainn was a little confused, he wanted to ask what he wanted, but the words never came out. Lancer Cúchulainn, dressed in a blue bodysuit, tentatively stepped up the steps.

Smack.

The boot landed on the steps, and in a split second it was already soaked in blood. But Lancer's footsteps didn't stop, and his blood-soaked boots moved forward, and he stepped on the steps again.

Assassin Hassan's body was at Lancer Cúchulainn's feet.

Haven't gotten your hands on it yet? Lancer Cúchulainn frowned slightly, looking at Kojiro Sasaki with some surprise, speculating about the swordsman's psychology.

"Please."

It's still the same words, it's still the same smile. Kojiro Sasaki turned, leaving behind him a deep, long staircase. These steps look like they are carved from white marble in the moonlight.

Lancer Cuchulainn subconsciously turned the scarlet spear in his voice and lightly tapped it on the ground. With a tinkling sound, he said, "I'm going over." ”

Kojiro Sasaki finally didn't answer, he simply closed his eyes. The breath of the whole person seemed to disappear in an instant, and it completely merged with the moonlight.

Take a deep breath. Lancer slowly and heavily stepped forward with his blood-stained feet, one bright red footprint after another, appearing on the moonlit pale path.

Neither of the two servants spoke. It seems that everything has been exchanged clearly in Sasaki Kojiro's three requests.

The moonlight was so clear that it reflected the blood on the ground, like a temple of the Cult, waiting for the worship of believers.

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"It's late."

The decaying body with an old tone suddenly appeared in front of Kojiro Sasaki. At the same time as the sound of the innocent inkstone sounded, Yan Feng Qili's figure also emerged from the dark shadows.

I saw him frowning slightly, looking at the blood stains in front of him like layers of small waterfalls, and slowly shook his head.

It's really late.

Seeing the corpse of the Assassin lying in a pool of blood is a situation that even a brainless person can imagine.

"Dead."

Yan Feng Qili said with a frown. All of this was different from what he had planned with Jian Tong's dirty inkstone, which was completely unexpected by them. originally had high hopes and hoped to be able to hold back the other party's servant, but he died so inexplicably.

"Assassin is still an assassin after all!"

Jian Tong said with emotion, while looking at Yan Feng Qili who was standing beside him. The latter nodded slightly, and walked forward directly on the blood of the assassin.

"It's not going to work."

Assassin Kojiro Sasaki uttered words that seemed like fate.

"Chop and go."

A contemptuous sneer suddenly sounded in the night sky. Then the golden light illuminated the quiet night like the midday sun.

The light, a dazzling light, had completely enveloped the assassin Kojiro Sasaki in just a moment. He subconsciously tilted his head and looked at the source of the light. In a trance, this swordsman who only exists in legends. It seems to have returned to the scene when he first used Yan to return.

The sunlight was as dazzling as it is now, not to mention accurately judging the trajectory of the swallow, even with the eyes open.

Since you can't open it, why don't you close it?

The corners of his mouth curled up, and he closed his eyes gracefully like a noble son, and Assassin Kojiro Sasaki slowly closed his eyes, waiting, waiting for that moment to come.

The long sword was raised, and it was about to slash the swallow in the air.

The king's eyes widened, and he just smiled disdainfully. Because he wasn't a swallow in the first place. And how could it be cut down? He didn't even show a hint of insecurity, but slowly raised his hand, as if playing music, and the endless Noble Phantasm appeared behind Archer Gilgamesh, quietly waiting for the king's orders.

The hand covered in golden armor fell suddenly, as if judging the life of the heroic spirit in front of him.

"Go, King's Treasure!"

Archer Gilgamesh snorted softly, the next second. The air was already pouring rain on the treasures.

"Yan Hui!"

After calling out the name of his secret technique, the long knife slashed a graceful trace in the night sky, splitting the first golden spear in front of him into two pieces in an instant.

In order to completely block the movement of the swallow, the sword technique called Yan Hui will swing three swords in an instant. It's the first sword just now.

"Dang!"

With a soft sound, a golden long knife bounced off under the collision of Sasaki Kojiro's long sword, and crashed straight into the treasure that fell like a torrential rain. Turned into golden powder.

This is the second sword.

At this moment, Sasaki Kojiro's brows widened, and he saw a comfortable smile on the corner of his mouth. There was a look of helplessness on his handsome face.

"The steps are so small."

He sighed as the sword came to a complete halt after a noticeable pause in the air. The endless golden spear, like an iron cage, completely sealed the long sword that drank blood in the moonlight.

Burst! Burst! Burst! Burst!

The music suddenly played, and bright red flowers continued to bloom on Sasaki Kojiro's body.

Some of these flowers are wounds of knives, some are traces of swords, and some are scars left by the piercing of spears. These wounds were so numerous that they almost pierced Kojiro Sasaki into a bloody man.

Archer Gilgamesh, who was in the sky, looked at the ground, and the assassin Sasaki Kojiro, who had turned into a bloody man, turned the corners of his mouth up, and fell from the sky.

The golden boots stepped in a pool of blood for the first time, and Archer Gilgamesh walked forward without stopping. With each step, there was a bright red footprint on the ground.

Finally, the heroic spirit stopped, in front of the sword surrounded by golden spears.

"It's a good sword." Archer Gilgamesh said, reaching out and taking the assassin Kojiro Sasaki's longsword in his hand, "This king will treasure it forever as a reward for your excellent sword skills." ”

Kojiro Sasaki did not speak and did not answer. He could no longer speak, and a golden spear had already passed through his throat, the golden tip of the hair crushing deep into the steps.

It's just that even though he couldn't speak, Kojiro Sasaki replied with his smile.

He smiled slightly, his body shaking. The whole person fell backwards along the spear that ran through his throat, and smashed heavily into the blood.

"It was a fantastic night."

Archer Gilgamesh wielded his freshly acquired sword, his eyes swept over the corpses of the two assassins, and cast his eyes on the Liudong Temple, hidden in the darkness of the night. The golden armor creaked in the moonlight as Gilgamesh walked, rising and rising, leaving a long, carpet-like trail of blood behind him.

Who will be waiting for the king after that door?

Feeling joy in his heart for the first time, Archer Gilgamesh smiled and walked forward. The two people, who had already been swallowed by the darkness, also took their own steps at this time, stepping over the corpse and heading to the place where everything was ended in the plan.

Liudong Temple, the last decisive battle! (To be continued......)

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Well...... That one...... Something is wrong psychologically...... So I want to adjust it today...... Update a chapter for the time being......

Tomorrow the two watches will be resumed......

And then...... And then...... Start today...... I'm going to turn into a manuscript storage demon!!!

I'm going to be even more frantic next month!!!!

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