Thanks to the powerful properties of the two cosmic fragments, Hao Ren had already finished the battle. On the other hand, Hasse's battle was surprisingly smooth — he did not even need any help.
Hasse raised his silver-white sword, which was burning with sacred flame, and slashed at Hasse's shoulder. Hasse raised his sword to block and threw out a rune card. Hasse blocked the rune magic and kicked Hasse from his blind spot. Hasse sent Hasse flying, and Hasse followed up with a Sacred Flame fireball. Hasse was utterly defeated, and Hasse followed up with another attack.
Anyway, don't expect to understand the relationship between the two of them. You just need to know that the two of them were fighting fiercely.
Hao Ren, Lily, and Hessiana watched from the side. Lily craned her neck, her face full of excitement. "Mr. Landlord, Mr. Landlord, should we go and help?"
Hao Ren thought for a moment and said, "Damn, they look exactly the same. I don't know who is who."
Hessiana was also stunned. She could not help but mutter when she heard Hao Ren's words, "Is this old man that poor? He has been wearing the same clothes from 44 BC to 1400 AD, not even changing his shoes."
"I heard from White Flame that the demon hunter's uniform has not changed for thousands of years, especially Hasse, who is an antique. He usually wears nothing but work clothes. When you open the wardrobe, the scene inside is like a copy and paste. To tell you the truth, they only care about practicality. Although the weapons and equipment are updated every few days, the style has not changed much. "
Hessiana twitched her mouth and said, "Tsk, tsk, the quality of life is really low. I have lived for thousands of years in vain."
The three onlookers were unscrupulously gossiping. The two people who were fighting fiercely on the field — one person? Veins popped on their foreheads at the same time, and they almost said in unison, "Are you done?"
Hao Ren was speechless. "… Damn, they're talking to each other."
As they spoke, the outcome of the battle between the two Hasseys on the field was gradually determined.
After a series of dazzling sword dances, one of the Hasseys finally stumbled and revealed a flaw. This time, the flaw was undoubtedly fatal. The sword in his hand was knocked away in the next round, and the runic shield around him also shattered. Then, a card with Letta runes flew into his arms. After a close range explosion, the old demon hunter was blown dozens of meters away and passed out.
He was not killed by such a powerful explosion and was only in a deep coma. This was enough to prove how powerful he was.
Hasse, who was still standing on the field, heaved a sigh of relief. "Phew … It's really stressful to fight against myself …"
With that, he sheathed his sword and walked towards Hao Ren. But before he could take a step, Hessiana shouted, "Stand there and don't move! Match the secret code first! "
How could an old-fashioned hunter keep up with Little Bat's train of thought? He was stunned. "Yes, what secret code?"
Hessiana put her hands on her waist. "Where did Napoleon die in the end? Who was the president of the United States in 1962? What is White Flame's favorite book? "
"Napoleon died on the island of St. Helena. The president of the United States in 1962 was John F. Kennedy, who died in 1963. White Flame's favorite … ahem …" Hasse did not know whether to laugh or cry (his face did not have such an expression anyway).
The old demon hunter coughed awkwardly and tried to straighten his back. "It's the Compendium of Magic Potions that I gave her."
Hessiana squinted at the old demon hunter. "Do you dare to say that again with your own conscience?"
"Well, it's a comic book —"
"All right, all right," Hao Ren interrupted. "This is not the time for jokes. The demon hunters will send more people here at any time. After all, their commander-in-chief is fighting here."
Hasse walked over and dragged the other version of himself over, saying, "Well, it's not a big deal. "Well, I suspect that 'I' came here to check on the contamination of the radioactive fog. At this time, the Temple of Poseidon's frontal attack has ended. In the next few days, the sacred army will rely on the continuous bombardment of magic cannons to destroy the Great Barrier. At this time, there is not much need for the supreme commander to personally command, so 'I' have time to come here. We have caused a lot of noise here, and the demon hunters have not returned yet. I'm afraid we will soon attract attention. "
"What are you going to do with him?" Hao Ren glanced at the other Hasse in Hasse's hand, and his expression was quite interesting. "Did you kill him? If you can't do it, let me do it. "
"Wait, you can't kill him." Hasse immediately stopped Hao Ren, but it was not because he could not bear to kill 'himself'. "You don't understand the situation of the sacred army. A commander like me will always have a warning spell on me when I enter the battlefield. This spell is bound to my soul. Once the supreme commander is killed, the spell will be activated, and the entire army will be alerted. This spell can even transmit specific coordinates and the general information of the enemy. This is why I didn't kill him just now. I'm afraid of this. "
There was one more thing he forgot to mention. Due to the changes in the situation, his next best option was to replace the historical version of himself and infiltrate the command center of the Sacred Army. In that case, he could not kill the 44 BC version of Hasse. Otherwise, if the death notice was sent to the entire army, and he still came out alive and kicking, how could he not be exposed?
Hao Ren had also thought of this. He smacked his lips. "Tsk … this spell works as long as the host is alive, right?"
"Yes, as long as the host is alive. It's mainly a death alarm." Hasse nodded. "Do you have any ideas?"
"First, tie him up to prevent him from running away," Hao Ren said as he opened the Dimensional Pocket, took out various restraints, and put them on the fainted 44 BC version of Hasse. "Then we'll hide him …"
When Hasse saw the shackles that Hao Ren took out, he could not help but have goosebumps. He clearly remembered that it was these things that tied him up all the way in 1400 AD, and these things also reminded him of the humiliating experience of being hit on the head by Lily …
He shook his head and threw these less glorious memories aside. "Are you going to put him into the Dimensional Pocket?"
Hao Ren waved his hand. "No, I'm worried about a bug. We are about to meet Vivian. When Vivian wakes up, everything that belongs to this time and space and does not belong to our team will become information fragments. If I forget to put him out of the Dimensional Pocket at that time, who knows what will happen to him in that special space. And even if I don't do that, I don't feel comfortable putting such an uncontrollable factor in my Dimensional Pocket. I had no choice but to bring you in. Normally, I wouldn't be so reckless. "
Had it not been for his facial paralysis, Hasse would have been furious.
"Don't worry, I have a safer way …"
Hao Ren said as he tied up the BC version of Hasse to make sure that he could not move a finger even if he woke up. Everyone was a little curious. Hessiana looked around but could not find a safe hiding place. Now that the demon hunters had taken control of Mount Olympus, and the passage to the Underworld had collapsed, where else could he hide in the enemy's base camp?
Then, they saw Hao Ren took out a heavy cruise missile the size of a water tower from his dimensional pocket.
Hao Ren looked proud. "I have dismantled the combat unit. It's big enough for one person and a set of radiation shields to prevent the people inside from dying when the missile flies through the radiation clouds. Let's let this Hasse cruise around Mount Olympus. What do you think of my idea? "
Hasse stared at Hao Ren's face for a long while before he said, "I have never dug up your ancestral grave, have I?"
To be able to make such a corny joke out of a person with facial paralysis was enough to show Hao Ren's ability.
"Let's not be so picky." Hao Ren waved his hand and directed two autonomous robots to stuff the unconscious BC version of Hasse into the empty combat unit of the cruise missile. "I was riding outside the missile. You have a private room here."
Hasse was speechless.
As everyone looked up, the heavy-duty cruise missile, temporarily named "Hasse I", let out a loud roar and slowly rose into the air, spewing flames, and plunged into the surging clouds of radiation over Mount Olympus.
Once it entered the high-energy clouds, even if the demon hunters saw it rising into the air, they would not be able to shoot it down.
For a long time, the demon hunters would not know that their supreme commander had disappeared and a 'fake' had infiltrated their command system.
Almost at the same time the missile lifted off, Hao Ren sensed several powerful mental forces focusing in this direction. Then Lily wrinkled her nose and said, "Someone is coming this way, more than a hundred of them."
Hao Ren nodded slightly and looked at the old demon hunter beside him. "Hasse, I'll leave the rest to you."
The old demon hunter looked serious. "Don't worry, I have the confidence to open a path for you."
"You have to be careful." In this case, the conflict between the demon hunters and the otherworldlings was no longer a big deal. Hessiana, who was concerned about the overall situation, reminded Hasse. "Although you are indeed their real commander, after all, there is a time difference of 2,000 years. Even if you are not a fake, you are still a fake. Don't expose yourself. If things go wrong, follow the previous plan and find a way to break through to the light path platform. "
The old demon hunter turned around and waved at everyone. "Don't worry about me. I commanded this battle 2,000 years ago. Today, I am still the leader of the sacred army."
Looking at Hasse's receding figure, Hao Ren could not help but feel touched. "… This old guy is really good at acting cool."
"Why do I feel like there is a flag that I will never come back from?" Lily asked.
Hessiana said, "Ahem, can't you two say something nice?"
On the other side, after Hasse left, he sped up, flashed and sprinted all the way, and finally intercepted his old subordinates from two thousand years ago.
Looking at the familiar faces in front of him, the old demon hunter suddenly felt a little emotional.
In normal history, nearly half of these faces had disappeared forever. They fell in the war of the Twilight of the Gods and did not live to see the day when the curse was lifted.
But here, in this distorted space and time, these former comrades were still alive. Although they were just some broken and short-lived phantoms of history, at least in this small space and time, they stood here.
"Elder!" A demon hunter master saw Hasse and immediately stopped and saluted. "We just saw something strange coming from over there —"
"Don't worry, it's a 'gadget' of the remnants of Olympus." Hasse waved his hand and interrupted the demon hunter. The memory of 2,000 years ago came back to him. He knew what tone and tone he should use at this moment. "I have purified the guy who controlled that thing."
"What about Master Felix and the others who were with you?"
"I asked them to patrol other places to see if there are any similar fish that slipped through the net," Hasse said in a normal tone. "Back to the command center, I just found something. Our patrol route and sentry post need to be adjusted immediately."
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