Chapter 327 Hassan the Cursed Wrist

"Master, do you mean to summon Hassan, the original source of assassins, who are known as the Old Men of the Mountain, without using any holy relics?"

Although he had already guessed what Luo Hao was thinking, because he was too cautious about this matter, Lu Yinghua had to risk being beaten again and ask again.

"Oh, Ying'er, is there anything wrong? You should know that those assassins in the Middle East have been studying this skill for thousands of years. The peak of this skill is even comparable to mine, isn't it? The best candidate for assassination?"

Luo Hao was a little disapproving. Looking at the disciple's coy appearance, he said calmly.

"Of course, this matter is very important. If you have a better proposal, Yinger, it doesn't matter."

"Then please forgive me for overstepping my bounds. According to the information submitted by Master Roland, the Noble Phantasms of the Heroic Spirits, which are powers similar to the power of the Demon King, are closely related to legends. The Marquis Woban of Eastern Europe was defeated in the first place. There are also reasons for underestimating Noble Phantasms among heroic spirits. Although Hasans fit the image of assassins, they are inevitably deficient in Noble Phantasms. If a demon king targets your power and summons specific heroic spirits to surround you with Noble Phantasms, then So what?”

Hearing this targeted question, even Luo Hao, who considered herself the best in the world, pondered for a while, and then she quickly gave the answer.

"I don't know, I never thought about that."

Lu Yinghua was speechless. This was indeed a Luo Hao-style answer. She would never worry about such meaningless things. According to her master, what should happen will eventually happen. She just Just be prepared to deal with it.

Luo Hao's preparation comes from her confidence and skills.

In martial arts terms, Luo Hao's purity is very high.

The side of her that is rigid, cruel, inflexible, and hates modern technology is also her pure enthusiasm for the way of martial arts.

Four thousand years of Chinese martial arts are all gathered in the hands of one person. This is not a flattering compliment, but a bloody fact.

As the martial arts king of Jiangnan, Luo Hao has the highest starting point among all the god-slayers. Her purity, which is almost Taoist, makes her successful in both alchemy and martial arts practice.

Even the powers are at his fingertips. Although as one of the oldest demon kings, Luo Hao has many powers, Lu Yinghua understands that the ones that can truly be regarded as fighting types are always the first two.

And relying only on these two powers, Luo Hao faced countless rising stars.

The challenge of growing enemies and still maintaining the title of being the strongest is because of his skills.

"My disciple is stupid."

Lu Yinghua was silent. As someone who could be accepted as a disciple by Luo Hao, although he could easily get lost due to his identity, under the guidance of Luo Hao, a strict master, and with his talent, it was not difficult to come back. .

"Then, do you want to help Master prepare for the summoning of heroic spirits?"

The magicians of the Five Hell God Cult were already waiting, gathering all kinds of materials and the holy relics they could find, and just waiting for Luo Hao's order, they began to summon the heroic spirits.

However, Lu Yinghua once again had a new understanding of his master's casualness in the next sentence.

"Ah, no need to prepare, my master has already been summoned."

Lu Yinghua opened his mouth wide, and his whole body seemed to be plunged into darkness.

But thinking about it carefully, he couldn't find anything to blame. He confirmed that he wanted to summon Hassan, and there was no need to choose the holy relic. Luo Hao also had the magic circle materials for the Holy Grail War, and Lushan was the leading spiritual power in China. Where the pulse is, it is indeed not difficult to summon.

With his master's resolute and resolute character, this is absolutely normal.

Lu Yinghua, who was just about to ask about the whereabouts of the heroic spirit, suddenly saw his master move his little finger. This hint was enough.

Lu Yinghua closed his eyes. He was not resting, but tense and listening to something in the silence.

In this unpolluted, pure natural scene, although there are many sounds, there are harmonious patterns among the noise. What he wants to capture is the anomalies in this harmony.

In the blink of an eye, Lu Yinghua's aura became thinner and blended into the surrounding environment. This was a technique called the Unity of Heaven and Man from Luo Hao's teachings.

For ordinary people, opportunities are rare but rare, but at Luo Hao's request, only those who can find this feeling and regard opportunities as normal qualifications are qualified to become her disciples.

Lu Yinghua is a unique genius.

The only weakness of this state is that due to immersion, the release of the trance is delayed for a moment, and Lu Yinghua, who has not yet reached Luo Hao's level of breathing proficiency, cannot avoid this.

But equally, as an advantage, this state can also allow Lu Yinghua's spirit to fall into a deep world and capture abnormalities that he usually cannot detect.

Lu Yinghua was betting that he could capture the assassin's aura faster than when the assassin walked towards him.

This is also a different kind of test. If he can't defeat himself, facing many heroes, the assassin's role may be limited.

After all, when the biggest role of the assassin, assassinating the master, became a delusion, all that was left was sneak attacks, grabbing heads, and collecting intelligence through characteristics to control the overall situation.

But Lu Yinghua found nothing.

"That's enough, Assassin, I already know your ability. It is worthy of being inherited from the old man in the mountain. This breath masking technique has become your instinct, even as good as mine."

No less than me, for Luo Hao, this is the highest compliment she can give.

Lu Yinghua opened his eyes in confusion before he could react. When he didn't understand what Luo Hao said, the sight in front of him shocked him.

The assassin was right next to him, not even invisible, less than one meter away from him.

But just now, Lu Ying, who had entered the unity of heaven and man, felt nothing. When did the other party move over? Or was it here from the beginning?

He had no way of knowing.

The master's assessment was correct. In terms of stealth skills, he had surpassed what ordinary people could imagine.

Wearing a black cloak, he was inconspicuous even in the peaceful landscape, like a thin shadow.

At this distance, he could pinch Lu Yinghua's neck with just one stretch of his hand, which meant that the enemy this time was the God Killer. Otherwise, Lu Yinghua could have imagined that Luo Hao and Assassin were in the dark and bright. The sight of killing people everywhere.

But as Luo Hao's disciple and assistant, Lu Yinghua, who was very sinister, still instinctively felt worried.

Heroic spirits are all downgraded characters from heroes, and it is not just their strength that makes them obedient. How should an assassin with such superb skills get along with his arrogant master?

Just when Lu Yinghua was about to make peace with himself by mocking himself, Assassin bowed respectfully to Luo Hao's comments.

"Your Majesty the Chinese Magician, this is just my duty. This hidden skill can only be used for pure concealment. Once an attack is launched, it will be exposed. Excellent heroes may still be able to respond. "

"There is no need to be humble. I, Luo Hao, have the best eyesight among all. I can't see any trace of you when you don't show your figure. This is the best proof of your skills. Next, just follow my tactics, Victory is within our grasp."

After talking to Assassin, she knew that the respect in his heart was not fake. Luo Hao was very satisfied with the attitude of this heroic spirit. As long as she played steadily, she could not find a reason to lose.

"Understood, Your Excellency, I will never reveal my identity in the Holy Grail War,"

Faced with the insulting request to hide all the time, Assassin had no objection and obediently agreed.

"Then, I will also give you the treatment you deserve. If the Holy Grail can be shared, then you must have a share. I, Luo Hao, am by no means a mediocre person with unknown rewards and punishments."

"Thank you for your generosity, in response to your tolerance for accepting this body."

Assassin still responded obediently, without the slightest concern or intention of refusing to show his loyalty, and completely accepted Luo Hao's order.

From a human perspective, he is definitely not a good person.

But only, he will carry out the orders of his master completely and faithfully. In the true sense, he is completely loyal, whether he has good intentions or bad intentions, he will accept them.

No matter how despicable or noble his master is, or how incomprehensible his orders are, he will obey them silently.

This is him, among the many Hassan, he is the only one who is an outlier, a mediocre person who is extremely loyal and will not hesitate to make a deal with the devil in order to get this position.

"——In the name of Hassan, my cursed wrist, I promise that I will devote everything I have to dedicating the Holy Grail to you."

The drink and peck of fate are always so difficult to define. The one summoned by Luo Hao, who gave up powerful possibilities and chose to rely on her own judgment and compatibility, was the purest and most suitable one among Hassan. A trump card.

——

Compared with this pair of loyal master and servant, the meeting of another pair of master and servant can only be described as a dramatic coincidence.

I don't want to be rude, but it's just a tragedy.

Caught in a situation where the power was rampant, Madam Aisha accidentally touched the summoning circle of the Holy Grail War. As soon as she was forced to activate the power, she resonated with the spatial nature of the surrounding magic circle. The link of the Holy Grail War passed through the door smoothly, and the summoned The speed has greatly accelerated, and there is a vague trend of people gathering together. If it were an ordinary god-slayer, he would have achieved his goal by now.

But - mastering the corridor called the Fairy Realm that flows from the past to various parallel worlds.

This powerful Lady Elsa is completely different.

What should have been summoned normally was not the God of Disobedience, but through the surrounding distorted space-time environment as a medium, he began to subconsciously search for abnormal things summoned from other worlds. ‘

"Phew...something has to be done!"

Mrs. Elsa took a deep breath and sank her consciousness to the depths of her soul. Activate your most essential power.

Consciousness began to leave the body, left the world, and came into darkness.

Although this power is out of control, Mrs. Aisha still wants to bring it back on track as much as possible. Although she still doesn't understand what happened, she has learned from the past experience about what kind of disaster this incident will cause. Lady Elsa already knew that.

Holding it tightly in her hands, she began to fully activate the effect of the power of the Lucky One's Grace. Madam Aisha began to have a traction in the boundless darkness, which prevented her from getting lost in the vast three thousand worlds. Luck brought back a heroic spirit.

If she didn't want the train to derail, she had to use herself as fuel.

This pull began to pull Lady Elsa's summoning ritual in a specific direction.

——This unprecedented move obviously comes at a cost.

Lady Elsa began to burn greatly, traveling around the world.

Some heroic spirits have weak auras, some are full of hostility, and some have no resonance with Lady Elsa and do not respond.

After her consciousness traveled through countless worlds and picked on countless heroic spirits, Mrs. Elsa saw a very huge thing.

If every heroic spirit that passed by before was the size of a football - the existence in front of him was as big as a football field.

Moreover, Madam Aisha also sensed something that resonated with him and had a very powerful aura.

Out of caution about new things, when Mrs. Elsa wanted to leave, the things that resonated with her suddenly became attractive.

Madam Elsa's consciousness was sucked into this world without any precautions.

Then——Mrs. Elsa saw the ‘door’. .

It was the first time that the summoner was attracted to the heroic spirit he wanted to summon.

This also proved that the thing behind the door was definitely stronger than herself. Although Mrs. Aisha did not feel any 'malice' from this pull, it was just pure curiosity.

But even if she is eager for adventure, Mrs. Elsa still has a sense of proportion.

"Whoa!—must go away^"

Madam Aisha, who entered the new world, murmured to herself:

But it was not that easy to escape from this door. The attraction coming from the door sucked Mrs. Elsa upwards, and then she got stuck awkwardly.

Lady Elsa's luck once again came into play.

The ritual path for summoning the Holy Grail is limited, and Mrs. Aisha who comes here through it is not qualified to go to the top. If she wants to be forcibly absorbed, she will only be destroyed.

The will in the door saw through this and began to scan the ritual, quickly getting the key information.

——Heroic Spirit.

It is a hero after death, whose legends and epics are recited by the world, gathering faith and turning into another life form - a 'heroic spirit'.

Of course, it is the heroes who died who gathered their faith and became ‘heroic spirits’. But even if they don't actually exist in the world and only exist in myths and legends, they will become heroic spirits as long as they gather faith.

Beings who become Heroic Spirits are freed from the shackles of time and move to the Seat of Heroic Spirits outside the world.

The object of all of Madam Aisha's summons is the existence on the 'Seat of Heroic Spirits', which is not allowed.

Then, just use what is permissible, because Mrs. Aisha's aura is too strange, too strange, too interesting, and her strong curiosity made Men send out his apostle without hesitation.

Finally, in the gathering light, Madam Aisha's will returned to her body.

The cave opened by power also dimmed with the light gathered by the magic circle.

The little girl with blond hair and blue eyes, who was as adorable as a delicate doll, fell in front of Mrs. Aisha and greeted her gently.

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