My Destiny Illustrated Book of Shape Moon

Martyrs, wearing armor of silent mourning.

The body was destroyed, the flesh rotted, and the skeleton was pierced by steel nails, but engraved in this cruel scene were the legends passed down from generation to generation, and the devout faith forged by walking in the abyss of death for many years.

In front of the ancestor of Hassan Sabbah, Leo felt the breath of the "king" who judged the old man in the mountain for generations; and in the eyes of Gawain, who was also a heroic spirit, this assassin of the crown had the majesty that was not inferior to the legendary swordsman; Toosaka Rin held her breath because of the cold and murderous momentum of the heroic spirit; as for Hakuno and Nero, they took a deep breath and "smelled" some kind of supreme concept from the vigorous burning spiritual fire...

Among the people present, only Draco, who was startled by the breath of the crown, was hugging his arms and looking at the old man who killed the Mercury spider and replaced him with a slightly provocative sneer.

Facing the silent vigilance of the little red dragon, King Hassan, who was standing with his sword, had a flash of light in his eyes, and the magnetic voice sounded:

"You look much better now than you did at the beginning - I didn't expect the "Fallen Beast" to jump up and fly into the sky."

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

"You actually talked to me like this. The old man hasn't changed."

"Did you see the star that you were looking forward to at the bottom of the prison."

"In that case, I will answer you just like I did at that time, old man - of course I can see it, it is extremely dazzling in this filth."

"Really." King Hassan did not comment, the blue spirit fire in his eyes burned fiercely, and 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 gentle and hopeless."

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

Wang Hassan nodded calmly, but the long sword in his hand whistled. Leo widened his eyes and saw a stream of light shooting out, leaving a blazing deep blue line of fire on the straight forward route!

Hu——

The sky and the earth were pierced by a line of fire, and the spiritual fire illuminated the young man's suddenly shrunken pupils, making him stop running stiffly and turn his head little by little, while the silent black armor was approaching with the dark flame.

! ! !

The iron light rippled, and Shuoyue reached into it, pulling out two full moon-like blade lights, and smashed at the newcomer without reservation. Facing this blade light that was enough to cut a second-rate servant in two, the assassin of the crown didn't even dodge, but just raised his gauntlet calmly, knocking it against the black and white blade, splashing sparks like waves.

Bang!

The rusty but still sharp sword magnified in Shuoyue's eyes. He bent his legs without hesitation, held the old man's left wrist, suppressed his sword strike, and then shouted, exerting all his strength to press down, and the two swords brushed past the gauntlet in the flash of lightning, heading towards Wang Hassan's chest.

Dong~

The sword body twisted, like a shield erected to collide with the two swords, the air exploded along the way, and the dark blue spirit 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 been imprinted on Shuoyue's abdomen, kicking him out.

Good opportunity!

Leo, who was watching the battle, grasped the opportunity accurately and raised the Command Spell to order Wang Hassan to chase, but soon realized that he could not control the Grand Heroic Spirit. He changed the direction of the words at his lips: "Gawain!"

"Yes!"

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

"This sword is a replica of the sun, burning all the impure purifying sun flames--"

The strength of the top servant should not be underestimated. In just a blink of an eye, he crossed a distance of hundreds of meters. While Shuoyue was floating in the air and had no power to rely on, Gawain raised the holy sword like a blacksmith forging, and the magic burst out. The sun flames that extended for dozens of meters burned fiercely, as if to cut the world in two. He stared and shouted, and chopped it down:

"Sword of Rotating Victory!"

Boom boom boom--

The dozens of meters long flaming blade fell on the young man, accompanied by the sound of the earth shaking, and the white light obscured the vision of the masters. When his eyes were clear with tears, everyone saw a series of explosion clouds exploded in front of Gawain, and Shuoyue's figure melted under the extreme high temperature without even a hum.

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

"It's over...?"

Although the victory was unfair, Gawain didn't think he could survive after taking an A+ level treasure, even if it was the repeatedly surprising Shuoyue.

Leo had the same idea. He turned his eyes away from the battlefield and looked at the Crown Assassin who had been silent since he knocked Shuoyue away.

Although Shuoyue kept saying that the Crown Assassin was his teacher, he obviously miscalculated - how could a teacher prepare to clean up the door right away? Did this guy do something to betray his teacher and destroy his 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 assassin of the crown did not respond to Wang Sheng. He just looked at the smoke spreading in front of him calmly. After a while, he nodded reservedly.

"Now, the evening bell has revealed your name."

Wang Hassan's incoherent words made Leo's alarm soar. He opened his mouth to let Gawain be on guard, but it was too late. With the severe pain in his heart, Gawain had already half-knelt on the ground before he could show surprise in his eyes.

The two-meter-three-meter-long, one-foot-three-inch-long red magic spear pierced his chest and abdomen, dyeing the blood into a sad and bright red.

Seeing that Gawain was still struggling, Shuoyue opened his right hand holding the end of the spear and just lifted it forward.

Tear——!

The flesh was torn apart by the Demon-Breaking Spear, and even a determined man like Gawain groaned in pain. The magic aurora swept over, and Shuoyue abandoned the spear and retreated. He looked at Leo who was gritting his teeth and releasing magic, and shrugged.

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

"If you continue to be so careless." The one next to Leo raised the rusty sword, "I will let you hand over your head now."

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

The reason why he was so afraid of Wang Hassan was not because of Draco's "improper" relationship with him.

Looking back, Wang Hassan gave him the Trial of the Valley, which made his martial arts greatly improved, just to let Shuoyue fight Draco on his behalf, so that this model worker of the crown position would not have to run around, but he didn't even give him the appearance fee.

As a result, when he looked up, he saw that this unfilial disciple was flirting with the beast, and he was finally caught by him!

Treason, misfortune for the master!

There are such people who forget their loyalty for the beauty of our old man in the mountains.

Stupid, hand over your head!

——The above is Shuoyue's imagination of Wang Hassan's reaction. He is also very clear about his absurd behavior, but he is unwilling to draw a line with this teacher, so he has always adhered to the ostrich tactic, running away if he can, avoiding if he can.

Who would have thought that Leo was so brave that he actually came up with the crown summoning technique. Fortunately, Wang Hassan responded to the summons!

Isn't this embarrassing for me, Fat Tiger... No, it's embarrassing for me, the Red Dragon Knight!

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

"Raise your head."

"Ah...oh." Shuoyue only lowered his eyebrows and eyes in front of this old man. He raised his head, but he couldn't see Wang Hassan's expression. He only felt that the spiritual fire in his eyes was more vigorous.

"Originally, she was at the bottom of the prison, watching the stars in the sky, and looking forward to the dragon with confidence. If she met an excellent contractor, her decayed 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 mountain continue:

"Let her shine until the moment she burns out - like a meteor across the dark night."

"... Old man, are you not going to take action?"

"Of course, this is not the dragon of the end 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 of the mountain, be careful of me biting you!"

"Heh..."

I don't know if it was Shuoyue's illusion, he saw the spiritual fire in Wang Hassan's eyes jump slightly, as if he was laughing, and this 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 leaving like this?!"

"I came here to fight heretics. Now that the heretics are eliminated, I should return to the Throne of Heroes."

"At least fight me..." Shuoyue glanced at Leo with some sympathy, "Just right, let you see how I've improved."

If the seven crowns were absent, Leo would probably cry out.

"I have already rung the bell once, and I should have returned to the valley long ago." Wang Hassan narrowed his eyes slightly, always feeling that this unworthy disciple had a rebellious idea. In order to prevent the young man from being unethical, he simply condensed something from his hand and threw it to Shuoyue.

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

Then the remaining flames dissipated, and what appeared in front of him was the same white bone mask as the old man in the mountains of all generations.

It looks like a toy with exquisite carvings, but both Shuoyue and Wang Hassan know that it symbolizes the inheritance of the ancient assassination cult and the symbol of the old man in the mountain.

Wearing it means that Shuoyue has inherited the name of "Hassan Sabah" and has become the new old man in the mountain!

"If you want to think about it again, it's okay. The meaning of this is not easy to decide. After all..."

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

The mask with white bones and narrow eye sockets perfectly fits the upper half of the young man's face. The golden eyes suppress the evil of the white bone mask. If Shuoyue narrowed his eyes because of a smile, this mask would not have a cold feeling at all, but would be more like a handsome and resourceful fox fairy in ancient books.

But that ethereal temperament perfectly blends into the assassin's impression.

"Since it was given by the old man, there is no reason for me not to accept it." Shuoyue knocked on the bone face, making a crisp sound, "Since I can become the last knight of the round table, I can naturally take over the responsibility of the successive Hassans and continue the glory of the old man in the mountain... or the infamy?"

"No matter what, the old man is also a person who 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 this young man who was highly valued by him took over the mask, even though his body had already turned into a ghost, he inexplicably felt relieved in his heart.

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

"...Eh?"

"So, you really do everything to look cool." Draco sighed beside him, not giving him any face, "Feel it carefully, Yu's Contractor, it is clearly the breath of the Crown."

"Ha...ha?!" Shuoyue soon noticed the familiar thing contained in the mask, and a bad premonition rose instantly, "Wait, old man, I have a heart-to-heart friendship with you, you won't cheat me?!"

The last time Wang Hassan threw away his burden, Shuoyue was first attacked by Draco as an Avenger, and then his real body came down, and he fought with Draco to the death in the arena, and his body was destroyed. In the end, he relied on the Third Law and the Heaven's Cup, as well as the voluntary sacrifice of the servants, plus the Destiny Atlas, the plug-in, to narrowly shoot down Draco.

This time, the old man threw the crown here again - who knows, he might have to chop a few beasts and chop a few alien gods for drinking.

And if he doesn't handle it well, he will become the one being drunk!

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

"..." The spiritual fire on Wang Hassan's body was beating unsteadily. He really didn't understand how such a high-end thing awarded by the crown could be described by Shuoyue as forcing a good woman to become a prostitute.

This is a symbol of the pinnacle of a job, and it is the crown of the guardian recognized by pan-human history!

If Shuoyue completely becomes a crown assassin, a great increase in strength is still a small matter - the most important thing is that with the cover of the crown spiritual base, the beasts beside him will not be targeted by the inhibitory force, and there is no need to worry about a crown group coming to brush her!

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

You wasteful thing, my Assassin Cult will be defeated by you sooner or later!