"Tower...... Tower ......" sonorous footsteps came from the mountain stone, the gold-colored boots stepped on the stone slab firmly and powerfully, Miro touched the bright red long nails and walked in front of Alubio step by step, this silver saint warrior comparable to gold, his posture is still as tall as ever, but the wind has stopped, the chains are no longer spinning, and the bright eyes can no longer make a chilling gaze.

Miro took a step forward, leaning out half of his body, his eyes resting on Alubio's back, a bright red rose, thriving in this blooming season, with blood as a raw material, and the petals faded with a blood-red glow.

Miró stretched out his hand, his bright nails shining so brightly in the reflection of the sun, he gently pulled out the rose, and a rainbow erupted from Alubio's back, a red rainbow accompanied the burly man, and at this moment he fell down with a thud as if he had lost his soul.

The death of his opponent did not attract Miro's attention, he was more interested in looking at the rose in his hand, the petal branches still had the breath of blue and white devouring, it absorbed life, but also overdrew the last life force of the rose.

The corners of Miro's mouth twitched, he snorted lightly, and threw it casually, a few petals fell to the ground, and the rose burned in the air with blue and white fireworks, falling to the ground, and the residual flames swayed Miro's gradually blurred figure until the figure disappeared, until the fireworks went out.

Adorned with only a few petals on the cliffs, there is Arubio, an abandoned warrior.

The battle for the mountain is over, but the flames are still spreading throughout the island, and the flames are still on. On the beach, the intertwined black skirts are dotted with red lines, the breeze blows, the skirts flutter, the two black silks sway in the sun, and the soldiers scattered on the beach can be seen through the crossed legs, and there are broken armor on the sand.

The black leather boots stopped walking, and the two tall figures stopped swaying. Under the light of the beach, it is the Mai Zhuo and Weiss who are concentrated in the Eight Masters of Heaven.

"Jenny, you go quickly. A bronze saint who stood up from the beach, panting for breath, said with a resolute expression.

"I can't leave my comrades behind. Behind the man, a figure slowly rose up, the cyan holy clothes lost their former brilliance, the long hair and waist-length gold threads were messy like a ball of seaweed at the moment, the blue eyes were like the sea and the sky, and the weak gaze actually revealed a kind of tenacity. "The Chameleon Bronze Saint Seiya never flinched. ”

Look at this scene of life and death, it has always been this helpless emotion, and there are no new tricks. Mai Zhuo had an intoxicated expression, licked the blood on his fingers, and his eyes were blurred like an infatuated woman in love, so he looked at the blonde girl and said.

"I've come up with a good idea. There was a buzzing sound in his burly posture.

"Can you defeat them?" asked Jenny innocently, her eyes fixed on the back that seemed to be able to block the wind and rain.

"No, I can hold them back for a minute...... and then the man felt a little embarrassed, and instantly changed his words, "Thirty seconds, or ten seconds, no less......"

"Hehehe......" Mai Zhuo on the other side finally couldn't help laughing, "Don't say that you are honest, you are still quite loving." ”

While Mai Zhuo covered his mouth and chuckled, the male warrior suddenly threw out the chain in his hand, which was the blade that had been passed down from generation to generation on Fairy Island.

"A sheep is a sheep, after all, it is the belly of a lion and a tiger, and dealing with these invisible darkness is the definition of our existence by that adult. Weiss on the side grabbed her brown hair, revealing a pair of greedy and aggressive eyes, slightly tilting her head, making it impossible to see her wild appearance, she stretched out her right hand, her five fingers rushed, and a burst of red suddenly flashed in her palm.

For a moment, the red light on the beach was shining, and in a moment the light quickly contracted and gathered on the surface of the woman's body, Weiss seemed to be stimulated by an unknown pleasure, and her whole body was fully extended, her arms were outstretched, her body was backwards, her knees were forward, and the wild peaks and mountains were majestic as if she was about to break through the shackles of the red tight clothes on her chest.

"The Gate of Heaven!" Between the light and darkness of heaven and earth, a red lightning bolt was drawn and passed through.

Mai Zhuo, who was smiling on the side, had a flash of essence in his lazy eyes, as quiet as a virgin and moving like a rabbit, like an arrow of thunder coming first, and actually surpassed Wei Si, who initiated the kill.

At the end of the shore, the tide of the sea ebbed and flowed, and the blood-red color gradually infected the sky blue.

"Why save her?" Weiss tilted her head sideways and squinted back, a hint of danger in her eyes.

Mai Zhuo behind him, her slender posture was vividly unfolded, one hand choked Jenny's throat, and she stood straight to hang the female warrior high, and fortunately Mai Zhuo was tall and long legs to make such a move, but listening to Weisz's words, it proved that the female warrior was not dead. Mai Zhuo chuckled and turned his head and said, "You can only catch big fish by putting a long line, don't you want to pull a few more big people into the water." ”

Weisi's slightly narrowed eyes were curved like crescent moons, and after a while, her leisurely and somewhat trembling voice came, "This kind of world will be more exciting." ”

It seems to be suppressed excitement, like waiting for a long time......

Sicily, Louis Manor. The grass is green, and the willows are in the back garden.

A row of bodyguards dressed neatly and uniformly in black form a parallel line with the bottom of the villa.

"Carmen, this character you arranged for me...... His life story sounds like a heroic biography. Lying on the bench, Dismask looked at the profile of the character in his hand, frowned and said, "But this person, why doesn't he look like a hero." ”

Dismask put down the information, stood up and looked at the wizard who was tied up at his feet, with a rag in his mouth, whining and begging for mercy.

Carmen wiped the non-existent sweat from his head, and he didn't think that this famous and honorable wizard, Mr. Gilderoy Lockhart, was a parallel import. When he receives an order from the Godfather that he wants to go to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, he needs to arrange an identity. He did his best to collect some wizarding information on the European continent, and wanted Li Dai Taozhuang to replace an existing wizard to go to the school of witchcraft and wizardry, so as not to be suspected by Hogwarts, and in the selection of wizards, he also tried to exclude those famous and famous wizards, and unknown wizards did not meet the identity of the godfather.

After checking and checking, finally a name and deeds entered Carmen's field of vision, famous, identious, but rarely faced, the important thing is that this wizard's self-promotion advertised as a heroic character, Carmen thought about it, and always felt that this character was very suitable for his godfather, hero, positive character .......

While Carmen was still quite uncomfortable, the sound of high heels touching the ground gradually came, and Amelia, one of the giants of the black party, wore a brown trench coat, swayed her body, and stepped on black boots step by step.

"Master, here are some magic items from Gilderoy Lockhart, an invitation to the Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and lesson preparation materials. ”

Dismask didn't raise his head, just waved his hand behind him, and a figure quickly came to put away the information, that graceful figure was clearly Jane, a female vampire who had just joined the gang.

"Is she okay?" was silent for a while, and then Dismask asked without a word.

Amelia knew who her master cared about, and replied softly, "Everything is fine when the little master returns, but there is a lot of silence." ”

Dismusk stood up, turned his head, and looked at the second floor of the villa, coincidentally, a small figure in the window was also looking down, his eyes collided slightly and then flashed, when Dismusk blinked, and looked again, there was ...... There is no one left.

"She's still hating me. Dismusk withdrew his gaze and sighed softly in his heart. He bent down to pick up the suit that had fallen on the bench, put it on his tall figure, and said.

"Jane and Alice have some things to prepare, we're going to spend some time at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. ”