The shadow of the long sword cannot be seen at all.

Assassin Hassan looked at the scene in front of him strangely, slightly in a trance. He only felt an itch on his neck, and then he flew up.

Yes, it flew.

The blood was mixed with a strange pleasure, and it completely swept through the heroic spirit's body in just a moment. The moonlight sang softly around Assassin, singing a song that made him fly into the sky.

So beautiful...

Although wearing a white skull mask, Assassin Hassan still showed a strange look on his face. He had never seen such a sight.

He is flying in the sky, but his body is standing on the ground.

The head flew up.

So fast...

It wasn't until his head was flying high in the sky that Assassin Hassan realized his situation.

His head was directly separated from his body. He could even see his headless body trembling gently in the moonlight, followed by blood spurting out.

Like a bloody fountain, it flew into the air in just a blink of an eye.

Are you...going to die?

Assassin Hassan subconsciously wanted to take off the mask on his face and see clearly the situation in front of him. But he suddenly realized that his hand was gone.

Not only his hands, but also the body that had always been with him, he could no longer feel it. There was only a strange pleasure that surged into his brain for a moment, and then with the flow of blood, it surged up like a sea tide, and then slid down.

.

Snap...

His head hit the cold steps hard, and the blood spread like blooming flowers from under his body to the distance. The blood on the steps dripped down, landing on the pale steps illuminated by the moonlight.

.

What a fast sword... what a powerful swordsman...

With the last thought in his mind, Assassin Hassan subconsciously widened his eyes. He looked at his last night reluctantly, and then closed his eyes forever.

With just one sword strike, he killed a servant.

Such fighting power is really frightening.

Sasaki Kojiro, as if nothing had happened, slowly put away his long sword. He stood alone under the moonlight, letting the moonlight cover his body. His long sword was still dripping with blood, and the corners of his mouth

Still smiling.

"please."

Sasaki Kojiro smiled and said to the Lancer Cu Chulainn in front of him.

Is it my turn next?

Lancer Cu Chulainn twirled the scarlet spear in his hand, the tip of the spear shining coldly in the moonlight, as if waiting for the master's voice.

However, to Lancer Cu Chulainn's surprise, Sasaki Kojiro turned sideways and made way for the road to Ryudou Temple that was originally blocked by him.

"please."

Sasaki Kojiro said again.

Now Lancer Cu Chulainn was a little confused. He wanted to ask why, but the words never came out. Lancer Cuchulain, wearing a blue tights, tentatively stepped onto the first step.

Snap.

The boots fell on the steps and were already soaked with blood in just a moment. However, Lancer's footsteps still did not stop. The blood-soaked boots moved forward and stepped heavily on the steps again.

Assassin Hassan's body is at the feet of Lancer Cu Chulainn.

Haven't you taken action yet? Lancer Cu Chulainn frowned slightly and looked at Sasaki Kojiro with some surprise, speculating on the swordsman's psychology.

"please."

Still the same words, still the same smile. Sasaki Kojiro turned around, leaving behind him the deep and long steps. Under the moonlight, these steps looked like they were carved from white marble.

Lancer Cu Chulainn subconsciously turned the scarlet spear he was talking about and gently tapped it on the ground. It made a small tinkling sound and said, "I'm going over."

Sasaki Kojiro finally didn't answer. He simply closed his eyes. His whole breath seemed to disappear in an instant, completely blending with the moonlight.

Taking a deep breath, Lancer slowly and heavily stepped forward with his blood-stained feet, and bright red footprints appeared one after another on the pale road illuminated by the moonlight.

Neither of the two servants spoke. It was as if everything had been exchanged clearly with Sasaki Kojiro's three greetings.

The moonlight is so clear, reflecting the blood stains on the ground, like a temple of a god, waiting for worship by believers.

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"It's too late."

The decayed body with an old tone suddenly appeared in front of Sasaki Kojiro. At the same time as the voice of Matou Zangyan sounded, Kotomine Kirei's figure also emerged from the dark shadows.

He frowned slightly, looked at the blood stains in front of him like layers of small waterfalls, and slowly shook his head.

It's indeed too late.

Seeing Assassin's body lying in a pool of blood, anyone without a brain can imagine what happened.

"Dead."

Kotomine Kirei frowned and said. All this was different from what he and Matou Zouken had planned. It was completely beyond their expectations. The heroic spirit that originally had high hopes and expected to be able to hold off the opponent's servants was so unclear.

He didn't die in vain.

"Assassin is still assassin after all!"

Matou Zouken said with emotion, while looking at Kotomine Kirei who was standing beside him. The latter nodded slightly and walked forward directly stepping on Assassin's blood.

"This road is blocked."

Assassin Sasaki Kojiro spoke words that sounded like fate.

"Objection."

A contemptuous and sarcastic sound suddenly sounded in the night sky. Then golden light illuminated the quiet night like the sun at noon.

The light was so bright that it completely enveloped the assassin Sasaki Kojiro in just a moment. He subconsciously raised his head and looked at the source of the light. In a trance, this swordsman who only existed in legend seemed to be there again.

He returned to the scene when he used Yan Hui for the first time.

The sun is still as dazzling as it is now. Not to mention accurately judging the trajectory of swallows, it is absolutely difficult to do it even with your eyes open.

If you can't open it, why don't you close it?

The corners of his mouth curled up, and he closed his eyes gracefully like a noble prince. Assassin Sasaki Kojiro slowly closed his eyes, waiting, waiting for that moment to arrive.

The long sword was raised, about to cut down the flying swallow in the sky.

The king's eyes were stern, and he just smiled disdainfully. Because he was not a swallow in the first place. How could he be cut off? He didn't even show a troubled expression, but slowly raised his hand, like playing music.

Normally, endless treasures appeared behind Archer Gilgamesh, quietly waiting for the king's orders.

The hand covered in golden armor suddenly fell down, as if judging the life of the heroic spirit in front of him.

"Go, King's Treasure!"

Archer Gilgamesh shouted softly, and the next second, there was a heavy rain of Noble Phantasms in the sky.

"Yan Hui!"

He shouted the name of his secret skill for the last time, and the long knife made a graceful trace in the night sky, splitting the first golden spear in front of him into two pieces in an instant.

In order to completely seal Yanzi's movements, the sword technique called Yan Hui will swing three swords in one moment. Just now was the first sword.

"when!"

There was a soft sound, and a golden long sword flew up under the collision of Sasaki Kojiro's long sword, and crashed into the precious phantom that fell like a rainstorm. It turned into golden powder.

This is the second sword.

At this moment, Sasaki Kojiro's brows relaxed, and he could see a comfortable smile on his lips. There was a hint of helplessness on his handsome face.

"The steps are really too small."

He sighed and said that after an obvious pause in the air, the long sword stopped completely. The endless golden spears, like an iron cage, completely sealed the long sword that was drinking blood under the moonlight.

Phew! Phew! Phew! Phew!

The music suddenly started playing, and bright red flowers kept blooming on Sasaki Kojiro's body.

Some of these flowers were knife wounds, some were marks of swords, and some were scars left by spears. There were so many wounds that almost turned Sasaki Kojiro into a bloody man.

Archer Gilgamesh, who was in the sky, looked at the assassin Sasaki Kojiro, who had turned into a bloody man on the ground, and fell from the sky with the corners of his mouth raised.

The golden boots stepped into a pool of blood for the first time. Archer Gilgamesh kept walking forward. With every step he took, there was a bright red footprint on the ground.

Finally, the heroic spirit stopped in front of the long sword surrounded by golden spears.

"This is a good sword." Archer Gilgamesh said, stretched out his hand, and took the long sword of Assassin Sasaki Kojiro in his hand, "I will treasure it forever, as you let me appreciate the outstanding performance."

The reward of sword skill.”

Sasaki Kojiro did not speak or answer. He could no longer speak. A golden spear had already penetrated his throat, and the golden hair tip was deeply crushed into the steps.
To be continued...