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"Are you still dissatisfied? In that case..."

The Sun King's face darkened.

Before he could get angry, he only heard a soft ding sound.

A monk holding a Zen staff walked into the hall.

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Chapter 462: The Old Man in the Mountain——Hassan Sabah!!! [Subscribe]

[Ohhhh, she's here! My new wife! What's her name?]

[The Sun King called her Caster. This girl is also a Heroic Spirit, leaving a glorious legacy in history!]

[But... I don't recognize him at all just by looking at his appearance. But his attire makes him look like an oriental monk or mage!]

[Hey, hey, hey, are you kidding me? This fierce and beautiful girl's outfit looks more and more familiar to me!]

"Yeah! I feel the same way! This new Heroic Spirit seems to be... a holy monk!"

Seeing the beautiful girl Caster appear on the stage, the onlookers from all over the world couldn't help but talk about it again.

Journey to the West World.

"Master! Master! That can't be you! I didn't expect you to be so graceful in another world!"

Zhu Bajie said with a grin.

"Pigsy, stop talking nonsense. Amitabha!"

Tang Monk chanted the Buddha's name.

Green Snake World.

"The Great and Mighty Heavenly Dragon, the World Honored One Ksitigarbha, and the Prajnaparamita Buddhas are definitely not projections of this throne from other worlds!"

Fahai whispered.

Take inventory of the light curtain.

"Pharaoh, I think they might need some time to think about it!"

The beautiful monk Caster spoke.

"You really like to meddle in other people's business!"

The Sun King shook his head.

"Pharaoh, this is also my request. The refugees are injured, and there are children among them!"

Nitocris also spoke.

"Well, well then, my heart is as broad as the sun. You can enjoy the greatness of my kingdom to your heart's content!"

The Sun King was no longer aggressive.

Everyone was able to have some time to breathe.

Time flies, and it’s the next day in a blink of an eye.

"Have you decided to surrender? Fujimaru Ritsuka!"

In the Pyramid Temple, the Sun King Osmandis shouted majestically.

"To be honest, I'm still considering it. I don't know what to choose, but...even if I stay, the future that awaits me is only destruction. Nothing will change!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka said calmly.

"Why do you think so?"

The Sun King raised an eyebrow.

"I've seen this city. It's indeed a wonderful city, but will it also be swallowed by the desert in the end?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka asked.

"But that's not the time. I will fight against destruction until the very last moment. What are you going to do, Fujimaru Ritsuka?"

The Sun King asked back.

"I don't know, but I don't want to give up, so I won't submit to you!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka said firmly.

After a long silence.

"well said!"

The Sun King Osmandis affirmed Fujimaru Ritsuka's persistence, and the next second, he changed the subject.

"In that case, get out of my sight now. There is no place here for those who don't submit! When you rot in the ground, you will regret your stupidity, but..."

Having said that, the Sun King changed the subject again.

"It would be a disgrace to me to let you die in vain. Please remember my generosity. The caster over there will serve as your guard from now on!"

At this point, the negotiations broke down.

Ritsuka Fujimaru, Mashu, Bedivere and the newly joined Caster left the Sun King's city and embarked on a new journey.

No one knows where the road leads.

The child named Rust who was saved by Fujimaru brought direction to the confusing future.

From the pendant left by his mother, they discovered a hidden map.

[Oh, besides the Lion King and the Sun King, a third faction is about to open a new dungeon!]

In a world of one person, Taoist Wang raised his eyebrows.

Even with the mysterious caster joining them, their current strength is no match for the Lion King's Knights of the Round Table. The emergence of a third force might help break the impasse!

In the Linglong world, Boss Bai nodded slightly.

[Arash, the great Persian hero you first encountered in the Holy City, may be back online soon! ]

People from all over the world are speculating.

The development of events was just as people expected.

Follow the instructions on the pendant map across the desert and over the mountains.

Eventually, Fujimaru and his group arrived at a village hidden among the mountains.

at this time.

Whoosh whoosh!

Several arrows flew across the sky, forcing everyone to stop.

"This is not a place you can enter, let alone the knight over there. He is a Knight of the Round Table, right?"

The man in a black robe and a skull mask pointed at Bedivere.

"Wait, he's not a partner of the Round Table!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka said hurriedly.

"Who else but you can prove your words? Now that you have seen our village, we cannot let you leave alive!"

Cursed Wrist Hassan said coldly.

The situation suddenly became tense.

At the critical moment.

"Cursed Wrist, what they said is true. Hey, we meet again!"

The great Persian hero Arashka Mango walked out of the village.

With the great hero Arash as his guarantee, Hassan the Cursed did not continue to cause trouble.

The group temporarily stayed in Hassan's village, and the alliance with Hassan's forces went unexpectedly smoothly.

Early the next morning.

"We have made our decision, Your Highness Fujimaru. We will fight the Holy City together with you! If we continue, we will surely be destroyed by the Lion King's army. Your appearance before us now must be fate extending a helping hand to us! Please accept my request, please!"

Hassan fell to his knees begging.

"Don't be like this, we are the ones who are here to seek help!"

Ritsuka Fujimaru waved his hands repeatedly and helped Hassan up.

"Mr. Cursed Arm, do you have any strategy?"

Bedivere asked.

"Um"

Hassan turned and looked at the temple behind him.

"This Azrael Temple is the holy place of our village, and deep within this temple, our ancestor Hassan Sabbah, the Old Man of the Mountain, sleeps!"

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Chapter 463 Xuanzang Sanzang! He really is Tang Monk! [Subscribe]

[Uh-oh-oh]

[He really does exist. A hidden great figure, the Old Man in the Mountains. Just hearing this title gives me a sense of something extraordinary!]

[What kind of person is the strongest assassin sleeping in the temple? ]

[I've heard of the old man in the mountains. He's the founder of the Assassination Cult, a legendary assassin!]

People from all over the world became interested.

"The Old Man of the Mountains! The First Hassan! The Hassan of Hassans, or perhaps the King of our Hassans! If that lord takes action, no matter who his opponent is, he will be no problem!"

The fifth Holy Grail War in the Type-Moon World, Hassan of the Cursed Arm said with certainty.

"Hassan Sabbah, the Old Man of the Mountains! In our world, he's a renowned dragon slayer! He's left a lasting mark in history!"

In the Dragon World, Chu Zihang nodded seriously.

"The Sun King! The Lion King! And the strongest assassin, King Hassan! Is this the next battle between the three king-level Heroic Spirits? I'm really getting more and more excited!"

In the world of tutoring, the strongest killer baby Reborn nodded with interest.

Take inventory of the light curtain.

Just as Hassan the Cursed was about to lead the protagonist and his party into the temple to awaken King Hassan.

"Cursed Arm! The village to the west has been attacked! Serenity has been captured!"

The great hero Arash rushed all the way and brought this bad news.

Now that they have formed an alliance, Fujimaru and his group will naturally not sit idly by and immediately express their support.

After leaving Arash behind to guard the village, Curse Arm led Fujimaru and his party to the rescue.

After a day's journey, they finally arrived at the knight's castle at nightfall.

However,,,

The secret invasion was exposed just as it began.

"Why are you here?"

A ruffian-like girl's voice sounded.

Bedivere suddenly turned around and looked at the knight covered in armor not far away, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

"Sir Mordred!!!"

Bedivere exclaimed and revealed the other party's identity.

It was Mordred, one of the Knights of the Round Table.

"What a joke! You actually dared to collude with the rebels! This is the worst joke!"

Mordred said coldly.