Said so. Vampire DIO's eyes moved to the screen again, just in time to witness the scene of Hassan removing the seal. within the video. Hassan was as calm as ever. As if he was ready to sacrifice. The right arm that had been sealed for so long finally saw the light of day. Beneath the strange appearance, an ominous orange color fills this terrifying long arm. A surge of purple light appeared. A magical glow of strange colors emerges. Tristan didn't care.

Maybe it's a killer move, but... so what? He continued to shoot arrows, ignoring the harsh words of Hassan the Curse-Wrist. The overwhelming amount of arrow feathers fluttered and shattered. Surprisingly. Hassan, who had dodged swiftly before, didn't dodge again. He rushed forward like a monster that had drunk magic potion, facing the arrows that were directed at him. While his body was torn into pieces by the arrows, he just managed to grab the corner of Tristante's clothes. Under the bloody body, only the long arm emitting a strange light was still shining. He caught it. He gave up his life and decided to sacrifice everything to protect this era. He finally did it! "I did it--oooh, this hand, got you Tristan!" Even though there was a bone mask between them, the joy in his voice could not be concealed. In comparison. Jiuwu Mountain is famous for its wine. Tristan deadpanned. "And then? You caught me, gave up your life, and grabbed my hand. Is that enough?" Having said that, he no longer cared about the hand that was trying to grab his arm until its death, and picked up the bowstring again. But...I won't let you have your way. The curse wrist held his arm tightly. then..

A purple halo suddenly fell. A strange feeling of suffocation and the severe pain of his flesh and blood being devoured burst out from Tristan's increasingly serious face. He finally got nervous. He had no idea before. The right arm of Hassan of the Cursed Arm is a monster that was plundered and controlled by the devil Satan. Now he would rather sacrifice his life to get rid of Tristan. As a heroic spirit, as a pioneer. He is willing to sacrifice everything on this road to victory. With the figures of the two as the origin, there is a faint afterimage behind them. It pierced through Tristan without mercy and devoured the flesh and blood of the Cursed Arm. Let us go to hell together. Love life and hope to leave a place for the refugees to survive. This is the long-cherished wish of the Hassans to inherit the seat. They live for it and die for it. Curse Wrist voluntarily obeys this original commandment! The rising voices were accompanied by the image of the arm gradually becoming humanized and beginning to devour the bodies of the two people on a large scale. For the first time, Tristan got anxious. He angrily shot an arrow and killed Hassan. Then the thin and dark figure fell to the ground with a thud. The hand that he was holding tightly around Tristan was also pried open with force. However—— It's too late. The demon devoured half of his body. No matter what happens now, we can only survive. The end of life. Tristan looked at the demon's figure reflected in the mirror fragments. That ugly and dirty posture, is that me... He smiled casually.

It seemed like it had been since being summoned. Apart from sadness, the only thing that makes me feel a little relieved. Here, Hassan fell. But he did not break his promise. Successfully stopped and killed Tristan. "He was a man of great loyalty and courage. He did not betray his promise to his fellow refugees and truly sacrificed himself." "But... doesn't this still mean losing? Is it really okay to leave hope to others after the person dies?" In the world line of Demon Slayer. Agatsuma Zenitsu just teamed up with Tanjiro and moved forward. Seeing this tragic scene, it is inevitable to be pessimistic. Thinking about this era full of evil spirits and monsters everywhere, if a monster of my level... No! Even the so-called waxing moon is not even one percent stronger than this guy! ! But he, Agatsuma Zenitsu, would be so frightened that he could not control himself even if he saw an ordinary evil ghost. Do we really have to sacrifice our hearts to leave a prosperous and peaceful world to our successors?! "Mr. Cursed Wrist won." A burst of solemn and proud words interrupted Zenitsu's fearful whispers. Look up. It's Tanjiro. The young man, whose family was murdered by the evil spirit, stood there, his eyes seemed to have burning fire. He said without hesitation: "Mr. Hassan's mission is to hold Tristan back or take him on the road. Now, Mr. Hassan has fulfilled his promise!" From the beginning. Hassan was well aware of the disparity between the two. Now, even if it means risking my life. The old man of the mountain with the cursed wrist, Hassan Sabbah fulfilled his promise! "Tanjiro..." Looking at his best friend who nodded enthusiastically, Agatsuma Zenitsu was stunned and speechless. Although the latter had a slightly sad face, he said firmly at this moment: "Compared to this group of knights who claim to be righteous but massacre the people, Mr. Hassan, although not good at direct combat, still chose to hold the enemy back without hesitation, and did not retreat even at the cost of his life!!" The unwavering tone carries a burning fighting spirit. After seeing this hero who was ready to die. Tanjiro's determination to defeat Muzan Kibutsuji becomes stronger. It's not just for revenge.

He wants to do what that hero did. Regardless of whether you risk your life or not, you must leave a peaceful world for others who come after you! "Now, the Round Table is no longer complete, the Magic Bow Knight Tristan has been defeated, and Mordred has passed away earlier!" "The only ones left are Sun Knight Gawain and Aggravin!!" In Chaldea. Mashu and Ritsuka watched Hassan fight to the death. I recalled the scene in East Village and our final farewell. Even though a long time has passed, my heart is still filled with bitterness. "Look up, Ritsuka Mashu." At this time, Da Vinci's serious voice rang in their ears. The elegant magic genius reminded the two boys and girls: "It is the sacrifices of these heroes that allow us to move forward, so...you must look forward and let them see the desired results. This is your goal. Obviously...you have all done it in the round table field. This is the best reward for their efforts." The words fell. Novel No. 1 The boy and girl's expressions improved a little. Think carefully. This is true. The trust entrusted to us has never been let down. Whether in Mesopotamia or in Uruk or earlier. The bond between the companions pushes them to grow. Hassan, Sanzang, Arash, God King Ozymandiaz, and Nitocris who assisted them many times. On the road to victory, the efforts of these partners played a crucial role. And in the video. The Chaldeans who broke into the holy tower of the holy city will face even more difficult tests. In the hall of the holy city. The knight known as the prototype of the White Horse Rider stands here. Gawain, the Sun Knight. He became the last barrier preventing everyone from moving forward. Chapter 116. Masters of Chaldea, why are you here? (7) The story is gradually approaching its final chapter!

The grand epic that began in the Holy City is about to come to an end. Most of the audience on the screen were sweating at this moment. I feel happy but also sad. Praise Bedivere's persistence and path to atonement. Congratulations to Mashu for her gradual transformation in this chapter, witnessing Ritsuka's constant growth. We admire the glory of the heroes and sigh at their departure.