"Jibril, it's seven o'clock." Wu Ming said casually to Jibril without looking at seven o'clock.
"Understood!!" Jibril laughed wildly, reached out and grabbed the energy scythe that appeared out of thin air, rushing towards the seven o'clock direction.
Hassan of the Hundred Access' heart froze, she was at seven o'clock.
But how would the other party know? This was the first thought that came to Hassan of the Hundred Faces' mind.
However, this was a completely normal thing in Wu Ming's eyes. From the moment that Hassan of the Hundred Faces appeared before Wu Ming as his true body, she already had nothing to hide in Wu Ming's eyes.
If Hassan of the Hundred Faces had not used the main body to appear at the beginning, Wu Ming might have had to work hard to find his main body, but now it was easy.
Assassins are called Assassins because Assassins have excellent concealment abilities.
However Hassan who had appeared in front of Wu Ming, had undoubtedly lost the advantage of excellent concealment.
Wu Ming could naturally easily figure out Hassan's body.
And knowing the body of Hassan of the Hundred Faces meant the defeat of Hassan of the Hundred Faces.
Because she couldn't withstand Jibril's attack at all.
"Damn it!!" Hassan of the Hundred Faces cursed herself, ordering the clones to protect her.
But this is of no use. A Berserker who wasn't bothered by a lack of magic wasn't something that an Assassin, who had lost the advantage of hiding, could stop her.
The number of people might be a bit influential in front of Jibril, but because Hassan of the Hundred Faces used clones excessively, each clone became extremely weak.
As previously mentioned, Hassan's clones are weaker than the main body, because the clone's power comes from the main body.
The split body of the clone, which represents the weakening of the body.
And the weakening power of the body is spread to many parts, and naturally is not that strong.
Thus, in an instant, the "human wall" formed by Hassan of the Hundred Faces was viciously smashed by Jibril.
Jibril with the magic scythe in hand slashed indiscriminately at Hassan of the Hundred Faces.
Due to the incarnation of Wu Ming's power, Jibril used her magic power carelessly, and every slash was mixed with a lot of magic power.
Since the essence of Hassan of the Hundred Faces is multiple personalities, these clones are equivalent to people with different consciousnesses.
"What-"
"hatred-"
"go to hell!!"
"Stop-"
"Don't come!!"
"Don't come here!"
The release of magic power turned into a shockwave, and the avatar of Hassan of the Hundred Faces couldn't resist the "magic power release" that wasn't weak in number. Like different people, they make sounds.
Among them there must be cowards, and there must be those who are not afraid of death and want to attack Jibril with all their might, they have different personalities.
But this was not important, the important thing was that Hassan of the Hundred Faces would be captured alive.
Under such circumstances, there was only one way for Hassan of the Hundred Faces to win, and that was to capture the king first.
"Die!!"
Hassan of the Hundred Faces' voice came from behind Wu Ming, and Wu Ming could even feel a cool breeze blow against his neck.
Hassan of the Hundred Faces is worthy of being an Assassin, relying on a clone, she managed to sneak up to Wu Ming's side, and commit an assassination.
"Masters!?" Jibril turned to look at the Hassan of the Hundred Faces who had emerged from the shadows somewhere behind Wu Ming, and exclaimed.
Jibril is not a Heroic Spirit, and the current body of the Servant is only a clone of Jibril, because she did not find out in time that Hassan of the Hundred Faces had slipped away and slipped to Wu Ming's side.
But that doesn't mean Wu Ming didn't find it, he's been a Servant many times, and he's also been a Servant of the Assassin class, because Wu Ming still understands the Assassin class.
According to Wu Ming's understanding of the Assassin class, Hassan of the Hundred Faces' behavior did not apply to Wu Ming.
"Bump-"
The sound of chains rang out behind Wu Ming, along with the muffled groans of Hassan of the Hundred Faces.
"Uuuu..."
Wu Ming looked back.
The long purple haired woman in the skeleton mask looked like she was rushing forward, holding a dagger in her forearm, and the dagger was only a few centimeters from Wu Ming's neck.
However Wu Ming didn't panic at all, because right now Hassan of the Hundred Faces' body was wrapped in silver-white chains that emitted a purple aura.
It was the Chains of Annihilation that united Wu Ming's incarnations of power.
The limbs and body of Hassan of the Hundred Faces were tightly entangled by the Chain of Annihilation that emerged from the void, because Wu Ming was wary of the body of Hassan of the Hundred Faces, and his palms and fingers were entangled.
Otherwise, with Hassan of the Hundred Faces' skill, even a finger at such a distance could send a dagger down Wu Ming's throat.
Wu Ming saw Hassan's skull mask and fell silent.
"..." Not to mention, it was quite scary to watch at such close range.
However, it was also because Wu Ming also knew that Hassan of the Hundred Faces' mask could be removed at such close range.
Even though all of Hassan's masks are shaved and decorated on his face, the real one has to be good, right?
King Arthur was still a woman, maybe Hassan of the Hundred Faces didn't need to gouge out his face and put on the skull mask as recorded.
"You're a girl for now, so what kind of skull mask are you wearing?" said Wu Ming, placing his hand on Hassan of the Hundred Faces' face.
"You!!"
Wu Ming easily removed Hassan of the Hundred Faces' mask, revealing Hassan of the Hundred Faces' angry face.
It was not such a delicate face, although a bit dark, but still a girl.
However seeing the slightly bulging muscles on Hassan of the Hundred Faces' limbs and body, Wu Ming chose to remain silent.
"You bastards!!" Hassan of the Hundred Faces naturally saw the meaning in Wu Ming's eyes, and roared furiously.
After all, she is also a woman, not because her skin is a little darker and her muscles are a little more muscular, just like her colored eyes!
"Master, are you alright." At this time, Jibril suddenly came to Wu Ming's side.
Since Hassan of the Hundred Faces was captured, the Chains of Annihilation took effect, and all clones of Hassan of the Hundred Faces disappeared.
"The person who can kill your Master has not yet been born." Wu Ming smiled and answered Jibril jokingly.
But Wu Ming was right, even his greatest enemy, Goetia who had integrated part of the black mud, couldn't kill Wu Ming, at least for now.
Wu Ming turned his head to look at Hassan of the Hundred Faces, ignoring Hassan of the Hundred Faces' angry expression and words, Wu Ming looked like he was negotiating.
"Then can we have a good talk, Hassan of the Hundred Faces?"
But no negotiations will bind the others…