"Cursed Arm Old Man, hand over your head!" The red light ignited the pupils behind the mask, and the greatsword burning with blue flames surged. "Wait...what's this civil war phantom!" Natsuki Subaru complained. How come in his own chapter he could still see such exciting internal fighting before a team fight? "The protagonist's inheritance belongs to you. Do you know that you can no longer bully the weak?" In the world of Pokémon, Xiao Mao suddenly stood up and made an impassioned speech. Mista thought it was raining, but he touched his head and found that Wang Hassan's strange logic had left him speechless: "By the way, the essence of assassination is to chop people with a knife, which is too unprofessional. It should be done with a gun, right? What do you think, Giorno?" The Chaldeans and spectators present were all astonished. I don't know. The first generation of Hassan. That is Hassan among Hassan. He sanctioned Hassan.
Every time a generation of Hassans fails, it comes to an end. The evening bell will ring. The final scene of all Hassan’s death will definitely see the first generation Hassan. If Hassan of one era seeks help from Hassan of the first generation, it is tantamount to declaring the established reality that "he is not qualified to be Hassan". The first generation Hassan will also deprive him of the mask that only Hassan has. At this moment—— The cruelty of King Hassan. There is also the resolutely glorious image of Hassan the Curse. Suddenly stood up. Think back to the first moments. Obviously an enemy. In the near future now. 5一⑧０⑨0九 But he was willing to help Lixiang and his group. In order to save this era, Hassan of the Cursed Wrists would rather sacrifice his life! Even in the heavens and all worlds there are many people who think they are righteous. At this moment, I also look at him differently. In the Dragon Ball universe. As the resident film critic, Frieza hadn't been so excited since he read this story in a long time, and he nodded in approval.
Praise to this silent hero! "Wow...Interesting. This kind of loyalty is a treasure worthy of praise even in the universe we live in!" "Since your long-cherished wish is to be remembered in history? Congratulations, Mr. Hassan... This kind of dedication and sincerity is enough to make you famous in the world!" After he finished speaking, he long-pressed the words and typed them into the chat box. In just a few seconds, thanks to his status as a top film critic, his news was placed at the top. Also tied for the highest position. There is also Sosuke Aizen, who has also won the title of best film critic recently. He and Frieza have never been absent from the rankings, from tenth place to fifth place. "Even though he is not very strong, he is willing to sacrifice his life to help others grow in the face of severe tests." “Sacrifice your own interests and watch like-minded friends fly to a brighter future.” Aizen Sosuke made a venomous comment, describing the hero's tragedy calmly: "An interesting soul, but his mission probably won't end yet." "It is precisely because of the young man beside him. This partner is a hero who wants to save the world. Naturally, he will not allow his partner to die in front of him." Narrating and commenting. The gears of the video also continue to move forward as they scroll. "It seems that you haven't told them the truth yet?" Wang Hassan's movement of grasping the sword slowly recovered. He decided to slow down the decision on the Curse of the Wrist. First, he ordered the latter to assist the Chaldean Master to go to Atlas Court. Before leaving, he also instructed Bedivere to return the holy sword to its owner before the Lion King's gun revealed its true face. This also gave rise to new keywords. 【gun】 The truth behind this sacred object remains unknown. In the Type-Moon world, only a few top leaders or Knights of the Round Table know the truth. "You mean the Holy Lance... the one this kid holds?" In the timeline of the Second World Case Files. In the Magic Eye Train, the adult Webber Velvet glanced at Gray, who was hiding her head under the quilt and dared not watch the video. He looked solemn. It turned out that he knew the power of the Holy Spear.
Lungominiad, the Holy Lance... Its true appearance is... △ "Oh...communication is finally restored!" within the video. Dr. Roman let out a sigh of relief from the other end of the spirit particle communicator. Everyone is physically and mentally exhausted. I also thought that today would end after resting in the village. however-- [The disaster has just begun] The star rain in the sky is falling like fire. The raging flames can be seen even from the top of the mountain. There were countless cavalrymen holding torches wandering around East Village! This scene-- It's a knight! They strike again! While Fujimaru Ritsuka and his group are away. Raid the village again! Hassan with the cursed wrist was extremely anxious and rushed over first. Ritsuka and Mashu quickly followed. Between the mountains, blood was everywhere. ——What happened, everyone... Mr. Arash!? With a pleading heart. Pray that nothing happens. But it was too late. The tragic scene that followed made the boy's eyes bloodshot. A solemn knight came into view. He held a sword in his right hand and a ball with dense threads in his left hand. It was...
Human head.. It's the people of East Village. It was that group of people who were hungry and cold. The heads of people who have to gather together for warmth and try to survive in this desolate land! It is the head of an ordinary person who was never redeemed and was eventually beheaded by the knight. They obviously didn't do anything. But he was defenseless and was killed by the knights! ? "Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah" The tragic scene once again hit Mashu's three perspectives. She, who had always been quiet, was roaring like a madman. This kind of knight has no bottom line. A steel beast with no mercy at all. The furious girl showed no mercy. “Smash him to pieces!! This bastard!!” In the world of Akatsuki Slash, Tatsumi could no longer hold back his emotions and roared out of control: “This bastard, how can he be called justice!!” "How ridiculous! We are all human beings, but in this world that needs everyone's joint efforts to save it, we actually turn swords against each other and even kill the elderly, the weak, women and children..." In the world of Nexus, Himeya Jun hates these knights who claim to be good people under the high-sounding titles! Look at the village again - Wildfires raged in the night. The village that once gave the servants beautiful memories was set on fire! The sour and pungent white mist filled the air, and the screams and the orderly sounds of the knights' marching footsteps overlapped each other. on site-- Terrible. Even Jingmi, who had previously advised Mashu to calm down, was stunned. There was debris everywhere. The headless bodies were lying in disarray. East Village, once the last refugee shelter, was also plagued by war. The Knights of Justice seemed like emotionless beasts, continuing to mindlessly kill civilians in the village. "It's unforgivable, Saber, no...it's Lion King. A utopia built in this kind of world is so ironic and ridiculous." In the world of Infinite Blade Works, Emiya bit his lip as he watched this scene. He clenched his fists and wanted to ask why he had restrained himself from throwing himself into that world, but after thinking about it, he sighed helplessly and put down his arms. "Tsk... this is not something my father would do... you bastard, who on earth is using my father's body to do such a hateful thing!?" In FA, Mordred was certain that this was not the Artoria she knew.
"Are you so sure?" Lion Jie wondered. "Of course, uncle! Although my father is a man who clearly distinguishes between public and private affairs on the battlefield, asking him to massacre a city at will and kill ordinary people without any bottom line is completely against his original intention!" Mordred frowned: "Do you understand the Knight King better or do I understand the Knight King better?" Lion's Tribulation:... He was just about to turn his back and stop disturbing Mordred. But I found that this usually optimistic kid was looking down with his head depressed. Her hands seemed to be embedded in the ground, and her voice was dull. "Anyway, no matter who it is... even I find this behavior offensive. If it is really the knights who are my colleagues... if they are normal, they will never allow such a dirty behavior to happen before their eyes."