"Why can such a wound be caused? Damn it... Samura Anno!"
Assassin Paraiso covered the wound on his leg, gritted his teeth, and the hatred and anger almost burst out from his eyes.
Any wound caused to the Heroic Swordsman is useless, but the wound left by Zuomura Annuo...
"And that... Fuma Kotaro."
"If there wasn't another ninja in the opponent's formation...how could I...uh——"
"Really, I was so busy paying attention to the Master and the two swordsmen who were wary of Chaldea that I actually forgot that there is such a powerful brat there... It's really a mistake."
What a shame...
Sighing, Assassin Paraiso sat by the wall, covering the wound on his leg that was still bleeding, and closed his eyes.
He actually didn't even get rid of the Chaldean master Fujimaru Ritsuka, and he still wanted to get rid of the princess...
......but.
The task has been completed.
Assassin Paraiso opened his eyes again.
Everything that needs to be arranged has already been arranged.
The talisman handed to me by Caster Limbo...has begun to take effect.
"Well--!"
The wound on the leg can feel like it is healing, but the pain...
It's really intense...
This is the first time I've felt this level of pain since I appeared in this world.
"Damn, damn, damn!"
"Damn you brat - you talk like you know everything!"
Although the most painful wound was caused by Ano Samura, for Assassin Paraiso, what made her most irritated were the words spoken by Kotaro Fuma.
"Next time, I will definitely kill you next time!"
He said bitterly, in pain, Assassin Paraiso recovered from his wounds, and then stood up holding on to the wall.
...First, let’s go back to the base.
If you continue to stay here, those guys——will catch up with you.
You need to restore your magic power first, and then——
She pulled out the wakizaki from her waist almost subconsciously, let out a scream, and looked angrily at the witch shrouded in the shadow.
"My eyes are pretty good - I'm not a phantom."
Zhonghehehe walked towards Assassin Paraiso with a smile.
"So, you don't need to be afraid of me, just relax."
——Although she said so.
But Assassin Paraiso was still extremely vigilant, and his hand holding Wakizashi even had blue veins.
"What nonsense are you talking about."
"I am the heroic swordsman Assassin Paraiso - I have never been afraid of you!"
"Who are you... I won't be afraid of you at all."
——Although she said so.
But the hairs on her body had stood on end, and her fear was almost clear to see.
"It's you, Berserker. You are a ghost and a blade. What are you doing here?"
Uninvited guests on missions are always unwelcome.
"Hehehe... I admit that what you said is right, but your attitude is quite ambiguous."
"So, I'm sorry."
call--
Poof——
"Ahhh——!!!"
Assassin Paraiso let out a shrill scream, and a wound suddenly appeared on his chest. Blood spurted out, and a drop happened to fall on Zhonghe Hell's finger.
With a strange smile on Zhongheheji's face, he put the drop of blood in his mouth and tasted it carefully.
Hmm...the smell of cursed blood...so...
"You guy--what are you--doing!"
Assassin Paraiso took a few steps back and looked at Berserker with a look of fear mixed with anger.
"You should have heard of it, Assassin Paraiso."
Zhonghehehehe said with a smile.
"The spiritual core of our heroic swordsman is not connected to any part of the brain or heart."
"This statement is indeed correct, but - even so, these two locations are still extremely important organs, even if we are now made of ether."
"so--"
"Hmm...do you feel it?"
Zhonghe Hell took another step closer and grabbed Assassin Paraiso. Assassin Paraiso wanted to escape, but found that he couldn't do it at all.
The hands of all the hells seemed to be locked on her neck, no matter how fast she was, no matter where she was running to -
She has nowhere to go.
"Uh-ah! Let, let me go! What on earth are you going to do!!!"
Poof——
“Ahhhh————”
Zhongheheji grabbed Assassin Paraiso's neck with one hand and smiled, but used the sharp nails of the other hand to pierce Assassin Paraiso's heart.
"Well... they are connected, yes."
"Haha...you feel it, Assassin Paraiso, do you feel it? It's flowing in my blood——"
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"That is the so-called power of [Yama-no-Orochi]!"
Zhongheheji had a ferocious laugh on his face, looking extremely excited.
Assassin Paraiso finally realized what Zhonghehehe wanted to do, and his expression suddenly became frightened.
"No--don't! Stop! Ahhhhhhh--"
She wailed and begged for mercy. As a heroic swordsman, tears appeared in the corners of her eyes, and she was so scared that she couldn't help herself.
"Please - just, just don't do this!!!"
But her wailing sounds only aroused greater joy in the hell.
Poof——
Blood spurted out from her heart, staining Zhonghe Hell's entire face red, making her laugh even happier.
“Hahahahahaha————That’s it, that’s how it’s going to be!”
"no, do not want!!!"
Assassin Paraiso struggled with all his strength, trying to escape from the hands of Zhonghe Hell, but - he couldn't do it!
The power of the combined hell is unimaginable.
Assassin Paraiso cried.
"Please don't do this - only - I will become - not like myself!!!"
Boom!
The heart was obviously broken, but it was beating.
The blood of all hells was injected into the heart of Assassin Paraiso.