I, Wang Ha, the Assassin of Three Red Warriors

Even if she encounters an unrivaled and powerful enemy, she can use the great achievements of the seventeenth generation Hassan as a sacrifice, and activate the strongest treasure "Phantom Warriors" to manifest the divine karma of the first generation of adults.

Although Lord Weng of the Mountain's projection can only unleash a full-strength slash, it is already stronger than all Hassans combined.

Kuangxinzi cleared up the miscellaneous soldiers like nothing else, his powerful strength attracted Gozzi's attention, and at the same time he felt sorry for the heavy casualties of his men.

These are all qualified killers cultivated by the empire with a lot of resources, but now they are slaughtered wantonly like pigs and dogs, not to mention that many of them were taught by Gozzi himself.

Gozchi, holding the Teigu 'Murasame', leaped out, opened and closed without making any sound, raised the blade and slashed towards the back of Kuangxinzi, the swift and swift light of the knife was like a poisonous snake baring its fangs.

Cold and deadly.

ps: I broke the keyboard when I was coding yesterday, and I just took it to repair it today, -_-||

ps: It’s been almost two years since I wrote the book. Thinking about the durability of the keyboard, it seems that it has reached the end, but it can still be used after repairing, and it does not affect the code words.

ps: Finally, I wish everyone can be discharged from the hospital tomorrow, there is already a waste dream~

Chapter 337 The White Skull's Assassin

"when--!"

The crisp sound of metal impact was clearly audible in the dark night. Gozzi, who was sure of his assassination method, flew out backwards, controlled his body to do a backflip in the air, and relieved the enormous force on his body.

"Don't underestimate Assassin's strength."

Hassan with the dagger in his hand appeared behind the fanatic at some point. The smooth and pale skull mask reflected the moonlight, and the tattered black cloak fluttered in the night wind.

Needless to say, Gozzi was enough to realize that he had met his peers when he looked at Hassan's outfit.

The unparalleled fanatic didn't even bother to glance over here, his hair was tangled and twisted into a rope to trap and hang the killers who surrounded him one after another, giving the enemy powerless terror like a gorgon.

Under the siege of the empire's killers, Kuangxinzi moved around, even if he was cut by a sword, he was unscathed, and the hardness of his body became the crystal of the devil.

The girl's empty hand lightly touched the head of a killer. After she dodged away, the killer's head exploded like a bomb, causing countless deaths and injuries to the surrounding people.

Bursts of songs that surpassed the frequency of human perception sounded from her mouth, and the killers who heard the songs at close range all wailed with distorted faces, black smoke rose from all over their bodies, and the marrow fluid in their bodies boiled and burned to death.

Dreaming of spinal fluid, fantasizing about computers, fantasizing about flashes, and thinking about body temperature, the miracles of Hassan's previous generations reappeared one after another. The girl in a black cloak danced like a messenger of death in the dark night, taking away a Blossoming delicate flower of life.

Seeing the killers strewn across the field under the hands of Kuangxinzi, the normally calm Gozzi couldn't help but burn with anger, but he was really powerless.

Hassan the Cursed Wrist stood motionless on the spot, separating Gozzi from the fanatic like a moat. Although he didn't exude any astonishing power from a strong man, Gozzi still felt the heavy pressure .

This kind of pressure, Gozzi has felt in his own teacher.

This was something he had just joined the Imperial Assassination Force when he was young, and Gozzi's teacher was the former captain of the Imperial Assassination Force.

That is, a tense feeling that life is not guaranteed, as if the opponent can take his life in the blink of an eye, and he doesn't even have time to react.

This feeling has never appeared since Gozzi killed his teacher and took over Teigu 'Murasame' from him.

But now, he felt the same pressure from the cursed Hassan again, and the threat was even more deadly.

"Where did this assassin come from? Not even the notorious assassination association Oberg would not have forced me and the imperial assassination troops into such a mess."

Gozzi had never heard of such a powerful peer in the empire, but he didn't have the energy to find out the origin of the opponent, and all his attention was spent on maintaining the confrontation and finding the opponent's flaws.

"Ahhh-!"

The shrill howling sound broke through the almost frozen air like a stone thrown into the lake. The vice-captain Bill rolled and fell out of the darkness. His body was covered with scars, and his right arm and left leg had disappeared.

The cunning and cunning Bill had already sensed that something was wrong. Wanting to escape alone, he sneaked into the corner of the camp, but unexpectedly bumped into Hassan, the shadow lantern in charge of controlling the field.

He looked up and noticed Gozzi's presence, and his face was full of desire for life.

"Help me, Gozzi! Come on, save me—"

Bill, who used to be majestic and majestic in the past, crawled towards the place where Gozzy was like a maggot, dragging long bloodstains on the ground, like a drowning man grasping the last straw.

But Gozzi had no time to respond to his call for help. Bill's wrinkled old face was contorted with pain and resentment, and he cursed in the most vicious language:

"Gozzi you bastard, you son of a bitch, I curse you after death..."

The unbearable curses echoed in the air, until the sound of unhurried footsteps came from far and near in the darkness, Bill froze as if his throat had been choked, and he turned his head and saw the shadow lantern Hassan That devilish figure.

"No, don't kill me!"

Bill's face was full of panic, and he used all his strength to dawdle backwards, trying to stay away from the shadow lantern Hassan.

"I can give you money, a lot of money..."

Seeing Bill's ugliness, Gozzi couldn't help showing a hint of sarcasm, and Shadow Lantern didn't stop his pace.

"No matter what, as long as I have it, you can take it away, don't kill me! I, I don't want to die—"

The villain who used to wantonly play with other people's lives finally realized the same situation as the victim.

Those innocent people who were tortured to death by Bill never got his sympathy no matter how much they begged for mercy, so he must not get any mercy.

"Shadowborn lore · Iron Maiden of Darkness!"

Hassan, the shadow lantern, didn't even look at this kind of rubbish. He raised his hand and clenched his fist to call out an iron maiden made of shadows, sucked Bill into it, and slowly closed the two doors covered with sharp thorns.

"Ahhhh-"

Sharp knives of different lengths first pierced Bill's palms, arms and legs, then pierced his torso and eyes, and finally pierced his throat, stopping the ugly screams abruptly.

The shadow of the Iron Maiden dispersed, and Bill's torn rag-like corpse fell into a pool of blood.

Gozqi, who watched the whole process, felt more and more bitter. After he clearly understood the gap between the enemy and ourselves, he found that he was doomed tonight.

"Curse wrist, hurry up, the action is coming to an end."

Hassan, the shadow lantern, glanced at Gozqi, and after saying a word, his figure disappeared into the night.

"understood."

Hassan the Cursed Wrist replied in a low voice, before the words dissipated, his figure appeared in front of Gozzi in an instant, stabbing Gozzi's neck with the dagger in his hand.

Gozzi, who was born in Huangquan Temple, has excellent attainments in melee physical skills.

He subconsciously swung the samurai sword-like Teigu to hold Hassan's dagger at the cursed arm, and withdrew his body to avoid the attack radius of the short dagger, and slashed at the cursed arm with the advantage of the long knife.

Hassan, the cursed arm, drifted away suddenly, and the flashing movement almost disappeared.

"Hehe, can you, a slow guy, see through my actions?"

Faced with the provocation of Hassan, the cursed arm, Gozzi remained calm and calm, not seeking to attack the opponent, but only doing his best defense, and then waiting for the opportunity.

Cursed Arm Hassan had no intention of fighting with Gozzi, and after throwing a few hidden weapons to attract the opponent's attention, he drew a knife and stabbed Gozzi straight in the heart.

Eager to break the deadlock, Gozzi realized that this was an opportunity. He could completely control his body, and he let the stabbed blade pass by his body, and the Tegu Murame in his hand slashed straight at Hassan's right arm. superior.

"Success!!"

Seeing that Murrayu had slashed the cursed wrist, a stern look flashed in Gozqi's eyes, and he roared excitedly.

The long-sword Teigu 'Murasame', known as 'one cut and one kill', has a terrifying curse poison enough to seal the throat with blood attached to its blade.

It is precisely with this Teigu that Gozzi has completed many difficult tasks under the deployment of the empire, and has killed many opponents stronger than him. More than half of his strong strength is based on Murasame .

Although Hassan the Cursed Arm didn't know about Murasame's ability, the Demon Arm didn't seem to be afraid of highly poisonous poison unless the poison was strong enough to kill Phantasmal Species.

"Wither like a pomegranate."

Before Gozzi was happy for a few seconds, Hassan, the curse arm, was still moving without hindrance, without any sign of being poisoned.

Accompanied by Hassan's chanting, the black bandage wrapped around his right arm loosened and fell off, and the crimson devil's hand stretched out, grazing Gozzi's chest lightly.

A beating heart was held in Hassan's palm by the cursed wrist. Before Gozzi figured out what happened, there was a sharp tearing pain in his chest.

"The soul is like candy, drop pain, delusional heart sounds!"

Chapter 338 Red Eyes and Black Eyes

"Imperial Assassins? That's all."

With a Noble Phantasm to resolve the battle, Hassan murmured in a low voice, his burly and tall body bent down, turned into a black shadow and pulled away.

It has been a while since I came to this world, and Hassans naturally know about the existence of Teigu and Chengu.

Although this thing is only a mortal artifact and cannot be compared with the treasures held by the heroic spirits, it is still a rare good thing.

Even if the Hassans don't use it themselves, they can give it to the killers trained in the future. Anyway, it won't waste resources in vain.

Cursed Wrist and Kuangxinzi wiped out the imperial assassination forces on their side, and Baimao's side also crushed the imperial army, and the survivors who fled in all directions were caught by the waiting Shadow Lantern.

As for Quiet's task, it was to guard the two tents crowded with children to ensure that the future students of the Assassin Order would not suffer unnecessary damage in this night battle attacking the camp.

The dilapidated tents had no effect of sound insulation, and the tragic screams and screams frightened the group of children, and they shivered and huddled inside the tents, not daring to move.

These little guys from all over the empire, the oldest is only ten years old, and the youngest is only six years old. They are all Zhengtai and Lolita who are within the standard warranty period. No matter how brave they are, they have never seen a killing battle on the battlefield.

"Sister, we, have we encountered bandits?"

In the depths of the tent, a girl with black hair and black eyes curled up in the arms of another girl with black hair and red eyes and asked tremblingly.

The girl who was called her elder sister actually had no idea in her heart, but she managed to maintain her composure. She patted the back of the girl in her arms and comforted her:

"Maybe, but the army of the empire is so powerful, we are sure, nothing will happen."

Just when Heitong was relieved by Chitong's comfort, another crying voice came from the side:

"But, what if the imperial army loses? Then we, wouldn't we all fall into the hands of bandits?"

Heitong immediately became nervous again when he heard the words, and hugged the sister beside him even tighter, causing Chitong to sigh involuntarily, and turned his head to look at the girl who spoke just now.

"Chikushi, I know you are very scared now, but, can't you always think about the bright side of everything?"

Chikushi, who hugged her knees in the corner of the tent, nodded, and raised her hand to wipe away the tears in her eyes, but her small shoulders still trembled, and her cute appearance was enough to instantly break the hearts of some hentai guys.

Although Chitong has tried his best to maintain the situation, there will always be some guys who are afraid of chaos in the world, and there is a faint voice, which is a little gloomy.

"I heard from the adults that bandits are a group of extremely cruel guys. If they really fall into their hands, it will be over."

"It is said that bandits like to eat children because of lack of food, especially little girls with thin skin and tender meat like Tsukushi. Cook them in a large pot and sprinkle some spices..."

Before she finished speaking, Zhuzi trembled, tears burst out of her eye sockets, and she shook her head frantically.

"Woooooo, I, I don't eat well. I haven't bathed for more than ten days. Woooooo, don't, don't eat me..."

Chitong glanced at the instigator angrily, and criticized sharply: "Sister Cornelia, it's wrong for you to scare people like this!"

Cornelia scratched her head embarrassingly, with an apology on her face, and argued:

"Didn't I just want to ease the atmosphere? It feels like you are all a little too nervous."

While the red pupil was still staring at Cornelia, the shivering black pupil raised his head to look at his sister, and asked:

"Sister, do bandits really have to eat children? Is it possible that we will be eaten?"

"Don't listen to Sister Cornelia's nonsense, of course these are all lies."

Chi Tong touched Hei Tong's little head, and comforted his timid younger sister again.

Hearing the conversation of Chitong and the others, Green, who was sitting not far away, turned around, pushed the black-rimmed glasses on his nose, and said:

"Cannibalism is definitely a fake, but the bandit's cruelty and tyranny are definitely true. Our neighboring village was destroyed by bandit raids. Many men and women were taken back to the mountains to serve as slaves."

"Slaves? The kind of people who don't have enough to eat, don't wear warm clothes, and have to work non-stop, or they have to be whipped?"

Chikushi imagined a miserable future in an instant, she shook her head in resistance, bit her lip and sobbed softly.

"You trash fish, don't make any guesses." Nahaxiu sighed, and expressed his own judgment: "Ordinary bandits don't have the guts to attack the regular army. These attackers are definitely not bandits."

"Bi, people who are more terrifying than bandits... Then, wouldn't that be even worse?" Heitong muttered in a low voice.

As soon as these words came out, everyone couldn't help but fell silent.

Although they are still young, the turbulent social environment of the empire still makes them understand many things in their hearts, and they are more mature than children in the peaceful era.

Bandits are certainly terrifying, but there are many people in this world who are more terrifying than bandits. What's more, in the propaganda of the empire, the so-called revolutionary army has long been demonized.

"Why don't we try to escape?" Cornelia suggested after hesitating for a moment.

"Run? Where are you going? No one knows what's going on outside, and even if you run away in the wilderness, you can't survive." Green retorted.

"That's better than sitting here and waiting to die, right?" Cornelia retorted, not to be outdone.

While the two were arguing, Nahaxiu and Akahito were thinking about the feasibility of running away, while Heitong and Chikushi waited quietly.

But before they finished weighing the pros and cons, the imperial army that faced Hassan and Kai Wushuang was completely defeated, and all survivors were wiped out in the camp.

Hassan the Cursed Arm and Hassan the Shadow Lantern went to control the carriage, Hassan Baimao led the avatars to clean the battlefield, while Tranquility and Fanxinzi were responsible for receiving the hundred children in the two tents.