Identify the representative of the class of contrasts in all worlds, I am the sun

[Naruto World - Jiraiya: "Naruto, don't look! There's something dirty! This is not right. The plot shouldn't develop like this. Why doesn't this follow the plot? If this is my intimate paradise, this beautiful Assassin has already been..."]

[Naruto World - Tsunade: "Haha, Jiraiya, if you keep talking nonsense, I'll pull your tongue out."]

[Magic Index World——Blue Hair: "Huh? What's wrong? What happened to this beautiful Assassin? You're so nagging!"]

One Punch World – Saitama: "...How is this possible? Isn't this a blatant questioning of my gaming ability?" (Dark.jpg)

A Wonderful World—Sato Kazuma: "An assassin...is probably a job similar to a thief, right? It's not that powerful!"

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美好的世界

Inside the union hall

"Impossible, they are gifted, but I am not"

Kazuma muttered.

His skill point is to choose the thief, which is similar to the assassin to some extent.

But why can assassins, who are so weak, still play like this?

This feels like the nanny in the game kicks you away and says she wants to fight the devil alone, so you hit her with your head!

In fact, when Kazuma saw the old man Wang Hassan before, he was fascinated by his domineering fighting style.

After all, a man only feels satisfied through hand-to-hand combat, and a slightly inferior man would need magic that reaches the forbidden level.

But he is not... He is just a weak little chicken who is still sleeping in the stable...

Maybe I can also...

Enough! Kazuma shook his head vigorously, trying to get rid of this bold idea in his mind.

After all, his own team was already in chaos, and Kazuma glanced at the three girls in front of him.

A mentally retarded person who can only spray water, a great magician who can only kill once a day, and a perverted knight who can only be beaten when his attacks fail. If you add yourself...

Wouldn't this team die completely in this strange world?

Hmm... Kazuma finally threw this crazy idea out of his mind...

No, I am talented too!!!

The dexterity of his hands was unmatched in this world... No! Even in the Ten Thousand Worlds, he was among the best!

Having said that, Kazuma began to show off his skills in public!

Countless changes, deep into the enemy's lair, straight to the heart of the enemy——!

Hahahaha! As expected, he and Zhen also have special skills!

As he spoke, Kazuma laughed out loud as if no one was around, while raising his hands high to demonstrate his ancestral craftsmanship.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, so prosperous and dazed hahahahahahaha!"

After a while, Kazuma finally came to his senses and realized something...

The union is dead silent—

At this time, Huihui, Aqua, and Darkness were blushing, and their eyes kept glancing at Kazuma's hand.

But the moment he saw it, he immediately looked away, as if he had seen some ferocious beast.

At this moment, everyone in the union also reacted, and the decibels soared to the sky, "Ahhhhh! Pervert!! 々｀!"

Hehe... Guichu and Zhen... Today is also a day of social death.

..........

fate world

Okay, okay, let’s play like this, right?

The Masters were both surprised and worried when they saw such a powerful Assassin.

The pleasant surprise is that if I can summon such a powerful Assassin, my chances of winning will increase by 99%. The worry is, if I summon such an Assassin, what will I do if it is the opponent?

Generally speaking, Assassin will not enter the battlefield to fight other Heroic Spirits. Assassin's mission should be to assassinate the enemy Master.

This Assassin is like this because of his own problems, and the fact that the Dead Apostle Master has no restrictions, but if they were to summon him.

Which Master can defend against it?

I might as well not even attend the Holy Grail War and just defend all day.

Everyone's expectations for Assassin grew higher and higher, but at the same time a question arose in their minds.

By the way...it's already come to this, and Assassin's Master still refuses to show up?

.........

【

"Peng——!!!"

At this moment of death, several sounds of breaking through the air were heard, and all the long-range treasures shot towards the big hand at this moment.

At the same time, the soldiers also shot the treasures in their hands towards Assassin's figure!

Finally, with a huge explosion, the dark palm brushed past Orlando's arm.

The smoke and dust cleared, and Assassin slowly walked out, her clothes not even dirty. She looked quietly at the embarrassed crowd in front of her, the cold murderous intent in her eyes still unchanged.

"Stand up!" a soldier exclaimed as he looked at the unharmed Assassin.

Does it offset the direct damage? Are Assassins nowadays so monstrous?

Seeing that the battlefield was at a stalemate, Orlando came up with an idea.

Do some research, and you might get a clue to break the status quo.

So let's start with... Master Assassin.

What on earth was this guy with his head stuck in the door thinking when he let his servants attack his base?

Is he a man of absolute strength, or is he just a blindly arrogant guy?

"How surprising! Your Master is generous with his Noble Phantasms. Judging from your continuous use just now, he must be a magus with considerable magical power, right?"

Not only that...if it were an ordinary magus, he would have been exhausted by the continuous release of this Noble Phantasm.

They dared to confront the other party because they were sure that the other party's magic power would soon be exhausted, but now it seems...

"Tell your Master if he's interested in joining us in forming a joint front to defeat Gilgamesh."

Looking at the silent Assassin, Orlando continued, "You should have sensed the battle in the desert yesterday. Don't you think that eliminating those unconventional beings first is what we should do?"

"Convey this to your Master."

Silence... After a moment's silence, Assassin spoke. Her voice was ethereal and cold. She whispered, "I don't have a Master."

...What?

Orlando blinked, a dazed look on his face.

The other soldiers also showed an expression like, "Woman, you can press our bodies to the ground and rub them, but don't rub our IQs too! Bastard!!!"

Before anyone could object, Assassin continued, "I do not intend to be enslaved by a magus, nor do I seek the Holy Grail. I only wish to crush this Holy Grail War that has bewitched our great predecessors."

...Well, what's going on? Orlando's silence is deafening.

Assassin looked at the cold air coming out of his body and decided to end the battle as soon as possible.

The reason why the opponent's attack just now was ineffective was because she used the Noble Phantasm again.

The magic mirror crystal-like 'Imagination Heat' renders direct attacks ineffective. Although this treasure is convenient, if it is maintained for too long, the magic power will be exhausted.

So the battle must be ended as soon as possible!

Just as Assassin was about to strike again, Silent Orlando spoke up, "From just now on, what are you talking about, idiot!"

"If you didn't have the Master, you would have disappeared long ago with the fighting method you just used!"

Those concise words immediately silenced Assassin. Yes, even she noticed something was wrong.

After receiving information from the Holy Grail, she also understood that if a Servant breaks the magic circuit with the Master, the magic power will be like water in a cup, which will be gone once it is exhausted.

Unless I use other methods, I have been running around without sleep for the past two days, but it still hasn't disappeared. I originally thought that I was immature and hadn't mastered the use of magic...

But now it seems that she was silent for a moment, and her cold eyes looked at Orlando and others again.

No, that doesn't matter now. What's in front of us is... the enemy!

Just as the two sides were about to fight again, a playful laugh was heard, "Oh, very good, very good! This is really a circus that suits my taste!"

The wall turned pitch black, and an elegant man in a suit and wearing a rose walked out of the wall.

"Awesome, such a beautiful battle"

Who is it...For a moment, everyone's eyes were on the man who suddenly appeared.

He strolled to the center of the battlefield and laughed, "Oh my, beautiful, beautiful! I don't know what trick you used to unleash the power of your Noble Phantasm, but I didn't expect you to challenge the Heroic Spirit with your flesh and blood."

"I was thinking about how you guys overestimate your abilities, isn't that amazing?"

He pointed at Assassin and Orlando and said, "You clearly have the skills to survive in the darkness, but you choose to challenge it head-on. What a foolish and pitiful Heroic Spirit."

"And you, a hot-blooded magus who leaves his Heroic Spirits behind and stands on the front lines."

"What an interesting circus! Hahahahaha!"

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In the Myriad Worlds

Many Masters expressed a hint of doubt.

No, are all the masters nowadays so powerful?

This is even more arrogant than a heroic spirit?

Who gave you the courage?

Aren’t you afraid that someone will stab you?

Could it be that the other party is relying on his status as a dead apostle to feel fearless?

But can the Dead Apostles really not die? Everyone wondered.

.........

【

At this time, the man was still chattering and even analyzing the battle situation.

"From what I can see, if this continues, she'll kill 70% of you. Then the rest will completely transform their Noble Phantasms into a part of themselves and awaken, right?! In that case, the outcome will be 50-50."

"As long as there's a magician who can see through her Noble Phantasm and survive, you all have a chance of victory. Oh, beautiful! If you make use of your combat experience, you can even add new combat power~"

"Maybe I can even fight against battle-crazed classes like Saber then~"

For a moment, both sides were stunned by this strange guy. Orlando originally thought that it was Assassin's Master, but seeing Assassin's puzzled look, he was no longer sure of his answer.

Could it be a Heroic Spirit? No, there was no trace of a Heroic Spirit at all.

At this time, a young man holding a long sword finally had enough of this chattering guy. No matter what, let's drive this guy out first!

Thinking of this, the young man swung the sword in his hand.

The next moment... he was at a loss.

The biting cold and the spurting of blood made him realize...his arm...had been cut off?

The next moment, the young man let out a violent roar of pain!

"That's a nice cry, hahaha! But sneak attacks are not a good habit~", the man chuckled while holding the boy's arm. The broken arm was even holding a long sword tightly, wanting to deliver a fatal blow to something.

But now it has appeared in the man's hand.

when....

They didn't even see it before their arm was cut off... That was a monster that could fight Assassin. (Oh my god)

The biting chill rushed from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads. Everyone's pupils suddenly shrank into needle points and they stared blankly at the scene in front of them.

Orlando forced himself to calm down and raised his Noble Phantasm high in the air, "That's it!"