I Will Eventually Embark on a Road of No Return Called a Hero

"We have no ill intentions," Sidica looked around to confirm that there were no onlookers, and then squeezed his fists. "Although you look like you are going to fight us, I can immediately prove that I have no ill intentions."

Ah, the avatar, thanks to Hassan, who is admired by Cursed Wrist, looks like he needs to punch a few more punches.

Just when Hidicah was about to prove that he had no ill intentions, Wang Hassan finished his words.

"A hundred looks?"

As if the flames from hell ignited fiercely, the fear from the depths of the soul caused hundreds of Hassan to kneel on the ground at the same time.

"Even if you split into countless selves, you all chose the same belief, the same path, and protected the same people."

This time, instead of swinging the great sword of judgment, he stretched out a generous palm.

"You live up to Hassan's name."

When the Curse Wrist arrived, he saw only a "corpse" on the ground.

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Chapter 32 can only die for you

It is impossible for one person to cope with all situations.

In order to be someone who can handle all situations, she has divided her spirit into countless personalities, those who will never give in, those who are arrogant, those who are insidious, those who win sympathy, all of them are her, precisely because Acknowledging all this, she can get the title of Hassan.

Countless selves, countless desires, more desires than anyone, more contradictory than anyone, and dirtier than anyone, that's why the lord judged her like that.

[The desire of hundreds of egos to compete for a belief]

That lord's judgment is absolute. Since he declared so, then it is their dereliction of duty. Hundreds of ego no longer argue at that moment, but calmly accept this ending.

The glory that I have to hold even if I split up collapsed in an instant.

but--

"You live up to Hassan's life."

The collapsed glory was put back into her hands by the adult.

been recognized.

Countless self-shared dreams, the only thing they have in common with different personalities.

These are words that they dare not even wish for.

"She, it's not all right with them," Mordred pulled off Rashidica's clothes.

"Probably," Sidika's mouth twitched as she looked at a bunch of Hassan who seemed to be performing gymnastics.

After the "resurrection", the more lively Baumung Hassan began to jump up and down because they couldn't control their emotions, while the more restrained Baumang wanted to capture the lively Baumang because of shame.

So began the gymnastics chase performance.

Wang Hassan, who should have reprimanded Bai Mong to stop this shameful behavior, began to put up statues again.

"Cough, cough, it was really embarrassing just now." After a lot of tossing, Bai Mong, who seemed to belong to the leader's character, was pushed out.

"It's a shame," Mordred said rudely.

You won't be any better.

Sidica rolled her eyes.

"Tsk, rebellious knight Mordred, if it weren't for the sake of your lord, I'd now—"

"Die for me?" Mordred waved his hands indifferently, "A death blockbuster is still quite exciting, hurry up and show a Mordred Lord."

Sidica sighed, raised her hand and put it on Mordred's shoulder.

Mordred's arrogant expression became extremely stiff, and his hands subconsciously pressed on the buttocks.

"Don't worry, no matter what, I won't make you look bad in front of outsiders," Sidica gently squeezed Mordred's shoulder.

Mordred's expression was a little unnatural. Maybe others would find Sidica's gentle appearance very reassuring, but she would only feel that her scalp was numb. After all, Sidica was not gentle to her in the physical sense.

If she wasn't a servant, she would probably still be crying on the bed.

"But Baimao is already his own," Sidika mentioned Mordred with a smile, "Don't keep messing around, Wang~ I'll be very troubled."

In order not to lose face, Mordred snorted coldly with his hands around his chest, indicating that he was submissive.

"Sir, are you really going to help this guy?" He looked at Hassan Wang with a puzzled look, "Do you really want to entrust everything to her?"

"This era could end at any time, and the only ones who can break the stalemate and carve out a new future are the fearless forward idiots."

Although Wang Hassan called him an idiot, Mordred was not angry, but instead arrogantly gestured towards Bai Mong.

A tic-tac-toe popped up on Bai Mong's head, but because of Wang Hassan's existence, she could only endure it.

But considering the strength of Mordred and her, she really can't do anything other than show Mordred to die.

"Only the one from the desert is left. Although he sent the Divine Beast Legion, I still hope to confirm his attitude if possible."

Hidicah squeezed his neck.

Unlike the past, this era may end at any time as Wang Hassan said. Arturia is only collecting ideal souls, but she does not have to collect all the ideal souls of the entire era.

The king or rational god who no longer intends to move forward may at any time abandon all souls in order to avoid the disappearance of the only ideal souls.