Chapter 571: Simulation target, Cursed Arm Hassan

Musashi-chan has descended, and Lin Ye knew it as soon as he looked with his Clairvoyance.

But compared to seeing her now, Lin Ye had other things to do.

"System, start the simulation."

【Yes, Master.】

【Congratulations to Master for drawing the target character, Cursed Arm Hassan. Do you want to start the simulation?】

"Hmm? Cursed Arm?" Lin Ye didn't expect this. He thought he would draw Kojiro, but it seems he thought too much.

"However, there is no such character as Sasaki Kojiro in Pan-Human History. Servant Kojiro is just a wandering swordsman who understood Tsubame Gaeshi and was forcibly crowned with the name Kojiro."

Thinking of this, Lin Ye said to the system, "Alright, start the simulation."

【Yes, Master.】

12th century, an ordinary small village at the foot of the Alborz Mountains. This place should have been quiet and peaceful, but the flames of war broke this tranquility.

"Kill!! Kill these Fedayeen of the Nizari state for me!! One silver Seljuk coin for every head! One gold coin for killing a leader!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The Seljuk Empire, the most powerful country on the land of Persia. And the Fedayeen they spoke of were members of the death squad organization established by the first Hassan hundreds of years ago.

Now, these fully armed Seljuk soldiers were slaughtering these so-called Fedayeen!

Blood fell to the ground accompanied by cold light, and the crying of women and children made the scorching firelight look so cold.

In the sea of fire, a man named Hanam was standing in the ruins, staring dead at this scene in front of him!

"Ah!!! Ah!!!"

Hanam wanted to scream, but he couldn't make a sound at all. He could only watch the feathers of the Angel of Death descend here!

What Fedayeen! There are no Fedayeen! These indiscriminate soldiers were simply slaughtering their group of innocent villagers!

For fame and fortune, for wealth and glory, what's wrong with killing a few villagers from the Nizari state? If you want to blame someone, blame yourselves for being born in the wrong place!

And this was not over yet.

"Help!! Help!!!"

A woman's scream rang out, and Hanam immediately recognized it as his childhood sweetheart's scream!

"I'll fight you to the death!!"

At this moment, Hanam picked up a burning wooden stick from the ground and wanted to rush over! Although he only held a wooden stick, although he was facing fully armed soldiers!

However, he would rather die in battle than give up the people he cared about and turn to escape to survive!

But at this moment, Hanam suddenly discovered in shock that everything around him seemed to have stopped.

The dancing flames no longer flickered, the cold butcher knives could not fall, and even his own footsteps could not move half a step.

"This... could it be... Ahura? Or Deva? Whether it's a god or a demon! Please! Please save everyone!"

Hanam was still asking for help, but neither the God of Light Ahura nor the Evil God Deva he expected appeared. The only thing that appeared was a voice in his mind.

【Life simulation is about to begin. Do you want to conduct a life simulation?

Yes/No】

"Yes! Yes! No matter what you are! No matter what you want! As long as you can save everyone, I will do anything!"

A person about to drown will treat a straw as a towering tree, and listening to Hanam's choice, the system's voice rang out directly.

【Life simulation begins.

Day 1: Your village is being slaughtered, your relatives and friends and childhood sweetheart are about to die under the butcher knives of the invaders. At this moment, you choose to pick up weapons and fight these soldiers.

However, you, unarmed, are no match for the soldiers at all. You are kicked to the ground directly, watching the butcher knife about to fall, suddenly, a short knife flies directly from afar!

The short knife hits, (acff) the soldier is killed.

You look in the direction the short knife flew from. At this moment, you see in the night sky, figures wearing black robes, white bone masks, and holding short knives standing in mid-air, looking at the Seljuk soldiers below.

Under the cold moonlight, a figure standing at the very front silently retracts his hand. Clearly, it was he who just saved you with a thrown knife.

Looking at this figure, you immediately want to express your gratitude, but he ignores you, just says one word indifferently to the black-clad people behind him.

"Kill."

Swish swish swish!

Instantly, all the black-clad people move, each black shadow like a Grim Reaper in the night, harvesting the lives of the invaders in the crowd!

Every time a cold light flashes, a head falls!

Instantly, these fully armed soldiers panic! The leading general immediately turns his horse's head, wanting to escape, but unfortunately, I don't know when, the leading black shadow has already arrived in front of him.

This man stands on the horse's head of the general, his whole body seemingly light as nothing.

And he, just looks at the general with a mocking voice and says,

"Are you actually going to desert in the face of battle? How shameful."

"Who... who are you!" The general looks at the figure in front of him in horror, as if looking at the Grim Reaper!

And listening to the general's words, the man just says with that mocking voice,

"Weren't you looking for us just now? Now I am standing in front of you, you... come and kill me." 】

Fedayeen!!!

Looking at this scene, Hanam widens his eyes in excitement.

Neither the gods nor the demons heard his response, but the Hassans heard it!

Those black robes without any decoration are the most gorgeous dresses in his eyes at this moment!

"This... is this Hassan? This is Hassan!"

【 "Let... let go..."

Pfft!

Before the general's plea for mercy can be finished, he is kicked off his horse by the man!

The man jumps down, pulls the man's hair with his hand, drags him step by step to your front, and then throws him in front of you, saying,

"Want revenge? I'll give you a chance."

Clang!

A short knife is thrown in front of you. You bend down and pick up this short knife. At this moment, you choose:】

【Option 1: Kill this enemy who slaughtered your village with your own hands!

Option 2:...】

Hanam: "I! Choose 1!"

No need to know Option 2, having 1 is enough!

(ps: Old rules, the Hassan chapter is still very short. Mainly because Cursed Arm basically has no legends, and I can know from the background story that Hundred Faces is the last Hassan, and combined with history, it can barely form a chapter. As for Cursed Arm... I can only hand over his head.) ===== CHAPTER 573 =====