There are only 100 million people in India, and the rest are livestock.

Although this sentence is somewhat exaggerated, it also more or less illustrates the situation, especially in the 80s, when all kinds of media were controlled by the state, the army could do whatever it wanted, and the people would only see what needed to be made for them.

After all, in those days, you couldn't expect to take an apple out of your pocket and take a picture and post it on Weibo.

So although the black-skinned officer was a little embarrassed, he didn't care too much. Seeing that the matter was revealed, he let go instead, and with a wave of his hand, the muzzle of the tank creaked at the car.

Yingluo and the three of them got out of the car, looked the tank up and down in surprise, and asked with great interest, "Do you know how to drive a tank?"

The dark wizard who was shrunk behind was happy when he heard it, they were familiar with this routine.

Sure enough, after hearing the negative answer, the black-skinned officer was punched in the head by Yingluo.

After that, the three of them naturally transferred to the tank and drove all the way north, speeding towards Rupandehi on the border, with countless large and small pursuers hanging behind their buttocks. Yingluo sat on the machine gun position and laughed very happily, and Miro and Dismask looked dead and sighed incessantly.

"The Saint Seiya who grabbed the tank, I guess we are already sinners in the Sanctuary, right?" said Miro with a sad face.

Dismusk held his head and said with a look of a san value that was about to fall out: "This must be a dream, this must be an illusion!"

The soldier driving the tank suddenly said weakly: "Big, my lord, there is the border line ahead, do you want to stop?"

Ying Luo waved his hand: "There is no nationality in the eyes of the Saint Seiya, for the sake of the goddess, rush me!"

You're not a Saint Seiya at all, are you!!

Now even Miro's SAN value has bottomed out.

The barbed wire fence along the border was as vulnerable to tanks as tissue paper, and they entered Nepal with dust. But the pursuers behind did not have the courage, and armed crossing of the border would cause international disputes, and they could only obediently stop and report to their superiors, watching them disappear without a trace.

Nepal was also confused, what is India going to do? Is it starting a war? The Nepalese president broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly sent troops to support the border. India is hard to say, but seeing that the Nepalese troops are gathering more and more, they are also afraid that the other side will push in with a counterattack, so they can only increase their troops to defend, so in one night, a large number of troops have gathered on the border between the two countries, and both sides are terrified, for fear that they will accidentally go wrong.

And the initiator of all this has successfully arrived at the Lumbini Garden in Rupandehi in a tank.

It is said to be the birthplace of Shakyamuni and the private garden of Lumbini, the wife of King Shanjue of the ancient Indian kingdom of Kapila, and has now become a tourist attraction, and as one of the holy places of Buddhism, it has created a lot of foreign exchange for Nepal.

"It looks like a broken garden, and it's nothing special. Yingluo put up a pergola and looked around.

Dismask said weakly: "Probably there is an enchantment like the Sanctuary, I can feel the space in front of me being folded." ”

Since he often opens the portal to the underworld, Dismask's words are still very credible, and Yingluo nodded and asked, "Then how do you open this space?"

"It's like picking a lock, generally all you need is a key. ”

", the point is that we don't have the key!"

Dismask said with a bitter face: "I'm going to make a 'master key', but it will take some time." ”

When Miro heard this, he immediately sneered: "Yo, do you still have the skill of sliding the door and picking the lock?

Seeing that the two of them were about to tear up again, Yingluo waved his hand and said, "No need, the master is already here." ”

As soon as the words fell, two figures suddenly fell from the sky, dismantling the tank into pieces with a few brushstrokes, and scattering parts all over the ground.

The three of Yingluo had already jumped to the side, and when they raised their eyes, they saw that two people, one tall and one short, were standing not far away, and said highly: "Heavenly Leg Star Vedishe." The short one said, "Celestial Arm Star Kshatriya!" and then the two of them said together: "Athena's lackey, dare to disturb the sleep of the Burning Sky God, unforgivable!" As he spoke, two powerful small universes surged from them, both of them at the level of the seventh sense.

Yingluo said with a smile: "You two are in this style, one is tall and one is short, one is fat and one is thin, it's a pity not to talk about cross talk." ”

Vedisha shouted angrily: "Saint Seiya, deceive people too much!"

Kshatriya also burst into rage: "Athena must pay the price!"

Hey, the guy scolding you isn't a Saint Seiya!

Miró and Dees's faces darkened.

At this time, Yingluo raised his fist again, and said righteously: "If you dare to insult Athena, the Saint Seiya will never forgive you!"

When the Vaishyas and Kshatriyas heard this, they shouted, "Saint Seiya, we will never die with you!"

Yingluo continued to arch the fire: "Come on, come on, Saint Seiya is not afraid of challenges!"

Seeing Vaishyas and Kshatriyas rushing over, Yingluo raised his hand and pushed Dismask and Miro up, and shouted loudly: "Two to two, we Saint Seiya don't take advantage of you!"

"Good coming!" Vaishyas and Kshatriyas raised their hands.

"Primordial Sweep!"

"Primordial Giant Fist!"

Dismask and Miro were driven to the shelves, and Yingluo was scolded half to death in his heart. But seeing the opponent's attack coming, there is only one way to fight.

"Corpse Qi Underworld Wave!"

"Scarlet Poison Needle!"

The four small universes collided with each other in pairs, and the entire ground was slashed by one layer with a bang, and the buildings of the Lumbini Garden were almost half collapsed.

Speaking of which, although Vaishya and Kshatriya are a bit two, their strength is leveraged, and Dis and Miro, who are not wearing holy clothes, have suffered a slight loss. Seeing this, the two of them were not hypocritical, and immediately summoned the golden holy clothes of Cancer and Scorpio, and saw a burst of golden light surging, and after the two of them finished dressing, the golden universe immediately burned as if gasoline had been added, and steadily suppressed the Vaishyas and Kshatriyas.

Dis faced Vaishya, Miro faced Kshatriya, and the four of them fought vigorously, fists to the flesh. Lumbini Garden can also be regarded as pouring blood mold, and with these four great gods, it is estimated that even the fossils in the ground are about to be turned out.

Yingluo squatted from a distance and watched, deeply dissatisfied with the performance of Dees and Miro. Obviously, the small universe stabilized the opponent's head, and there was a golden holy robe as a turtle shell, but it couldn't give a decisive blow.

Dis wanted to use the corpse qi to send the other party into the underworld, but the Vaishyas could always dodge it at the critical moment, and Miro was even more exaggerated, poking several holes in the Kshatriya's body, but none of them were critical, saying that he would not really kill the other party until the fifteenth poke.

Isn't this death?

Can you poke him in the arm, directly in the head and heart? With such an ink, the villain will not only die from talking too much, but also from shaking too long before the move, okay!

But think about it, Miro's scarlet poison needle in the comics blows badly, but it doesn't seem to have killed anyone at all, either it was interrupted or his own men showed mercy.

Yingluo can see that if Dice is a mage who can open portals, then Miro is a warlock who gives people DOT, and it takes fifteen jumps to exert the maximum power of DOT.

I wanted to form a kitchen knife team all the way through, but it ended up attracting two French systems to fill up the numbers, no wonder the rhythm is always wrong along the way!

Thinking of this, she didn't bother to wait any longer, rushed into the battlefield of four people in three or two, raised her foot and kicked at Dis and Miro, and heard two knocks, and the two of them were planted in the ruins on the side like cannonballs.

The Vaishyas and Kshatriyas were stunned at once, and they said in their hearts that the Saint Seiya has a tradition of killing each other, why did they suddenly beat their own people?

But Yingluo didn't care what they thought, and rushed straight towards the two. The two of them were startled, woke up from their stupor, and raised their hands to punch them. This kind of straight punch without fancy, is powerful, but it is still too tender to deal with an old fritter like Yingluo, just a glance, and he recognized the way of boxing. She tilted her head and twisted her waist like a slippery loach out of her fist, and came to them with a gust of wind under the surprised gaze of the Vaishyas and Kshatriyas.

The tender white little hand pressed on the chest of the two, Ying Luo smiled like a harmless little white flower, revealing four neat teeth, hooking the pink tongue in the ruddy lips, and naughtily said five words: "Lushan Bailongba!"

For a while, the wind was raging, the dragon groaned, and the Vaishyas and Kshatriyas were instantly swallowed up by the dragon, and flew into the sky in a whirlwind, and after about five or six seconds, a standard chariot fell heavily to the ground.

"It's better to cut off one of his fingers than to hurt his ten fingers, or if he doesn't fight, he will be beaten to death! You fancy guys, throw them at me and feed them to the dogs as soon as possible!" After Yingluo finished speaking, regardless of the embarrassed expressions of Diess and Miro, he scooped up the Vaishyas and Kshatriyas from the ground, and asked with a smile: "I came from afar, didn't you say that you invited me in for a cup of tea?"

The Vaishyas and Kshatriyas ate a shot of the Lushan Hundred Dragons at zero distance, and blood was gushing out of their mouths, but even so, they couldn't do it: "Lumbini Garden, our holy land...... Never let the infidels enter ......"

"Well, when it comes to religion, it becomes very troublesome. Yingluo raised his fist: "I have no choice but to send you to see your Burning Sky God." ”

At this moment, a gentle voice suddenly sounded in everyone's ears: "Vaishyas, Kshatriyas, open the gate and invite the guests of the Sanctuary to come in!"

Vaishyas and Kshatriyas' faces were full of reluctance, but they did not dare to refute, so they could only nod.

Yingluo smiled: "It seems that there are still people who understand." As he spoke, he let go of his hand.

Vaishyas and Kshatriyas knelt on the ground, recited a Buddhist scripture, and the space in front of them fluctuated, opening a three-meter-high and two-meter-wide opening, inside which was an endless grassland, faintly with two small universes of strong and weak coming out.

Dis and Miro looked at each other and said in surprise: "It's Saga!"