My Destiny Illustrated Book of the Moon

Chapter 644: My Assassin Cult will be defeated by you sooner or later!

Martyrs wear the armor of silent mourning.

Obviously the body has been destroyed, the flesh has rotted, and the skeleton has been pierced by steel nails, but engraved in this cruel scene are the legends passed down from generation to generation, and the devout faith forged from years of walking in the abyss of death.

In front of the ancestor of Hassan Sabbah, Leo felt the aura of the "king" who judged the old men of the mountains for generations; and in the eyes of Gawain, who was also a Heroic Spirit, this crowned assassin actually had the majesty that was not inferior to that of the legendary swordsman; Toosaka Rin held her breath because of the cold murderous aura of this Heroic Spirit; as for Hakuno and Nero, they took a deep breath and "smelled" some kind of supreme concept from the vigorously burning spiritual fire...

Among all the people present, only Draco, who was startled by the breath of the Grand Master, was folding his arms and looking at the old man who had killed the Mercury Spider and replaced him with a slightly provocative sneer.

Facing the little red dragon's silent vigilance, Wang Hassan, who was standing with his sword, had a flash of light in his eyes, and his magnetic voice rang out:

"You look much better now than you did before. I didn't expect the Fallen Beast to leap up into the sky."

Not noticing the hostility, Draco also restrained his attitude. The red scales on his dragon's tail fell down piece by piece, and there was some helplessness on his little face:

"You actually spoke to me like that. You haven't changed, old man."

"Do you see it? That star you are looking forward to, still gazing at from the bottom of hell."

"In that case, I will answer you just as I did then, old man. Of course I can see it. It is extremely dazzling in this filth."

"Really?" Wang Hassan did not comment. The blue spiritual fire in his eyes was burning brightly. He kept staring at the little red dragon until she blushed, turned her head away like a pretty girl, and whispered softly.

"Okay, okay, I admit that I have inevitably fallen into the sweet poison... He actually kept me by his side without even a chain. That guy is really hopelessly gentle."

"On this point, I can only agree with displeasure."

Wang Hassan nodded calmly, but the sword in his hand whistled. Leo widened his eyes and saw a stream of light shooting out, leaving a burning dark blue line of fire on the straight path!

call--

The sky and earth were pierced by a line of blazing fire, and the spiritual fire illuminated the young man's suddenly shrinking pupils, causing him to stop running stiffly and turn his head slowly, while the silent black armor was already approaching with the dark flames.

!!!

The iron light rippled, and Shuoyue reached his hand into it, pulling out two full-moon-like blade lights, and smashed towards the oncoming person without reservation. Faced with the blade light that was enough to cut a second-rate servant in half, the crown assassin didn't even try to dodge, but just raised his gauntlet calmly, and it collided with the black and white blade, splashing sparks like waves.

boom!
The rusty but still sharp sword magnified in Shuoyue's eyes. He bent his legs without hesitation, held the old man's left wrist, and suppressed his sword strike. Then he shouted loudly, exerted all his strength and pressed down. The two swords brushed past the gauntlet in a flash and went towards Wang Hassan's chest.

thump~
The sword twisted and stood up like a shield to collide with the two swords. The air exploded along the way, and dark blue spiritual fire splashed, covering Shuoyue's golden eyes.

The next moment, Wang Hassan bent his knees and raised his legs, kicking with lightning speed. When the explosion sounded, the ferocious foot guard had already imprinted on Shuoyue's abdomen, kicking him away.

good chance!
Leo, who was watching the battle, grasped the opportunity accurately and raised the Command Seal to order King Hassan to pursue, but he soon realized that the Grand Heroic Spirit was not something he could control, so he changed the subject and said, "Gawain!"

"Yes!"

Gawain grasped the holy sword Carventine, exerted force with his legs, and turned into a fire meteor, leaving crisscrossing burning tracks in the cold blue flames.

"This sword is a replica of the sun, a purifying sun flame that burns away all impurities—"

The strength of a top-level Servant should not be underestimated. In just a blink of an eye, he crossed a distance of hundreds of meters. Taking advantage of the moment when the new moon was floating in the air and could not gain any support, Gawain raised the holy sword like a blacksmith forging something. Magical power burst out, and the sun flames that extended for dozens of meters blazed fiercely, as if to cut the world in two. He glared and shouted, and chopped it down brazenly:
"The Sword of Rotating Victory!"

Boom boom boom——

Dozens of meters long flaming blades fell on the young man, accompanied by earth-shaking sounds. White light obscured the vision of the masters. When their eyes regained clarity with tears, they saw a series of explosion clouds exploded in front of Gawain, and Shuoyue's figure melted under the extreme high temperature without even a groan.

The ground was split open with a scar several meters wide and hundreds of meters long. Red magma mixed with melted impurities flowed slowly like blood. Gawain gasped and looked at the empty scene in front of him, and he couldn't help but relax.

"finished."

Although the victory was unfair, he was hit by an A+ level Noble Phantasm. Even with the repeatedly surprising New Moon, Gawain did not think he could survive.

Leo had the same idea. He turned his gaze away from the battlefield and looked at the Grand Assassin who had been silent since he knocked Sakutsuki away.

Although Shuoyue claimed that the Grand Assassin was his teacher, he obviously miscalculated - how could a teacher prepare to clean up the family right from the start? Did this guy do something to betray his teacher and ancestors?

Most likely, he was afraid that he would summon the only crown that could pose a threat, so he interfered.

"Hello, thank you for your help..."

"Don't worry about me. I'm just a messenger of death."

The crown assassin did not respond to Wang Sheng. He just looked calmly at the smoke spreading in front of him. After a while, he nodded reservedly.

"Now the evening bells have revealed your name."

Wang Hassan's incoherent words made Leo's alert soar. He opened his mouth to alert Gawain, but it was too late. With a sharp pain in his heart, Gawain half-knelt on the ground before he could even show surprise in his eyes.

The scarlet magic spear, which was two meters and three meters long and had a blade one foot and three inches long, pierced through his chest and abdomen, dyeing the blood a sad and bright red.

Seeing that Gao Wen was still struggling, Shuoyue opened his right hand that was holding the gun butt and pushed it forward.

Tear--!
His flesh and blood were torn apart inch by inch by the Demon-Breaking Spear. Even someone as determined as Gawain let out a muffled groan of pain. The magical aurora rushed over. Shuoyue dropped his spear and floated away. He looked at Leo who was gritting his teeth and releasing magic, and shrugged.

"As I said, my assassination skills were learned from the one next to you."

"If you continue to be so careless," the man next to Leo raised his rusty sword, "I will make you hand over your head right now."

"Let's see who dares!" The contractor was threatened by the crown position, so the little red dragon naturally disagreed. He immediately transformed into a tall beauty in the bright light, with loose golden hair, holding the Fire of the End in his hand, and holding Shuoyue behind him with one hand, which made Shuoyue smile bitterly.

The reason why he was so afraid of King Hassan was because of Draco's 'inappropriate' relationship with him. Thinking back to the beginning, King Hassan gave him the Trial of the Valley, which made his martial arts skills improve greatly, just to let Shuoyue fight Draco on his behalf, so that this hardworking crown model would not have to run around everywhere, but he didn't even give him an appearance fee.

When he looked up, he saw that this unfilial disciple was actually flirting with the beast and finally he was actually able to get it!
It is a great act of treason and misfortune to our school!

There are actually such old people among us in the mountains who forget their principles for the sake of beauty.

Stupid, hand over your head!
——The above is Shuoyue’s imagination of Wang Hassan’s reaction. He is well aware of his own ridiculous behavior, but he is unwilling to draw a line between himself and this teacher because of it, so he has been adhering to the ostrich tactic, escaping when he can and avoiding when he can.

Who would have thought that Leo was so brave that he actually created the Grand Summoning Ritual? Fortunately, it was King Hassan who responded to the summons!
This isn't making things difficult for Fat Tiger... No, it's making things difficult for Red Dragon Knight!

But no matter what, the Shura Field has been born. Facing himself who chose to stand with the beast, even if Wang Hassan pretended to turn a blind eye, he had to fulfill his duty as a Grand Assassin because of his restraint...

"Keep your head up."

"Ah...oh." Shuoyue lowered his head only in front of this old man. He raised his head, but could not see Wang Hassan's expression. He only felt that the spiritual fire in his eyes was a little stronger.

"Originally, she was a dragon at the bottom of the prison, gazing at the stars in the sky, and hoping with confidence that if she met an excellent contractor, her rotten wings would be revived again..."

Shuoyue was stunned for a moment before he realized who Wang Hassan was talking about. He pursed his dry lips and heard the ancestor of the old man in the mountains continue:

"Let her keep shining until the moment she burns out - like a shooting star across the dark night."

"...Old man, aren't you going to take action?"

"Of course, this is not the dragon of doom that incarnates disaster. At best, it is just a lovable little beast."

"Even if you are Shuoyue's mentor, you can't say that, Old Man Shan. Watch out, I'll bite you!"

"Ah……"

He didn't know if it was Shuoyue's illusion, but he saw the spiritual fire in Wang Hassan's eyes leapt slightly, as if he was chuckling, but the smile soon disappeared, and as the golden light lit up, the body of the Crown Assassin began to dissipate.

"Wait... old man, you're just going to leave like this?!"

"I originally came here to fight against heretics. Now that the heretics have been eliminated, I will return to the Throne of Heroes."

"At least fight me..." Shuoyue glanced at Leo with some sympathy, "It's just right, so you can see how much I have improved."

If all seven champions skipped work, Leo would probably cry out loud.

"I have already rung the bell once. It is time for me to return to the valley." Wang Hassan narrowed his eyes. He always felt that this unworthy disciple had some rebellious thoughts. In order to prevent the young man from having unethical behavior, he simply condensed something in his hand and threw it towards the new moon.

"Eh?" Shuoyue took it and was startled by the blue spiritual fire spreading to his wrist, and quickly shook his hand away.

Then the remaining flames dissipated, and what appeared before him was a white bone mask that was exactly the same as the one used by the old man in the mountains for generations.

It looks like just an exquisitely carved toy, but both Shuoyue and Wang Hassan know that it symbolizes the inheritance of the ancient assassination cult and is a symbol of the old men in the mountains from generation to generation.

Wearing it means that Shuoyue has inherited the name of "Hassan Sabbah" and become the new Old Man of the Mountain!

"It's okay to think about it again. The meaning of this is by no means easy to decide. After all..."

Before Wang Hassan could finish his words, he saw Shuoyue tossing the mask and then putting it on his face with the backhand.

The mask with white bones and narrow eye sockets fits the upper half of the young man's face perfectly. The bright golden eyes suppress the evil of the bone mask. If Shuoyue narrowed his eyes because of a smile, the mask would no longer have a cold feeling. Instead, it would look more like a handsome and resourceful fox fairy in ancient books.

But that ethereal temperament blends perfectly into the impression of the assassin.

"Since it was given by the old man, there is no reason for me to refuse it." Shuoyue knocked on the bone surface, making a crisp sound. "Since I can become the last Knight of the Round Table, I can naturally take over the responsibility of the Hassans of all generations and continue the glory of the old man in the mountain... or should I say the infamy?"

"No matter what, the old man is someone who has helped me a lot."

"Heh... stupid." Perhaps even Wang Hassan himself did not notice that his tone at this moment was like an old man looking at a naughty child, helpless and expectant.

Even though it was unexpected, when the young man whom he valued so much took the mask, even though his body had already turned into a ghost, he felt an inexplicable sense of relief in his heart.

"However, this mask of mine does not only represent the name of Hassan Sabbah."

"……Eh?"

"So, you really are desperate to show off." Draco also sighed beside him, not giving him any face at all, "Feel it carefully, my contractor, that is clearly the breath of the crown."

"Ha...ha?!" Shuoyue soon noticed the familiar thing hidden in the mask, and a bad premonition rose instantly, "Wait, old man, we are close friends, you won't cheat me, right?!"

The last time King Hassan threw away his burden, Shuoyue was first ambushed by Draco in the role of Avenger, and then his real body descended and fought with Draco to the death in the arena. His body was destroyed. In the end, he relied on the Third Law and the Grail of Heaven, the voluntary sacrifice of the servants, and the plug-in of Destiny Atlas, to narrowly shoot down Draco.

This time, the old man threw the crown over to me again - maybe he will go and chop up a few beasts and alien gods to eat with his wine.

And if you don't handle it well, you will become the one being drunk!

"Please spare me, old man. I can't handle this level of business at all!" Shuoyue cried and started to play the victim. "I just got a girlfriend. I'm still young and have room to grow. I don't want to live on the edge of a knife anymore!"

"..." The spiritual fire on Wang Hassan's body jumped unsteadily. He really didn't understand how such a noble thing as the crown award could be described by Shuoyue as forcing women of good families into prostitution.

This symbolizes the pinnacle of a job and is the guardian's crown recognized by pan-human history!
If Shuoyue completely becomes a crown-level assassin, a huge increase in strength is a small matter - the most important thing is that with the cover of the crown-level spiritual base, the beasts beside him will not be targeted by the inhibitory force, and there is no need to worry about a crown-level group coming to kill her!

No one really thought that this thing was used as a firecracker and set off all at once, just like last time?!

You prodigal son, my Assassin Order will be defeated by you sooner or later!
(End of this chapter)