In This Future World Full of Heroic Spirits

Although it was not worth mentioning in front of Rosen, Aisha was also the assassination elite of Assassinli. She talked a lot with those old people and children in the local dialect before she was released into the mountain.

There is very little vegetation on the bare mountain, and occasionally you can see people poking their heads out of the caves. They are all outposts, and the weapons they are equipped with are simple and violent. People are beaten into minced meat.

In addition, Rosen sensed at least three layers of magical barriers. It is no exaggeration to say that this is a mountain fortress, and anyone who attacks it will have to break a few teeth.

If it wasn't for his name being told to the Assassin elite by the mountain man, and the token of Quiet Hassan, how could it be so easy to come to such a secret lair of Assassin.

"Your Excellency Rosen, the base camp is just ahead." Aisha was almost exhausted, and insisted on her will.

Looking in the direction of her finger, there is nothing on the top of the mountain, except for a stone sculpture. The three-meter-high sculpture has been weathered, but it can still be seen that there is no face. She bowed her body and inserted the dagger into the ground with her remaining right hand. .

Maybe it was bending down to cultivate, maybe it was wrestling with the earth. It was extremely crude in front of Rosen, who was used to seeing Roman artworks, but he walked straight after seeing it.

"How much do you Assassins like subspace?"

"Well, the subspace can guarantee the absolute safety of the base camp. You adults should think so." The girl walked to the statue, drew out a knife and swiped it across her palm, letting the scarlet melt into the ground along the statue's dagger.

Seeing that her expression didn't change, Rosen complained in his heart when Assassin's bad habit would change. Opening a door made it look like a cult ceremony.After the blood soaked the ground, it trembled slightly, and when a wave of energy spread, there would be no sculptures.

There was a small black gate on the mountain, and the two-palm-wide path stretched from the black gate to the front of the two of them. It was really narrow, just like crossing a single-plank bridge, and there were energy waves sweeping back and forth, making crossing the bridge ten times more difficult.

"Your Excellency, please follow me closely. If you fall outside the black bridge, you will be lost in the void." Aisha was a little nervous, and now she lacks physical strength.

"Yeah." Although it's okay to fall in, Rosen didn't pretend to be aggressive, and did gymnastics with little Assassin.

Yes, it's similar to what Baimao Hassan did at the Tohsaka's house back then, no matter how strong you are, if you can't reach the agility, you will still be recruited.Rosen shuttled like a stroll in the garden, which was equivalent to teleportation. Whenever the energy wave hit, people would always disappear in place, and when they appeared, they were already behind Aisha.

After stepping through the gate, there was darkness in front of my eyes, and then I saw a large area of ​​light. On the yellow land stood a large area of ​​ancient buildings, all of which were very low, let alone gorgeous. Compared with the palaces that Rosen had seen, they could only be considered small. village.

A road leads directly to the inside of the 'village', with some open spaces surrounded by fruit trees on both sides. You can see hundreds of fighters doing infiltration or hunting training.

"Master Aisha, welcome back, this is..." A patrol team walked quickly, and the leader Assassin glanced at Rosen, staring at the girl waiting for an explanation.

"This is the ally of Lord Weng of the Mountain - King Rosen of Chaldea. Don't be rude."

It turned out to be him...

The faces of the visitors were a little surprised. Of course they had heard of Rosen's name, but it was just a bad name.

Back then, all the members of the Europa branch were wiped out except Serenity Hassan, and most of them died at the hands of this person.Those who can be Assassins are not brain-dead, how can an idiot jump out to seek death, whether it is shock or hatred, they all bow their heads and salute:

"Lord Rosen, welcome to the mountains."

Rosen squeezed in front of him, without being polite at all, and asked directly: "Is there any heroic spirit in Assassin?"

"Master the Weng of the Mountain and Master Tranquil Hassan have all gone down the mountain, and currently only the fanatic is in the mountain."

"A fanatic? Oh, the last Hassan fanatic..."

Rosen thought for a long time before he remembered this rare heroic spirit, who claimed to gather the power of eighteen generations of Hassan in one body, but it was a model of broad and incomprehensible, only equivalent to [-] to [-]% of the original product's power.

However, it is very suitable for training subordinates.

"Lead the way." Rosen let the patrol go ahead, and he caught a glimpse of Aisha with a tired face out of the corner of his eye, "You've worked hard all the way, go and rest."

"Yes, you can come to me if you have any questions." The girl bowed and hurried away.

Now Rosen doesn't need to do anything to make the 'little animal' shit. This is also the price of being a strong person. If you don't suppress your strength, no one will dare to approach.

He didn't need to be depressed, the breath he released made the Assassins hide far away, and the patrol team with cold sweat on their backs finally came to the center of the village. .

"Your Excellency, the fanatic is waiting for you inside."

Rosen nodded and stepped in. The Assassin leader lived in extreme poverty, not even commensurate with his status. He walked past a small courtyard full of equipment, and in a room lit only by candles, there was a girl sitting on her knees. on the ground.

The girl was thin and petite, with black braids, and her face was neither sad nor happy, shining with the light of faith.

Another Joan of Arc.

Rosen came to a conclusion at a glance. After nodding, he sat on the cushion opposite him, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and said lightly:

"As an ally of the Old Man of the Mountain, I will intervene in the riots in Uruk, and now I need Assassin's cooperation."

"Don't you need to discuss the battle plan?" Kuang Xinzi was stunned for a moment, she had never seen such a strong ally.

"No need." Rosen sneered and stubbed out the cigarette.

"Since I'm here, everything is settled!"

PS: Playing Chinese-style parents today, I overplayed it...

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"Really? My friend has arrived in Uruk, so everything will be fine. You must obey his orders. On the way to save the world, His Excellency Rosen is the real expert."

In the Qingyou River Valley, a "warrior" with blue flames broke through the air and communicated with the rear with some kind of Assassin's secret method.

"I will behead the man who assassinated His Excellency Saladin, and you must not be anxious."

Even though hundreds of thousands of human beings have lost their lives, the voice of the old man of the mountain is still calm, as if there are very few things in the world that can make him change color.

"Yes, my lord, I will do my best."

"Stupid, you should do your best!" A red light flashed in the skull, and the big sword plunged into the ground.

Incompetent person, I only went to Egypt for half a month, and nationwide turmoil broke out in Uruk. So many believers of the true god killed each other, don't you know that nothing is left in the end of the killing?

The man on the mountain could see the futility of killing, so he returned to China to find His Excellency Saladin at the beginning of the outbreak, and the two decided to end the farce together.