In This Future World Full of Heroic Spirits

It's really hard to be the Virgin these days, if you don't pay attention, you will fall into the trap. Rosen propped his head on one hand and was thinking about how to clean her up, when suddenly his pupils shrank——

"parking!"

squeak...

Mordred had already stepped on the brakes before he yelled, and the wheels locked due to the excessive speed, and because of the huge inertia, the whole body rolled over, and by the way, all three people who were not wearing seat belts were thrown out.

Boom boom boom!

Explosions sounded continuously, and the front and rear guard vehicles burst into flames. These elite soldiers turned into dry bones before they could react. As soon as the only half-heroic spirit rushed out of the fire, a black arrow pierced through his chest, killing He was nailed to the pier a hundred meters away!

"Hey, hey, have those guys' patience gone to this extent?" Rosen got up from the grape field beside the road and patted the dust off his body.

"Sure enough, it's here~~~"

"What? You two knew you would be attacked??"

Two heroic spirits walked over, the kind of 'traffic accidents' where ordinary people would not die or be seriously injured, but to them it was just a game.

"Such a good opportunity, if they don't seize it, I will be too disappointed." Rosen looked around, except for the tumbling flames, there was no attacker.

Everyone is calculating each other, and it is too boring to always control everything by yourself.

"Then you won't tell me?" Mordred put on the armor and entered the highest fighting state, her intuition was crazily calling the police.

"Because your acting skills are too bad, if you are nervous, how can you draw others out?"

"You!" The brat almost exploded with anger, but he couldn't say anything to fight back.

Because just ahead, the flames were torn apart and turned into nothingness. A pitch-black figure slowly stepped into the fire field. He was holding an epee and a large shield. He didn't look like a sneaky assassin in any way.

On top of the heavy armor was a skeleton head, with dark flames burning in its eye sockets. The visitor didn't even bother to attack, and walked slowly like a soldier.

Every step was slow and firm, as if the god of death was approaching, causing the breathing of the three of them to stagnate at the same time.

"Assassin!" Rosen narrowed his eyes, a few drops of sweat were dripping from his forehead, and he was no longer as relaxed as before.

"Huh? This person is Assassin??" Mordred was stunned, trying to recall the impression of Assassin in his mind——

"What a joke! Those bastards are obviously shameless and insidious, how could they be like they are now..."

impossible!This guy looks fiercer than his father!The fierce momentum is even stronger than all the kings I have ever seen!

"Unfortunately, he is indeed Assassin." Rosen took a deep breath and said with a wry smile, "This is the king who has mastered the essence of assassination and ranks above nineteen Hassans!"

boom!

Just when Rosen revealed the answer, the large shield slammed heavily on the ground, and with the fire rising, a deep voice came.

"Are you the Rosen who killed my subordinates!?"

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With a pitch-black heavy armored sword and two beams of dark fire lit in the eye sockets of the skull, the man of the mountain looks fierce, like a walker in the abyss, and those who have seen his real body have died.

The magic power beyond the 'emptiness' came oncoming, neither Mordred nor Tamamomae had any witty words to say at this time, they just took a step forward and covered the man's body.

The aura emitted by the man on the mountain is no longer murderous aura, but something like 'death aura'. Under the heavy pressure like a mountain, there is a 'cracking' sound, and thin smoke rises.

"Your Excellency, the man of the mountain, you shouldn't come to the door in person for the affairs of Rome. I thought you were not such a defensive person."

No amount of pressure could make Rosen give in. The man held a sword in one hand and a cigarette in the other, looking casual and natural.

Even kneeling down and begging for mercy is useless, so it is better to face the enemy directly.

"The defeat of Baimao and the others came from stupidity, and I will not avenge them."

"Then why did you come to me? Do you just like being used as a gunman so much?" Rosen raised his eyebrows. Wang Ha didn't come to France from the Middle East for vacation.

"Because of our reputation, since we, Assassin, have accepted the commission, we will definitely give the result." The old man of the mountain picked up his shield and stepped forward step by step like a heavily armored knight.

"That's just right, I also have some things to settle with Assassin! Since you are here, it will save me from going to the Middle East."

Rosen narrowed his eyes. He hadn't forgotten the disadvantages that the brat had suffered back then. Since it was a mutual nozzle cannon, he must not be at a disadvantage. He just took advantage of the time to release the treasure and superimpose the defensive ritual on his body.

Steel Tempering, Magdalene's Shroud, and the all-important Dodge Dress!

The old man on the mountain was stunned, as if he hadn't expected Rosen's arrogance, but after a while, he stepped on his right foot——

"In that case, hand over your head!!"

"Mordred, do it!"

After the words fell, the knight holding the big sword swooped up, and the scarlet sword aura several feet long outlined a deep ravine on the ground.

clang!

Pushing the heavy shield forward, the magic power was immediately bounced to the side, but the mountain man remained motionless.

'Is this guy... a heavily armored warrior? ? '

Mordred really didn't understand how the name Assassin came to be. He lowered his body while rushing forward, and a few spells passed by his back.

It's similar to magic, but it's different when you look closely. Tamazamae omitted the "chanting" link, and splashed the spells as if they didn't want money.

Multiple spells were suppressed, and the wind, ice spear, and flames bombarded upwards in turn, causing dust to fly up the place where the mountain man was standing, and as soon as the spell was broken, Mordred was in front of him again.