Ren gritted his teeth, held up the magic sword against the holy spear, and did not forget to say dirty words.

"..."

Completely defeated by this vicious-tongued living treasure, the goddess had black lines all over her head.

There is no doubt that this man is a battlefield butcher. Even in the midst of a life-and-death fight, he can remain calm and talk happily.

"The madman who disrespects the gods." The goddess looked down at him. The light of the holy spear in her hand became more and more bright and blazing. His body sank and he could hardly lift his head. "There is no need to struggle, just accept this fate of death."

!”

Facing such die-hards, the only option is to kill them.

"Death? Destiny? Hahahaha..."

Half of his body was pressed into the ground by the holy spear, but Ren laughed heartily, "Sir, are you done watching the show?

Teach this woman who doesn’t know the heights of heaven and earth what death is and what destiny is!”

Dang~

As soon as he finished speaking, a melodious bell rang like morning bells and evening drums.

The sound of the bell was not loud, but it spread throughout the entire battlefield, echoed in the valleys and plateaus, and penetrated into the depths of everyone's soul like morning bells and evening drums.

silence.

The war-torn battlefield suddenly lost all its noise.

It was as if the soul had been cleansed in an instant, and everyone felt a kind of peace. It was not the silence of the voice, but the calmness of eyes and the silence of the soul.

Of course, some people feel death.

The bells echoed and white feathers were scattered, as if everything had come to an end.

At some point, a tall black shadow stood behind the goddess.

She glanced back subconsciously, and through the strange blue eyes of the black shadow, she seemed to be able to directly see the scene of hell.

The shadow of death came to mind, and the goddess suddenly felt chills all over her body. It had been an unknown amount of time since she had had such a fatal and horrifying feeling.

Almost instinctively, she screamed, turned around and stabbed the terrifying black shadow that suddenly appeared behind her!

laugh!

The broken blade rubbed against the barrel of the holy spear, shooting out countless sparks. The glowing blade was swung away in time without decapitating her head, but it still tore her shoulder armor!

The red blood was flying, and in the lightning flash, the dark shadow passed by the goddess.

"Who is your Excellency?"

The goddess ignored the wound on her shoulder, and locked the man in front of her with a pair of majestic golden eyes.

Wrapped in a shabby black robe, cheap armor, and a broken sword with a pitted blade, he looked a bit like the Assassin Order... He looked like a down-and-out third-rate swordsman who appeared out of nowhere.

In terms of just sensing breath, he is not even much better than Cursed Arms and Hundred-faced Hassan.

"Hassan Sabah."

Wang Hassan stood aside with his hands on the hilt of his sword, his voice as calm as ever.

He reported the common title for the old people in the mountains throughout the ages, or it was indeed one of his names. Later Hassan just inherited his name.

"very good."

The goddess stared at the killer with a cold face, "Grand title... Assassin, sue the angels... I didn't expect that the Assassin Order, which seems to be inferior, still has people like you."

Her words surprised Renn. It seemed that Morgan didn't tell her about the first generation of the Mountain Master...

The witch is simply a charlatan.

Otherwise, the goddess would not have been less vigilant and received a blow from the old man.

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Wang Hassan is wearing a mask, and you can't see his expression. "Good things can also lead to bad results, and no matter how precise the calculation is, they can't take into account the changes in people's hearts... The era of gods who ignore the will to dominate all people and make choices for all living beings has passed.

It’s over, are you still stubborn?”

"..."

The goddess's eyes flickered and she said coldly, "I'm not wrong. This planet will eventually be destroyed. This is a foolproof strategy. Your efforts are doomed to be in vain!"

"Okay, okay, you understand destiny better than the angel of death, the overall situation, and the future better than inhibition... You just like to get into trouble. Even after becoming a goddess, you are still as stubborn as ever." Renn couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Arturia is always like this, no matter who she is, she seems to be like this.

Save Britain, save the Ark... As long as she sets a certain goal, she won't look back until she breaks through the southern wall.

In fact, Si Dai is still as stubborn as ever, and becoming a favored one just gives her one more way to save Britain.

goddess:"……"

I always feel abandoned by him.

Seeing that she couldn't speak, he silently raised the holy spear and decided to use force to convince him. The magic sword in Ren's hand released a blue edge, shrugged and teased:

"Old man, negotiation is useless. I have tried it, but I can only ask her to hand over her head."

"..."

Wang Hassan shook his head and raised his sword.

I have lost my destiny, but I still insist on not regretting it... I have to do it after all.

On the blood-stained wasteland, the sunset became more and more blood-red. Assassin, the candidate for Caster, and Lungominiad, the main god, all three of them clenched their weapons at the same time.

The final battle is coming.
Chapter completed!