Drowning in the sea is a very, very, very bad thing. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Seawater poured into the mouth is not only salty but also astringent, seeping into the eyes, will kill the eyes and hurt, if you accidentally choke into the nostrils, boom! I haven't choked on that sourness, so if you're interested, you can try it.

Garon relied on his extraordinary physique and amazing willpower to hold his breath frantically in the sea water for a full five minutes, even if there was no small universe, his ability was not covered.

But for people drowning in a closed space, it's useless at all, five minutes may be the difference between five minutes and fifty minutes, and five minutes is not different from five seconds at all.

When the last bit of oxygen in his lungs turned into a bubble in his mouth, Garon finally regretted it, he had known that he had listened to Sachar, whether he wanted to be a servant or a traitor, he only had peace of mind to be his shadow, even if he died in battle, it would be glorious, at least he would not have to die alone in this seaside prison that no one knew.

Consciousness began to disappear little by little, and all the previous scenes flashed in my mind, and the experience of this night in the astrological mound was like an invisible hand, controlling everything.

Where did Lexia and Dismusk go? Who is the person who disguised the scene destruction as a galactic starburst? And the Pope......

If Garon is given a little more time, maybe he will be like Sherlock Holmes, stringing all the clues together, and expelling all the most unlikely, whatever is left, even if it is no longer possible, it must be the truth.

Pity......

Garon spread his limbs and floated and sank in the water, and without a sound, a punch of crabs suddenly appeared at the bottom of the sea, surrounded him, and dragged him to the bottom of the sea.

A blood-stained figure in golden armor staggered to the outside of the prison, stumbled under his feet, and fell to the ground.

In the temple, Sachar was lying on the ground waiting to die, and Aiolos stood in front of him, his right fist clenched, and the golden universe was already burning more and more in anger.

"Don't you have anything to say?"

Lying on the ground, Sachar's lips opened and closed, and finally turned into a helpless sigh, hoping that his death could wake up the ignorant brother and let him replace him and devote himself to the future holy war.

Aiolos had red eyes, slowly raised his hand, and his fist was already shining with golden light, like an arrow on the string, and he had to send it.

"Goodbye, dear friend!"

Atomic Lightning Lightspeed Punch!

The fist slashed, and in the space, countless fists were like rays of light, cutting the space, like a dream technique, and its powerful attack and destructive power seemed to be able to destroy everything.

Zachar on earth was shrouded in that space of destruction.

“Excalibur！”

A figure flashed in front of Sagar, his hands flashing with golden light, like two golden swords, the swords were unsheathed, and they swung in front of him into a sword dance.

The two of them collided with each other, making a violent explosion.

The Holy Sword was originally more offensive than defensive, and it was used to resist the Lightspeed Fist of Aiolos, purely attacking the strength of the other with its own shortcomings.

In the explosion, Shura was naturally knocked out by the huge energy, and on his body, he was rubbed by the fist that was not guarded, and countless wounds were cut, but fortunately, Saga on the ground was saved.

It's also that Aiolos doesn't have all his strength, otherwise, with Shura's ability, simple defense will only kill him and Saga on the spot.

Seeing Shura, covered in blood and tossed aside like rags, Aiolos' grief-stricken heart suddenly tightened.

"Shura! Are you okay! Aioros rushed up to help Shura, and Saga on the side struggled to get up, looking at the little brother who had risked his own life to save himself.

"It's okay," Shura stood up with the help of Aiolos, moved his hands and feet, signaled that he was okay, looked at Aiolos, and then looked at Saga on the ground, "I'm afraid it's the two seniors who are really in trouble." ”

Sachar was silent

Aiolos gloomed, "Your Excellency, you're dead. ”

Shura clenched his fists, "I know. ”

"What?" Zaga and Aeolos turned their heads in unison.

"I know the truth." Shura said categorically.

At night, Shura was alone on the roof of the Capricorn Palace, looking at the starry sky, waiting for the momentous moment, the arrival of the goddess Athena.

In the night, the two of them quietly went down the mountain and went to the astrological hill, although they did not alarm anyone, but Shura saw it really, it was Pope Shi Ang and Lexia.

Looking at the appearance of the two, they seemed to be a little nervous and hurried.

Shura was not an eventful person, but after the two left, he was always restless, and under the ghost's request, Shura quietly slipped down and followed behind the two.

On the astrological mound, everything that happened was seen by Shura.

After the two had an argument, Lexia suddenly killed the killer, used the Aries moves, killed Pope Sion, and used the Gemini Galaxy Starburst to cover up the traces of the battlefield, and finally when he went down the mountain to chase down Dismask and Garon, he was dragged by Dismask to Huangquan Biliangpo with corpse gas.

"What do you say! You said...... The man who killed the Pope! Aiolos grabbed Shura's shoulders in disbelief.

The person who killed the Pope was Lexia, don't be kidding, Shi Ang is Lexia's closest person, how could he kill his master, and besides, for such an absurd reason.

"Lexia, you don't agree with me being the pope?" Saga stood up on his legs, muttering to himself.

Shura nodded.

Aiolos staggered, "Why, I never wanted to compete with Zachar for the papal throne, why do I do this, why?" ”

On this night, Aeolos couldn't remember how many whys he asked, it was supposed to be the great day of Athena's arrival, but the people around him did so many things, and he was like a fool, in doubts and contradictions, sad, remorseful, crying, fists and feet with his brothers, and even, at that moment just now, he really seemed to kill Zachar in front of him.

Stiffly turned his face to look at Zachar, but he couldn't see his face clearly, the night was thicker, Zaga's hair was darker because of the bloodstains, and the original sea blue hair looked like it had been dyed black.

"What you said, is it true?"

Zachar's voice was low, sinking like a pool of desperate stagnant water, and the wind could not carry the slightest ripple.

Aiolos turned his head to look at Shura, his eyes flickering, hoping to hear a negative answer from his mouth, even though he knew that it was simply impossible.

Sure enough, Shura nodded solemnly and earnestly.

Hopes are dashed, and hatred skyrockets in an instant.

'You don't want me to be the Pope, you think I'm going to bring destruction to the Sanctuary, Aeoros is your brother since childhood, am I'll? For him, you'd rather kill your own master, and for him, you'd rather destroy me! ’

"Huh!"

The laughter came from Zachar's scattered hair, and Aioros looked over it, only to realize that Zachar's hair was not blackened with blood, but gradually turned from the roots to a thick black color.

Black Satan descended and was forced to become a demon.

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