Editing review, starting from Natsuki Subaru shocking the world

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This is human evil, an existence beyond the scope of the world, and an enemy that must be dealt with with all our strength.

“It is an unusual existence that is not recognized by the world.”

Follow Merlin’s narration.

The magician, who witnessed the entire process as a witness, recalled all his efforts up to that point.

Next,

The point is this.

“The two goddesses held back her true body, and used Uruk as bait to push her into the underworld.”

The fetters of the Heavenly Chains, the punishment of the underworld, and my flowers that are only for show.

The editing of the pictures complements his words at the moment, and those pictures are cleverly interspersed.

Merlin’s eyes were fixed on the God of Creation who was trapped in the flower garden but still happily stamped his feet trying to break free.

As a witness, his subsequent two sentences expressed the audience’s thoughts and at the same time led to the real next chapter, once again raising the suspense to the extreme.

“Fujimaru, and the Heroic Spirits. You have gone through so much hardship to get to this point.”

“But it’s not enough.”

The scene once again showed Tiamat roaring and screaming.

Merlin continued to narrate

“That guy still doesn’t know fear. He doesn’t know his natural enemy. He doesn’t know his own death.”

【other】

A title that requires special attention.

at the same time.

On the rough ground of the underworld.

[Whoosh——] The image of a black windbreaker fluttering in the wind flashed by.

Merlin continued speaking as well.

“Not King Gilgamesh, nor the Holy Grail of the Magic King.”

“The one who summoned him was you, Fujimaru Ritsuka.”

“The enemy is human evil, Beast, and the conditions are ripe for him to appear in this land.”

“A world weapon that can fight against the beast of suppression, that is, a Grand Class Servant.”

“All your battles so far have been meaningful.”

A young man whose profession is a savior.

Before saving the land.

Having overcome numerous difficulties and obstacles, many connections have already been made;

Among those destinies, there are also strong ones that can solve the current dire situation!

These words also fell into Roman’s ears.

His pupils suddenly contracted, and his mind thought of the unusual situation in Kusa City before.

“By the way…it seems that when Fujimaru Ritsuka first met Jusudera in the underworld, Roman and the others thought he was really dead, because all his life reactions had completely disappeared. In this situation…” At this time in Doraemon’s world, the blue fat man also exclaimed.

It can’t be wrong!

That is an existence that only Fujimaru Ritsuka can attract.

He is also inspired by his followers and is willing to help them in order to repay the kindness shown to his useless younger generations.

“I’m afraid that if even this existence, the origin of assassination, cannot defeat the Mother of Origin, then no one in this world will be able to deal with such a terrible enemy.” Joseph Joestar frowned while eating bread.

【Assassination】

Two words full of evil and ominous meanings.

But therein lies the miracle.

As the name suggests, the word “assassination” can be extended to mean “creating murderous intent under impossible circumstances”, which in itself has infinite possibilities.

and so–

At this moment, asking for help is the most appropriate choice!

“Yes.”

Merlin responded to Roman’s words.

He raised his staff high, pointed at the figure standing in a corner of the hall with a sword in his hand, and spoke in a loud voice!

[Bang!] The heavy sword was injected into the earth veins steadily, like the sound of a bell.

Carry it, shout loudly and let the camera follow it to the peak——

“Come, look up at the sky, the Sea of ​​Origin! Your god of death is standing there!”

In an instant, the scene passed through thousands of levels, all the way to the top of the underworld.

From the highest peak of the vast expanse of floating rocks, overlooking all living things.

Compared to the strange-looking Tiamat, the old man named Jusudera standing high in the sky at this moment looks more like a god.

not only.

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His position at this moment not only declared his high status and strength.

The dark and gloomy aura emanating from his body also makes the goddess who possesses the power of creation feel fearful and repulsive.

She couldn’t help but yelled loudly, and the penetrating shock wave roared in the depths of the underworld.

Is she scared? No one could tell the expression on Tiamat’s face, because her appearance now had lost all traces of primates and was completely dragon-like.

However, many viewers unanimously believed that she must have felt threatened.

“When you feel fear, you will roar. This is a biological instinct that transcends race and intelligence. It is an instinct written in the deepest part of the biological genetic code.” In the world of death, Xu Bai was sitting next to Uncle Zhan Yue and saw this scene. A happy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his slightly devilish voice was full of excitement when he noticed an interesting scene: “That’s right, fight… fight, in this battle, only one side can control the other, and the one who can control instincts will win the dominance of the future of this world!”

As the passionate and excited voice soars into the sky, the scene returns to the grim scene.

Both Ritsuka and Mashu thought that Tiamat was afraid.

But who is she afraid of?

Lixiang raised his head, and the picture passed through thousands of layers.

As he arrived at where the old man was standing, his voice, like a verdict, sounded quietly.

“…Without death there is no life, and only with death can there be life.”

“The eternity you speak of is not walking, but sleeping.”

As he finished speaking, his figure was suddenly filled with magical light.

The old man’s thin figure suddenly changed, replaced by black armor and a flying cloak.

This figure, this armor, and his now familiar voice, all connected Fujimaru Ritsuka’s thoughts together.

He finally knew!!

The true identity of this old man who helped him again and again is named Zhu Sudra.

And at this time——

Behind the armor, the tall figure was still muttering to himself.

“Beast of disaster, evil born from humankind. The love that longs to return is the very root of your rejection.”

As he spoke, Tiamat responded with a loud and angry roar.

However, the old man remained unmoved.

It’s time to reveal the real name.

The figure standing on the commanding heights has revealed his true identity.

The figure that had intimidated the Chaldeans in the Ancient Temple of Death reappeared in a shocking manner.

The blue light filled his eyes and he gave his name again;

“The name of the title is not what I need. The strongest proof can only be placed on this sword.”

“Although you are a god who has fallen into the form of a beast, since you are the mother of origin, I have no choice but to reveal my name.”

The origin of the assassin.

The absolute strongest and most famous assassin;

Even in the entire pyramid list of the Heroic Spirit Circulation System, he is the only one who can stand at the top of the assassins, and there has never been even a candidate to replace him.

“Riding from the depths of the valley, from the darkness of death.”

“I am Hassan Sabbah, the Old Man of the Mountains.”

The words were spoken with such force that the curtains swayed suddenly.

The sound of transformation is like the ringing of several bells, hammering in the underworld, and echoing far away.

Aura, strength, and unparalleled courage burst forth in an instant, and the dim blue light was even able to penetrate the screen, exerting a psychological impact on many viewers.

The audience once again experienced the panic and heart-pounding pain at the Temple of Death.

This is the power of human beings that transcends the realm of human beings. It is a level that can be controlled and mastered only by beings who have reached the pinnacle of the world or even surpassed the level of gods.

Compared to the illusory gods to the audience.

The founder of the assassination sect who actually existed in history and whose related deeds most viewers can easily search on the Internet is more real and more oppressive to life itself.

Humans fear death, but also embrace death.

However, these two sides of the coin will cause humans, as the pinnacle of primates, to fundamentally reject and fear existence that can threaten them and bring them to the brink of death.

Hassan Sabbah, his reappearance has made all creatures in the world feel vaguely uncomfortable.

“This is the strong one beyond the scope of human beings, the origin of the word assassination in this world… Damn, so strong, why even my heart is frantically warning me out of fear… I must find a way to escape from the sight of this creature.” Piccolo, who had just escaped from the rice cooker in the Dragon Ball timeline, turned green in the face. As a villain who shocked the world, he actually felt a trace of fear from this tiny and seemingly vulnerable human.

“Interesting! He has been following Fujimaru Ritsuka from the beginning to the end… Tsk, what an interesting guy, he makes me feel afraid even through the screen.” Garou grinned excitedly, in stark contrast to his violently shaking wrists. This was the second time Garou saw Hassan Wang in the video. Although he still didn’t recover immediately, he became more determined to surpass this guy.

Hassan’s ancestor, the origin of assassination.

Old things and a few Lingjiulong stables

He is standing here at this moment.

“The evening bell has pointed to your name. I will deprive you of your wings according to destiny!”

The words fell.

The war begins.

As he pronounced judgment, Tiamat opened her eyes and blasted out magic.

Although it is the most primitive and pure energy, if calculated by the level of a Noble Phantasm, it is probably as powerful as ten times the magic power of Diarmuid.

There is no need to elaborate on this situation.

A dark blue light track flashed by, and the dark figure moved so fast that it transcended the constraints of time.

The lights and special effects disappeared at this moment.

Perhaps the editor also knew that no matter how many lighting effects were rendered for the stage production of this crown assassin, it would only be a gimmick and might even affect the beauty of the picture.

His figure was flying like karmic fire.

He dodged in an instant, and all of Tiamat’s attacks missed.

On his heavy sword, the blade was coated with magic, and the bright black glow made it look like a ferocious monster.

Stand up and slingshot closer.

Without saying a word, just a clean cut.

Instantly, light overflowed, violating the basic biological concept that was bestowed upon King Hassan at the moment he burned and abandoned his crown spiritual foundation, and burst out with dazzling brilliance.

In contrast, the strongest man just managed to deliver a simple blow.