The Nuclear Sword Fairy from a certain cartoon

After hearing Shirou's words, the blue flame burning in Wang Hassan's eyes became even more intense.

Clang—clang—clang!

The evening bell rang again.

Although the attack just now failed, it does not mean that this Noble Phantasm is bad. On the contrary, this Noble Phantasm is quite powerful.

At that moment, if anyone other than Shirou had come to pick him up, no one would have been able to pick him up.

Because once the evening bell rings, someone will definitely die. This is a fate that connects cause and effect.

"Can you hear the sound of this bell?"

King Hassan's voice echoed throughout the temple along with the sound of the evening bell.

"This is the end of your destiny. Just accept it and free your soul. This is your last chance as a human to enjoy peace of mind."

Wang Hassan's always low voice gradually became louder.

"The evening bell has revealed your name——"Azrail"!!!"

Accompanied by the long sound of the bell, he - sneaked in.

Picture: "Wang Hassan", location: "Images/1679146070-100352746-110080504.jpg"

No one can capture his position, just as humans cannot capture their own shadow.

He turned into a phantom and appeared in front of Shirou, and the sword stained with blue light rushed towards him.

Shirou looked at the attacking King Hassan in silence, and raised the dark sword "Dusk" held in his right hand.

"This sword is above, destiny is below!"

The slight shaking of the sword body caused the surrounding space to tear.

The moment the two swords came into contact, Wang Hassan didn't even have time to react, and his body flew out like a meteor.

Boom————!

His body broke through the wall of the temple without stopping, penetrated the mountains, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Ma Xiu and others who stood there and saw this scene were speechless.

It took a while for Bedivere to say in shock: "So... so strong...!"

Bedivere has never felt such a strong sense of oppression from the king or any knight in the Knights of the Round Table.

That simply didn't belong to the category of heroic spirits, it was beyond the limits of his imagination.

Gudazi couldn't help but sigh.

"I don't know if Solomon, the 'Magic King' who caused the incineration of the human body, has such an extent..."

As Wang Hassan was beaten out, the place became completely silent.

Roman was also curious about what happened here because the terminal connection became unstable because of Wang Hassan, and asked quickly after restoring the screen.

"Hey, it looks like the communication has been restored. Where's the 'Old Man from the Mountain'? Why didn't you see him? Hey, why didn't you say anything?"

Both Gudazi and Ma Xiu didn't know how to answer this question.

In the end, it was Da Vinci who explained the situation to Roman.

"what!?"

Roman couldn't help but exclaimed after hearing this.

"Are you serious?"

"We were just as disbelieving as you, doctor, but that's the truth." Matthew said.

Because of Matthew's words, Roman was really curious about what had just happened here. It was like a viewer who had missed a wonderful live broadcast. He felt so uncomfortable that he wished he could turn back time.

"Damn it! I wish I could see such a wonderful battle with my own eyes!"

Roman's regretful words made Matthew, the others, and Bedivere look at each other.

Although the strength and fighting style displayed by the first-generation Hassan were indeed very exciting, the ending of the battle felt a bit extremely simple.

When Roman wanted to ask for some details, Wang Hassan, who had just been knocked away an unknown distance,

Running back.

Shadows gathered, and the tall 'Old Man of the Mountain' reappeared.

"...Magic disciples, you have gained my approval."

But this time, his attitude became much gentler, and he was completely different from before.

"My sword is willing to open up the first battle line for you. Let me face that 'Sun Knight' Gawain. Well... that's his name."

Wang Hassan's eyes swept over Gudazi and Mashu, and when they finally landed on Shirou, he treated them as equals.

"Let my sword turn into a bird of prey and peck out that man's eyes, and let my black clothes turn into darkness and swallow up the Holy City."

"That, that...grandpa..."

Gudazi considered the address and wanted to speak out, but Ma Xiu next to him quickly stopped him.

"Master, wouldn't it be rude to call me grandpa like this..."

"No, it's fine."

Wang Hassan said in a calm tone: "You can call me whatever you like. I have no name and I don't care about that."

Seeing that the time was almost up, Shirou spoke up at the right time.

"Then it's almost time for us to head to the Holy City."

Wang Hassan nodded when he heard the words: "Yes, I will turn into a shadow and go with you."

After everyone walked out of the temple, the Hassan brothers had already rushed over after discovering the birth of the first generation Hassan.

Seeing Hassan Cursed Wrist, Wang Hassan's blue eyes suddenly glowed red.

Picture: "Red Eye", Location: "Images/1679144284-100352746-110080504.jpg"

This is definitely a look with murderous intent.

"Curse Wrist, you really haven't made any progress at all. Just perform your duties with this group of people. After that, I will behead you."

Hassan the Cursed Wrist was not frightened by this, but said respectfully to the king: "...I am very grateful. I swear in the name of the 'Old Man of the Mountain' that I will definitely complete my mission."

The red light in Wang Hassan's eyes gradually faded away, and then he looked at Bedivere.

"Let's go, get to the Holy Land before the Lion King's holy spear shows its true face, and return that sacred thing to its owner."

"..."

Bedivere looked at King Hassan silently, and then nodded politely.

When everyone got on Shirou's Huizhou "Vimana", Mashu suddenly pointed to the sky in one direction and made a sound of surprise.

"Senior, look over there!"

Everyone looked up in the direction that Ma Xiu pointed.

The huge shadow covering the sun, the golden and dazzling temple belonging to the 'Sun King' Ozymandias, is suspended in the sky at this moment.

Chapter 19 Gathering in the Holy City

In the magnificent temple filled with light and splendor, Ozymandias, sitting high on the throne, looked at Shirou and others who had once again entered the temple.

"What Yu protects is the law of the gods. But... well, your ability to defeat King Hassan has fully explained everything to me. Your possibilities are beyond Yu's expectations."

Ozymandias's voice echoed through the temple.

When he first appeared in the world, Ozymandias was hostile to the mountain people.

And King Hassan was actually able to get past those mythical beasts and easily sneak into Ozymandias' temple.

Although Ozymandias also fought with all his strength, King Hassan directly dived into the darkness again, leaving Ozymandias with no way to start.

Then, King Hassan slashed Ozymandias in the neck with a sword that he was completely unable to react to.

The assassination technique of the divine realm.

If it weren't for Ozymandias's bonus in fighting in the temple and his immortality, this head would have fallen off long ago.

After that, Ozymandias could not move freely until the wound on his neck healed.

When Shirou and his party arrived at the temple, it was just as Ozymandias's wounds were healing.

"Since you can ask Wang Hassan to assist you, there is no need for me to be stingy."

With that said, Ozymandias threw the Holy Grail over.

Gudazi quickly reached out his hand to catch it.

"Finally got it!"

Gudazi looked at Shirou quite excitedly.

"This is all thanks to Orihara-senpai!"

Shirou smiled and didn't say much on this matter, saving some face for the secretly sneaking King Hassan.

"The Holy Grail alone is not enough."

"Yes."

Ozymandias nodded after hearing Shirou's words.

"Only the Holy Grail cannot repair this singularity. The chaos of this era cannot be eliminated unless the Lion King's holy spear is stopped."

With that said, Ozymandias declared proudly.

"I am the Sun King, and I am the God King! Now, I will lend my power to you brave men for the time being, and let us fight together!"

Following Ozymandias's words, the temple hanging in the sky sped up and headed towards the Holy City.

……

Mordred stood outside the door of the Round Table Hall, took off his helmet, revealing the exquisite face that was no different from the king, and stared at the closed door.

"'Guerrilla Knight' Mordred, requests an audience with the king!"

There was no one around, except Ageguiwen who was guarding here dutifully.

The knight with the nickname "Iron Sword" still had that serious expression on his face.

"What's the matter, Sir Mordred? The king is very busy. If it's not important, please leave."

"I must be talking about something important!"

Mordred glared at Agguiwen with some displeasure, with a vicious expression like a little lion, which made Agguiwen's mouth twitch.

"You just came back from defeat. You really have the dignity to come here. You should report it to the king properly, 'rebellious knight'."

Leaving behind these words full of sarcasm, Mordred took advantage of the opportunity when the king just opened the door. Mordred did not dare to violently hurt anyone, and Agguiwen left quickly.

"Tch, the yelling was really powerful, and he ended up running faster than anyone else!"

Mordred clicked his tongue in displeasure.

As he walked into the hall, the hostility on Mordred's body gradually disappeared, turning into an expression full of anxiety and uneasiness, like a naughty child going home to meet his parents.

"Sir Mordred, what do you have to report?"

The Lion King on the throne spoke softly, his tone as calm as the calm lake water under the moon, which made people feel calmer after hearing it.

"I met those people from Chaldea at the East Village."

Mordred maintains reports of knightly rites.

"The one named Orihara is here too?"

The Lion King asked as if he suddenly remembered this matter.

"Uh... um, um... that guy is here too..."

Mordred couldn't help but blush, feeling a little embarrassed about his humiliating experience.

However, the Lion King's eyes were slightly cold.

"Tell me everything you know."

After hearing such an order, Mordred could only endure the feeling of humiliation and tell everything that had happened to him this time.