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Chapter 233: Kirei, run! Archer is going to go all out!

"Assassin, you're not going to run?"

In the church, Ke Ling asked.

"Run? Why are you running? Isn't this our territory?"

The Hassan who was speaking was an old woman with an old accent. This "hundred faces" of Hassan had split into five or six clones, including tall, short, fat, thin, male, female, young and old.

The Hassans all wore skull masks on their faces, which looked quite strange. Some of the Hassans' body shapes did not look like assassins at all.

"Your territory? Do you want to listen to what you are saying?"

These words really made Ke Ling a little unable to hold back. Looking at Assassin standing under the cross, Ke Ling just found it very funny.

You say that it is appropriate for you to stand here and say these things under the name of Hassan Sabah. Is it really appropriate?

In fact, Ke Ling had wanted to complain a long time ago. Shouldn't it be disgusting for both sides that the Templar Church summoned a class like Assassin?
Logically speaking, the Hassans and the Masters from the Holy Church should have a very bad compatibility, after all, they even have different basic beliefs.

And if we must say something, Hassan's "Assassins" are an extreme faction that uses assassination as its main means of action.

Although Hassan was the leader of the assassination cult, he could actually be considered a king. Hassan himself lived in the "Eagle Castle" Alamut, ruled over numerous fortress castles, and established a "Mannai Kingdom" that combined politics and religion. He was the de facto leader.

With such an identity and such an extreme branch, it is really a bit unbearable that Hassan Sabbah can cooperate with the people of the Holy Church and even act as a watchdog for them here. You, a man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, also recognize a thief as your father?
Although most of Hassan Sabbah's assassination activities were actually aimed at the Seljuk Empire and those who opposed him, during the Crusades, they were united against external enemies. We cannot think that they are special just because they have been fighting among themselves.

"Since we are fighting for the Holy Grail, we must put aside all distractions. The past is gone, and we are fighting for ourselves now."

Hassan Baimao was not moved at all by Ke Ling's doubts and insults. He had dedicated everything as Hassan Sabah during his lifetime, so after his death, they should fight for themselves.

"After you died, did all of you regret becoming Hassan Sabbah?"

Ke Ling sighed. The wish of this Hassan of a Hundred Faces in front of him was very simple, "to be recorded in history as a single individual", not under the name of Hassan of a Hundred Faces, but under his own name. Well, in addition to that, this Hassan of a Hundred Faces also wanted to "integrate his personalities into a single personality", that is, to cure his illness.

This is similar to Hassan the Cursed who was summoned ten years later. Hassan the Cursed also regretted losing his face and name and becoming one of the "Hassan Sabbahs". His wish was to get his face back and keep his name.

From this perspective, these Hassans and Saber who wants to prevent herself from becoming king should have something in common. If you must say, these Hassans also don't want to be "kings". They all want to be themselves, not Hassan Sabbah.

"What do you know?!"

After having his thoughts exposed by Ke Ling, Hassan Baimao looked a little broken. He threw out several daggers, aiming at Ke Ling and Matou Kirei.

"Qiang!"

A black and purple sword slashed out, blocking all the daggers. The black mist on the black knight had dissipated, and Lancelot showed up, holding in his hand the "Indestructible Lake Light".

This is an elven sword that is a pair with the Sword of Promised Victory and has the same origin. It is as tough as the Sword of Promised Victory and was given by the elves of the lake. There are elven characters engraved on the sword.

Unfortunately, the original holy sword lost its qualification as a holy sword because Lancelot had used it to kill the Knights of the Round Table. Now it has been classified as a demon sword, and its brilliance that was like shining lake water under the moonlight is no longer there, and now it looks evil.

However, the indestructible blade still exists. Moreover, when using this sword, Lancelot's ability will be further enhanced, and the whole person will become more powerful. Coupled with his outstanding martial arts, he is a bug-level existence.

Now that Matou Kariya's magic circuits have been expanded, and he has obtained the magic seals of the Matou family, his overall level has greatly improved. He is finally able to withstand Berserker's horrific consumption, allowing this Berserker to show his true strength.

Assassin, who was not good at frontal combat, felt his whole body numb when he looked at Berserker in front of him. There was no way he could fight, as Berserker could almost kill him with one strike.

"Berserker, don't do it. I'll do it."

However, Ke Ling took the initiative to stop Berserker's actions. This kill cannot be given to Berserker, as he came here specifically for Assassin. Berserker should save his strength for the next battle, which will be even more exciting soon.

"it is good."

Berserker doesn't understand human language, at least he doesn't listen to Ke Ling's orders, but it's different for Matou Kariya. Berserker listens to him, and he listens to Ke Ling, so Berserker also has to listen to Ke Ling, so he stopped his actions directly.

Facing Ke Ling who took the initiative to stand up, Hassan the Hundred Faces was not careless. After all, Ke Ling's strength had been directly demonstrated. Not to mention how he killed Caster and his sea monster, his skills when facing Archer alone were worthy of attention.

Several Hassans approached Ke Ling. It was the first time for Ke Ling to be besieged by men and women of all ages. But when it was time for him to take action, he did not hesitate at all.

"Buzz!"

Sian Westin started up, Ke Ling flashed, and he attacked first without any hesitation. The long sword in his hand was covered with flames, lightning, and wind blades, and it stabbed out like lightning.

The Assassin class focuses on "hiding". Choosing to engage in a head-on battle or charging directly into the enemy's formation is undoubtedly courting death.

Hassan the Hundred Faces' original fate was to be killed directly, but his fate now is slightly better, at least he only has to face Ke Ling himself instead of fighting against Iskandar's King's Army.

Faced with Ke Ling's proactive attack, the Hassans were quite brave. They just rushed forward while doing "gymnastics" without any fear. Assassins occasionally encounter situations where they have to fight head-on. Besides, they have no lack of courage.

The first person to confront Ke Ling head-on was a tall and thin man named Hassan. He was agile and first dodged Ke Ling's long knife by turning sideways. Then, while turning sideways, he stretched out the dagger in his hand in a weird posture and stabbed straight into Ke Ling's throat. Although his body was twisted, the attack was indeed unexpected.

However, Ke Ling's figure disappeared directly, and a black shadow jumped and appeared in front of Hassan again. He stabbed out with a long sword, but in just one move, Hassan was stabbed directly in the throat by Ke Ling's sharp blade. Hassan's eyes under the skull mask were full of shock, and he obviously didn't expect that he would be killed so quickly.

"Said!"

Seeing this scene, the other Hassans immediately stopped, obviously realizing the gap in frontal combat effectiveness between the two sides.

After all, this guy in front of me is the one who caught the Archer's Noble Phantasm's shot with his hand. Although he is not a Heroic Spirit, he should definitely not be underestimated!
In front of Ke Ling, the split body of Hassan with a hundred faces disappeared, turned into balls of energy and flew away, going to where he should go.

These split personalities of Hassan the Hundred Faces all have their own independent consciousness. Under the embodiment of the Noble Phantasm, each of them is an independent individual. Once killed, they are killed, and the power will not return to the original body. Even if the remaining personalities are unified, they will not have the strength of their heyday.

After Sayid died, the other Hassans were now obedient. They began to negotiate with Ke Ling to avoid a head-on confrontation. It must be said that the Hassans were quite good at agility, and their main skill was slippery, just like a gymnastics group. Then Ke Ling pulled up the shadow prison without any martial ethics, and circled several Hassans inside, and the shadow covered the battlefield.

This sudden change made the Hassans' faces change drastically. Of course, they were all wearing masks, so their faces could change however they wanted, and no one could see it anyway.

"Inherent barrier?!"

For some reason, when the Hassans saw this thing that looked like an inherent barrier, they felt a little uneasy. They always felt that this thing seemed to be against them, and they had a feeling that they would be crushed at any time.

"Eat my king's treasure!"

Ke Ling held the sharp blade in his hand and swung it lightly. Shadow tentacles holding various weapons emerged from the shadow wall. These were all treasures he had obtained from Jin Shanshan, and he was now using them directly.

"Boom boom boom!"

The treasure was directly projected out by the shadow tentacles and hit the location of the Hassans. The range of Ke Ling's shadow prison was not large, it was just the space inside the church.

Faced with the overwhelming number of treasures, these Hassans were restricted by the terrain and had nowhere to hide, so they could only block them with difficulty.

They quickly split out several new personalities, and those who couldn't dodge simply gave up and waited for death. It was not until this time that they truly understood the value of Ke Ling's attack when he faced Archer. This attack was not something that ordinary people could dodge, at least it would be difficult for Hassan and others to dodge it.

However, after they split, although many clones survived, their strength would only become weaker, and they would eventually die a slow death.

Ke Ling swung his sword and charged forward. The remaining Hassans fought desperately and split all their personalities. However, Ke Ling was not even broken by their attacks, nor did he transform. He easily eliminated the remaining clones.

【Ding! Experience＋1650】

Looking at the prompt that popped up in the system, Ke Ling couldn't help but be shocked. This Hassan of a Hundred Faces was indeed a little weak. There was nothing he could do. He could only say that it was a bit too much of a bully to have an assassin face off against a warrior like him who was thick-skinned and could stop and teleport. Not to mention Hassan of a Hundred Faces, it was estimated that all the Hassans in history had never fought such a battle. Wasn't this bullying an honest man? !
Hassan Sabah completely disappeared. Ke Ling thought that reinforcements should be coming soon, otherwise everyone would be killed.

"Boom boom boom!"

A series of roaring sounds interrupted Ke Ling's thoughts. Someone was bombarding his shadow prison. He didn't need to think about who it was. It was naturally the ally of Yanfeng and his son.

Ke Ling removed the shadow prison and saw a shining Heroic Servant. He was fighting with the Berserker Lancelot. Holding the "Indestructible Lake Light", Lancelot had a graceful figure and dodged and moved in the rain of Noble Phantasms with superb martial arts, constantly knocking away the Noble Phantasms.

Ke Ling could only marvel at the Berserker's martial arts. With the "Indestructible Lake Light" in hand and sufficient magic power supply, Berserker Lancelot's basic stats were superb, as if one had really seen the heroic figure of the "strongest of the Knights of the Round Table".

This "infinite martial arts training" is the complete unity of mind, skills and body. Even when his mind is not in his proper place, Lancelot can perfectly integrate his body and weapons and mobilize every bit of strength in his body.

"Mad dog! Who allowed you to look me in the eye?!"

After several attacks, it couldn't even hit the target, which directly broke Gilgamesh's defense. This is just like playing an FPS game and the opponent is cheating. No matter how hard you try, you can't hit him, so your mentality is naturally not good. Berserker, who has his own martial arts, is indeed a BUG and a cheat. It is normal for Gilgamesh's defense to be broken.

Gilgamesh couldn't stand this kind of bastard who couldn't communicate and was cheating, so he took out the "key" directly, and then summoned the famous "Sword of Separation" from the treasure house. He was going to get serious.

"Assassin lost. That guy was too strong."

Inside the church, Kotomine Kirei was still sighing. He and his father Kotomine Risei obviously had not yet realized what was going on.

"Kirei! Take your father away! Archer is getting out of control!"

The conversation between father and son was soon interrupted by Toosaka Tokiomi. Toosaka Tokiomi, who was always known for his elegance and took elegance as the standard of his behavior, now sounded a little exasperated.

Ever since he forcibly used the Command Spell to stop Gilgamesh last time, his relationship with Gilgamesh has plummeted.

This time, when the furious Gilgamesh took out his Noble Phantasm, although Tōsaka Tokiomi was frantically agitated in his heart, he endured it. If he used another Command Seal to stop Gilgamesh, their relationship would be completely broken, and he would be in great danger with only one Command Seal left.

After careful consideration, Tōsaka Tokiomi chose to let Gilgamesh do whatever he wanted this time. There was no other way. In order to obtain the Holy Grail and reach the root, he had to accept some sacrifices.

"what?!"

Kotomine Risei and Kotomine Kirei were both stunned. What the hell is this Tōsaka Tokiomi doing?!

Without saying a word, the two men immediately went out of the back door of the cathedral and ran away, intending to stay away from the center of the incident.

"Hey, hey, is this really okay? Are we qualified enough for you to use it?"

Facing Gilgamesh who took out the "stick sword", Ke Ling was not very anxious. He was still in the mood to joke with Gilgamesh.

"Humph, you two miscellaneous cultivators are certainly not qualified, but today I am merciful and will send you two on your way."

Gilgamesh had a look of arrogance on his face, as if he thought that there was nothing that could not be solved with the help of EA. If it was not enough, he would just give it another one. Nothing could survive under the help of EA.

Although he said so, Gilgamesh actually recognized the strength of Berserker and Ke Ling. These two cultivators were indeed a bit of a jerk, but as opponents, they were indeed strong, at least much stronger than Assassin and his ilk.

"You're so confident, Archer."

Ke Ling smiled and shook his head. Those who didn't know him would think that he could really destroy the world, but in fact, all those mysterious people were severely suppressed. The performance of their anti-city and anti-world treasures was just so-so, and they could not exert the power that the rules should have.

For example, the EA in front of us, if placed in a place like an inherent barrier, can exert a domineering power to destroy the world. It is a veritable anti-boundary treasure that can kill anyone with one hit.

But after arriving at the reality, the fight with Enkidu only made a big hole, and the performance was indeed worrying.

These treasures are very powerful in terms of regularity, but in terms of the ability to cause damage, the ones that can cause floods are more powerful. After all, floods can indeed destroy a city.

The Heroic Servants are just workers after all. If a guy with a personality like Gilgamesh really possesses the power to destroy the world, then even if Tōsaka Tokiomi had a hundred chances he would not be able to summon Gilgamesh. Forces from all sides would desperately try to stop him, or even kill him directly.

(End of this chapter)