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The aura from the South is actually the weakest among the four auras, but it is also the purest.
Compared to him, the three above seemed to be using their swords as tools, while he seemed to be born for the sword and become one with it!
"It's him."
Musashi decided on his target almost instantly.
As a swordsman, she wants to challenge swordsmen who have their own way of swordsmanship. Only in this way can she break through herself and reach the true state of emptiness as soon as possible!
brush!
Musashi lightly touched the ground with her toes, and her figure ran towards the Matou family's residence.
She could sense that her destined rival was waiting for her there!
Chapter 340 Simulated Target, Cursed Wrist Hassan
Musashi himself has arrived; Lin Ye knew it at a glance with his clairvoyance.
However, Lin Ye had other things to do than to see her now.
"System, begin the simulation."
[Yes, Master.]
[Congratulations, Master, you have selected the target character, Cursed Arm Hassan. Would you like to begin the simulation?]
"Huh? Cursed Arm?" Lin Ye was a little surprised. He thought he would draw Kojiro, but it seems he was overthinking it.
"However, there is no such person as Sasaki Kojiro in the Pan-Human History. The Servant Kojiro is just a wandering samurai who has mastered the Swallow Return and was forcibly given the name Kojiro."
Having thought of this, Lin Ye said to the system, "Alright, let's start the simulation."
[Yes, Master.]
In the 12th century, a quiet and peaceful village at the foot of Mount Elborz was shattered by war.
"Kill!! Kill these Fedayi from the Mulayi Kingdom!! One Seljuk silver coin for each head! One gold coin for each leader!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
The Seljuk dynasty, established in 557, was the most powerful state in Persia. The Fida'i they referred to were members of the assassin organization founded by the first Hassan al-Qaeda hundreds of years earlier.
Right now, these fully armed Seljuk soldiers are slaughtering these so-called Fedai!
Blood fell to the ground with a cold glint, and the cries of women and children made even the scorching firelight seem icy cold.
Amidst the flames, a man named Hanam stood amidst the ruins, staring intently at the scene before him!
"Ah!!! Ah!!!"
Haunt tried to scream, but he couldn't make a sound. He could only watch as the feathers of the Death Angel descended upon him!
What Fedai! There's no Fedai! These soldiers are indiscriminately slaughtering these innocent villagers!
What's wrong with killing a few villagers from the Mulai Kingdom for fame, fortune, and glory? If you have to blame someone, blame yourself for being born in the wrong place!
But this is not the end.
"Help!! Help!!!"
A woman screamed, and Hanam immediately recognized it as the voice of his childhood sweetheart!
"I'll fight you to the death!!"
At that moment, Hanam picked up a burning stick from the ground and charged forward! Even though he was only holding a stick, and even though he was facing fully armed soldiers!
However, he would rather die in battle than abandon the people he cared about and turn around to run away and live a cowardly life!
However, at that very moment, Hanam was suddenly shocked to find that everything around him seemed to have stopped.
The dancing flames stopped flickering, the cold butcher's knife could not fall, and he could not even move his feet an inch.
"This...could it be...Ahura? Or Defer? Whether it's a god or a demon! Please! Please save everyone!"
Hanam continued to cry for help, but neither Ahura, the god of light, nor Defer, the god of evil, appeared. The only thing that appeared was a voice in his mind.
[Life simulation is about to begin. Would you like to participate?]
whether]
"Yes! Yes! I don't care who you are! I don't care what you want! I'll do anything to save everyone!"
A drowning person will mistake a straw for a towering tree, and upon hearing Hanam's choice, the system's voice immediately rang out.
[Life simulation begins]
Day 1: Your village is massacred, and your relatives, friends, and childhood sweetheart are about to die under the invaders' swords. At this moment, you choose to take up arms and fight these soldiers.
However, being unarmed, you were no match for the soldiers. You were kicked to the ground, and just as the executioner's blade was about to fall, suddenly, a short knife flew from a distance!
The dagger struck, and the (acff) soldier was killed.
Looking in the direction from which the dagger flew, you see figures clad in black robes, wearing white bone masks, and wielding daggers, standing in the night sky, watching the Seljuk soldiers below.
Under the cold moonlight, the figure standing at the front silently withdrew his hand; clearly, it was he who had saved you with the thrown knife.
Upon seeing this figure, you immediately wanted to express your gratitude, but he ignored you, simply uttering a single word to the men in black behind him.
"kill."
Brush brush!
In an instant, all the men in black sprang into action, each shadowy figure like a grim reaper of the night, reaping the lives of the intruders in the crowd!
With each flash of cold light, a head fell!
Instantly, the fully armed soldiers panicked! The general in charge immediately turned his horse around to try to escape, but unfortunately, the dark figure who had been leading the group earlier had already appeared in front of him.
The man stood on the general's horse's head, his entire body seemingly weightless.
And he looked at the general with a mocking voice and said...
"Are you actually going to desert your post? How shameful."
"Who are you...who are you?!" The general stared in horror at the figure before him, as if he were looking at the Grim Reaper!
Hearing the general's words, the man simply replied in a mocking voice.
"Weren't you looking for us? Now I'm standing right in front of you, so... come and kill me!"
Fedai!!!
Seeing this, Hanam's eyes widened in excitement.
Neither the gods nor the demons heard his response, but the Hassans did!
Those plain black robes, at this moment, were the most gorgeous formal wear in his eyes!
"This...this is Hassan? This is Hassan!"
[“Let...let go…”]
puff!
Before the general could finish pleading for mercy, he was kicked off his horse by the man!
The man leaped down, grabbed the man by the hair, and pulled him step by step to you, then casually tossed him down in front of you, saying...
"Want revenge? I'll give you a chance."
when!
A dagger is thrown in front of you. You bend down and pick it up. At this moment, you choose:
[Option 1: Kill the enemy who slaughtered your village with your own hands!]
Option 2: ...
Harnam: "I choose one!"
You don't need to know option two; having option one is enough!
(P.S.: As usual, the Hassan arc is still quite short. Mainly because there's practically no legend surrounding the Cursed Arm. I can glean from the background story that the Hundred Faces was the last Hassan, and combined with history, it barely makes sense as a story. But the Cursed Arm… well, I can only offer my head.)
Chapter 341 The Hand of Satan!
[puff!!
With a spurt of blood, the general's head was completely separated from his body.
Seeing this, the man in front of him suddenly laughed.
"Hahaha! Very good! Very good! As expected of you!"
The man removed the bone mask from his face, revealing a rather handsome face, and then—he looked at you and said…
"My name is Lin Ye. You're very talented. How about it? Interested in joining us?"
That's right, this masked man is Lin Ye. Lin Ye was also quite helpless. Perhaps because he joined Hassan's camp when simulating the Hundred Faces and became Hassan-Sabbah's master, he had now directly become a high-ranking member of Assassin.