Infinity from the giant

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Give a head?

A skinny Hassan stared coldly, holding a scimitar and sneered:

"Stop bluffing, Berserker has been eliminated, and today, God can't save you!"

"Do it!" Hassan, who looked like an old man, said gloomily.

The two Hassan exuded terrible murderous intent, and the cold breath caused the temperature in the dark room to drop a little.

But before they could take any action, a rhythmic footstep sounded, step by step as if tapping their hearts, making them breathe.

Huh~

The sound of the wind whistled, the surrounding light dimmed, the sound of footsteps quickly approached, and an extremely depressing breath came from behind, like a whirlpool that swallowed all souls.

"The gourd baby saves grandfather and sends them one by one. It makes me a little embarrassed to be so kind."

The playful voice echoed in the room, Renn was surrounded by a strange light like blue smoke, holding the invisible holy sword in his right hand, and resting his other hand on the thin Hassan shoulder.

This-

The terrifying aura like a devil oppresses everything around, and the air seems to be stagnant. The two Hassan shuddered and turned their heads with difficulty.

"You... you are Caster, you are still alive, how is this... possible?!"

The skinny Hassan shook his whole body and stammered. He glanced at the vigorous and powerful palm on his shoulder, not daring to act rashly.

The corners of Ren's mouth curled up, with sarcasm: "Death dragon set, every day you know to say the same lines."

This is the second time Hassan asked this question.

Each personality of Baimaung Hassan is independent. Before the exchange of information, the memories between them are not shared.

That's why they can unite to deceive a certain hapless guy and let him go to the Toban House the first night to send someone off.

"you……"

The skinny Hassan just wanted to say something, a phantom appeared in front of him, before he could react, Ren's left hand instantly pinched his neck!

The magic power spreading to the palm of his hand burst out immediately, his arm muscles suddenly exerted force, his wrist snapped!

Click~

The sound of broken bones and muscles sounded, Hassan's vertical head became horizontal, and his weak body was lifted by Renn, and then it was thrown in front of Hassan, who looked like another old man, like garbage.

Hasan, who looked like an old man, crouched and glanced at the corpse on the ground. The eyelids under the white skull mask twitched, and he took a breath of cold air.

Not to mention the rescue partner, he didn't react. What made him feel strange was that he didn't even feel a trace of murderous aura before the opponent started.

He suddenly understood that the other party was also good at converging breath, which was a different technique from "breath blocking", no wonder it was difficult to track this Caster before.

"Don't be afraid, I always respect the old and love the young, and don't embarrass you." Renn stared at the rest of Hassan, who was trembling, and suddenly grinned, "Old man, you can judge yourself so that you don't suffer."

Hassan: "..."

Do you have any misunderstandings about respecting the old and loving the young?

After a big deal of death, Hassan, who looked like an old man, suppressed the fear in his heart and reprimanded:

"Impossible, don't deceive too much! As the nineteenth leader of the assassination sect who inherited the name of'Hassan Sabah', we have never been the only ones who harvested the lives of others!"

"Oh, Hassan, you are a rubbish person, you still have the face to say that you are the 19th generation old man in the mountain, you really shame the original old man in the mountain.

Forget it, I will kill you to clean the door for his old man, lest you continue to be embarrassed here!"

Ren sneered, and the invisible sword in his right hand trembled, bursting out with brilliant golden light, and the sword body shone in the center of the atmosphere that rolled up a whirlwind.

"I fought with you!"

Upon seeing this, Hassan, who looked like an old man, let out an unwilling roar, looking very tragic, lifted the sharp scimitar and rushed up, cutting the blade towards the enemy's neck.

"I like people with iron heads, so it depends on who is harder." Renn swept forward with his sword in both hands, and shouted in imitation of the voice of King Mao, "Wind King Iron Hammer!"

The air mass compressed with super high pressure in order to protect the holy sword is liberated from the invisible barrier-the roar like a dragon flying into the sky burst out!

boom!

There was a dull loud noise, condensed into a solid-like ultra-high-pressure blast and hit Hassan!

The white skull mask shattered, Hassan's body instantly twisted and deformed, and the bones and muscles made a sour cracking sound, stirred with blood.

Like a giant invisible hand, Hassan squeezed the air and flew upside down like a cannonball, cutting a route and hitting the wall.

puff!

It's like a mosquito being slapped to death on the wall. When the wall vibrates and hums, a gorgeous blood flower blooms.

After a while, Hassan's body stuck to the wall slowly fell to the floor under the influence of gravity.

"Yeah! This kind of calm and powerful hitting feeling is simply amazing. It's comparable to a home run. Take a look. Are there other sand sculptures in the castle? I want to try again!"

Master Ren was in a very good mood. In the dark room, the howling breeze quickly reunited, wrapped the gorgeous golden sword body, and the holy sword became invisible again.

"This... seems to be gone. These are the last two Hassan." Yan Ye replied with a twitching eyelid.

Poor Assassin, died old and miserable.

He glanced at the non-human-shaped corpse by the wall, and suddenly felt that his side was the villain.

No, maybe the wicked have their own ills.

"Gone."

Alice Phil checked the crystal ball and confirmed that the Hassan who had invaded the castle had been wiped out.

She stared at Renn who was holding a ball of "air" in her hand, the curiosity in her red eyes could not be suppressed, and she asked:

"Wu Ming, you... how come you, like Saber, have this special treasure that can gather whirlwinds?"

"This is the Wind King enchantment, strictly speaking, it's just a kind of magic. As a Caster, it's not surprising to know this?"

With a smile on Ren's face, he suddenly felt that Altria's skills were too easy to use. He had learned the Light Cannon and the Wind King enchantment, and he could also "release the magic". Although he didn't have the intuition, he was careful.

He can now be seen as a pirated King Arthur.

"is it?"

Alice Phil glanced at him suspiciously, and the woman's instinct told him that Wuming seemed to have just mastered this ability. Then, when did he...

'Wait, there is no need to disperse the Wind King enchantment, just leave it to me.'

With a flash of inspiration, Alice Phil suddenly remembered what Caster had said this afternoon, and looked at him with a little surprise. Not only the sword, but the magic was copied?

Smart woman.

Rehn noticed Alice Phil's suddenly enlightened look, and sighed, but the things were already in his hands, and it was nothing to be noticed.

Because the next treasures needed can only be snatched by force.