Alice can't see the future of Dismask, but she can still give him a vague direction, the world of magic - Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, it is said that the Holy Grail War is inseparable from the Ministry of Magic of the Tower of London, but why not go to the Ministry of Magic of the Tower of London, because Alice sees the school.

At this moment, at Los Angeles International Airport, a plane bound for Europe and Italy is speeding on the runway, and with the increase in the lift of the air flow and the roar of the engine, the steel wings finally fly into the embrace of the blue sky.

On the watchtower of the international airport, in the shadow of the metal signal line, a figure gradually revealed a familiar face, her long green hair covered half of her cheeks, her eyes looked at the distant plane, crystal tears fell from the corners of her eyes, the man gave him a promise, but he did not fulfill it, he came to the Americas in person, but did not come to see her, Sharna thought.

On the plane, in the first class, in the extension of the aisle, on a row of four seats, sat four strange guys, Alice Cullen tied a napkin, a knife in her left hand and a fork in her right hand, and wanted to eat lunch on the plane, but looked at the man in front of her and put it down again, the men and women on the other side of the aisle, respectively, the guards of the original Voltouri family, the brothers and sisters Jane and Alec, given that this vampire has special abilities, Dismask left them behind, and at this moment, the brother and sister are peeking at their new owner with anxiety.

The new owner was in a daze, staring blankly at a rose in his hand, and there was not much emotion and sorrow in his blue eyes, but more of the reflection of red petals.

At this moment, Dismask's thoughts have already drifted into the distance, drifting to the sorrow and parting before the flight.

Walking on the beach in Los Angeles, Dismask was silent when he learned that the Hell Trio wanted to part.

"I'm leaving, I want to live a normal life for a few years. After the woman finished speaking, she hurriedly covered her mouth, and the dull coughing sound brought a burst of sadness, the erosion and destruction of lightning for many years, once she lost the protection of the spirit of the Heavenly King, and used lightning unscrupulously, this body could no longer bear it.

"I owe you too much," the man said.

"And what are you going to give me as a gift?" the woman pursed her lips and smiled.

"I'll help you end this era!"

The woman raised her eyes and said, the breeze was light, revealing ruby eyes, "Which era?"

The man said in a deep voice, "Painful times. ”

The woman shook her head. "So cowardly, what about your domineering?"

The man was helpless, and spread his hands and said, "Okay, the age of the gods." ”

"What's the matter with me!" the woman pursed her mouth and raised her eyebrows.

After a moment of silence, the man whispered, "I'll give you a child." ”

The woman lowered her eyes and whispered, "That was originally mine." ”

The man's eyebrows jumped, "Fake......!" bent down directly, stretched out to the crook of the woman's leg, but pounced. The woman danced like an elf, her body was like a colorful butterfly, and her short pink skirt flew continuously, accompanied by a chuckle, flew out of the man's palm, and landed gently on the side of the ship, behind her were the Seven Flails Society and Chris.

Xie Ermei smiled sweetly and said softly, "Goodbye, my little man." ”

The corners of Dismask's mouth curved slightly, revealing a far-fetched smile, and suddenly, he took out a handful of bright red roses from the hands of the entourage behind him, shook his head, and said, "Originally, I wanted to give him to you." ”

Xie Ermei tilted her head to look at the other party, then touched the side of the boat, turned over and came to the man's side again, and calmly brought the handful of flowers, "This was originally mine." ”

"What do you want?" Dismask's smile slowly retracted, and his face was full of rare seriousness.

"Simple life. The woman didn't look back, this time she didn't have any extra movements, just simply walked towards the boat step by step, she walked very slowly, because of this parting, maybe there will be no more to meet, they are not all the way after all, they have their own way of life and beliefs, the origin and the fall, in the face gradually getting older, and he is still a teenager as before, this kind of thing is absolutely impossible for Xie Ermei.

Standing at the bow of the boat, she took a deep breath of the rose, then casually left one and turned her head to say, "It's very fragrant." ”

Taking the rose casually, Dismask silently watched the ship, the vanishing figure on the side of the ship......

From the distant seaside, slowly disappear you. The originally blurry face gradually became clear, and I wanted to say something, but I didn't know where to start. Only keep it in the bottom of your heart. Walking on the beach in a daze, watching the tide come and go. In vain, I wanted to remember every wave, and I wanted to say I love you, but I was blown away in the wind. Suddenly turn around, there you are............

The plane passed through the clouds and gradually became stable, and in the first class, Dismask's hazy gaze gradually became deeper, and the blurred rose in his hand became bright red and clear.

Suddenly, Dismask's eyes froze, he seemed to have found something, his eyes moved out of the window, thousands of miles of white clouds fluttering, he couldn't see the scene on the ground clearly, he looked down, the sorrow in his heart, the separation of life and death turned into a line of murderous aura, and the blue and white light in his hand gradually devoured the bright rose.

The two women and a man sitting next to him looked at Dismask's movements with different expressions, some fearful, some shocked, and some at a loss.

The man turned his head and casually beckoned to everyone, "It's time to eat." ”

In the vast sea, the tide comes and goes, and waves hit the reef on the coast. Fairy Island, connected between the Indian Ocean and the Pacific Ocean, is an important military base overseas in the Holy Domain, which can be said to be strategically located and important, holding Eurasia, the lost island of the Eastern Union, and controlling the Himalayas in the north, which is the best barrier to restrict the southward movement of the Wulao Peak.

At this moment, this island, which is far away from the world, is actually billowing wolf smoke, and the fog of protecting the island gradually dissipates.

On a cliff on the island, the sea breeze is howling, and you can look down on the whole island and visitors from afar.

"I really didn't expect that the person who came was actually you, Scorpio Miro!" As soon as the voice fell, there was a chuckle again, "But this is also reasonable, except for the people of the 12th house, who else in the Holy Land can help me." ”

Whispered words, plain statements, but also with the pride of a strong man, because the person who guards this place is him - Alubio, the Silver Saint of the Immortal Throne, a strong man whose strength is comparable to that of the Golden Saint Seiya.

Miro was unmoved by the words, focused as always, or the other party couldn't arouse his interest at all, he stretched out his bewitching blood-red nails and licked them gently. Cai reluctantly said, "In my eyes, there is only a difference between a hunter and a prey." ”

"Are the people who come out of the Zodiac so arrogant?" Although Alubio seems to be relaxed, he has long been on guard, and no one in this world can face the Golden Saint Seiya so easily, even if it is a god! The chain in his hand slowly floated while he was talking, and gently surrounded him to form an umbrella defensive state.

Because the other party had already launched an attack without warning, as time passed, Alubio could clearly see the starlight overflowing from Milo's golden holy clothes, as well as the Scorpio Nebula gradually moving behind him. That kind of phenomenon on the surface could not make his heart tremble, but a feeling of nothingness, as if he was being targeted by some flood beast, made Alubio's heart speed too fast, and the hairs on the exposed skin of the holy robe stood up silently. This is an instinctive response of the body to a crisis.

"Restriction" Miro's eyes became brighter as he looked at Alubio, as if a teenager saw an intoxicating beauty, and his blood was full of blood.

"That's how it feels!" The white light on Alubio's sacred robe was brighter, and the totem behind him was clearer, which was a sign of the small universe running at full speed, and the chains on his hands rotated more rapidly, which put the pressure in front of him, but the pressure continued. Although it is said that the strength of the Immortal Throne is comparable to gold, it is not a golden saint after all.

The defeat may only be time, all he can do is delay time, so that the Bronze Saint Seiya of the Fairy Island vein can escape.

"It's over!" Miro chuckled, and the red that penetrated the liquid became even more bloody, and a red lightning bolt was drawn between heaven and earth, shuttling through the space.

"Huh?!" The finger movement paused slightly, but the red light had already been emitted, and Miro frowned, his eyes narrowed, and he watched the red light break through the chain and pass through Alubio's body.

But in Miró's mind, it was clearly reflected that before the red light arrived, Alubio's nervous stagnation of the nebula chain, although it was only a millisecond, as if the chain defense was broken by a poisonous needle.