At this time, it was still early in the morning in the Holy Domain, and except for the patrolmen on duty and a few cultivation maniacs, most of the normal people were in their sleep. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the Papal Chamber, the black-haired Pope was still awake.

Because this is no longer the story of the Saint Seiya you are familiar with, the handsome black-haired guy is not unable to sleep because he is struggling and crazy.

On the contrary, he was thinking about the darkness that had been growing more and more restless lately.

In a sense, Hesa's character was more suitable for being pope in times of war than Aeolos.

The large papal hall was pitch black, except for the window, where a ray of moonlight shone down to illuminate Sachar's frowning handsome face.

Since that night, the eyebrows have not been stretched.

Da, da, da......

The sound of crisp footsteps came from behind him, and Saga didn't look back.

The door of the Pope's Hall is never locked, which is not only an encouragement to all the Saints in the Sanctuary, but also the absolute confidence of the 'strongest Saint Seiya' Gemini Sachar.

If the enemy can quietly break into the Pope's Chamber, then a hundred gates in time will be irresistible.

As the footsteps approached, the fluctuations from the small universe were familiar to Sagar, but the faint coercion mixed with them made him strange and palpitating.

Although the strength of that small universe is far behind, there is a sense of powerlessness that is absolutely crushed in the realm.

"Humph!"

Sacharem snorted, the small universe stirred, and the coercion on the future was swept away, and he didn't look back after that, just looked at the blurred figure on the window, and didn't say a word.

The so-called static braking, unchanged to respond to all changes, as the first person in the strength and status of the Holy Domain, without knowing the identity of the enemy, he will only show cowardice if he opens his mouth, it is better to hide clumsy, silently pretend to be forced, and it can also appear a little more unfathomable.

Silence, silence broken, after all, there is no one who has been a pope for many years, and his qi cultivation kung fu is second only to Sachar's Sachar.

"Zachar!"

The majestic female voice spoke, and the powerful coercion suddenly became larger as the voice spread, spreading out to the surroundings like substance.

Sachar's breath stirred, and he almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

It was silent, even the wind outside the window disappeared, and the clouds quietly gathered, almost pressing overhead.

A force pressed against Zachar, forcing him to kneel to the ground.

"Humph!"

Saga snorted coldly again, in the face of the suppression of the realm, the stubborn explosion of the small universe reached the limit in an instant, the limit of human beings - the peak of the seventh sense.

The seventh sense is the highest level that a human saint can comprehend, and the eighth sense, the alaya consciousness, is called the realm of the gods.

In addition to the mythological era, among the saints of the past dynasties, only a few amazing talents can comprehend the legendary eighth sense, and they are all people who are favored by the gods.

Being able to cultivate the small universe to the peak of the seven senses in the peaceful age of twenty years old, Saga is definitely a genius among geniuses.

It's a pity that the seventh sense is the seventh sense after all, and if you don't break through that boundary, you won't be sure to break it in the face of the predicament in front of you.

Saga's muscles were tense, his back was already soaked with sweat, his teeth clicked, and the corners of his mouth were stained red with scarlet blood.

Despite this, he still stubbornly persevered, even though his legs were overwhelmed and trembling, his upper body still stood straight.

The long hair like night exploded in the darkness, and the melancholy eyes still radiated an unyielding light in the middle of the night.

Turning his body with difficulty, Sachar's anger has nowhere to be placed, since Lexia 'made trouble in the Heavenly Palace', he has not suffered such humiliation as the Pope, and now I don't know where the cats and dogs came from, they dare to force themselves to bow down, so that he is the embodiment of the gods, how can His Highness Heisa, the strongest in the Holy Land, be embarrassed!

"Humph! Sagar~" The intruder behind him was still not conscious at all, and began to chatter.

"I am the true god from Mount Olympus, and I can grant you power beyond mortals, so that you can be freed from the shackles of the human body and become a being worthy of us."

Saga turned, and finally saw the person who came.

A tall and beautiful woman, slender but with touching chest muscles, a wide red headcoat can't hide her proud existence at all. The long gray-blue hair is windless, the expression is solemn, and the eyes are shining in the dark, as if they can shine into people's hearts, reaching the deepest evil of people's hearts.

Seeing this familiar and pretty face that she hadn't seen for six years, Saga obviously hesitated, and with her appearance, all kinds of past scenes emerged in front of her like a movie, and the memories that she thought she had let go of and lost came back to her heart, as if they were still there, never far away.

"Alice?!" Saga murmured, her pure black hair faded slightly.

Seeing the hesitation in Sagar's eyes, a trace of ripples appeared on the solemn face of the woman named Alice, "Sagar ......"

Seeing that a bloody drama of knowing the way back, hugging and crying, and complaining to each other is about to be staged.

Things magically changed when the two people looked at each other.

Alice alleviated her suppression of Saga because of her emotional fluctuations, but Saga did not appreciate it, but took advantage of a momentary gap, the small universe suddenly exploded, forcibly moved a distance to the side, and instantly broke free from the suppression.

The long black hair flew in the air again, dancing insolently, black dripping ink, and the wide papal robe swayed, revealing the golden holy clothes inside.

"Name and come from, intruder!"

"Huh?" Doubts appeared on Alice's face, and then her expression disappeared, she became contemptuous, and shook her head and said, "Interesting, Athena's Saint Seiya?" Interesting! ”

The trident in Alice's hand slammed to the ground, and in the other hand, the golden light flickered, and the oppressive force was more intense than the previous one.

"I am the evil god Eris, and now, I ask you one last time, Sachar of Gemini, are you willing to submit to me and help me overthrow Athena and rule the land?"

Saga crossed his hands in front of him, his legs bent into an arch, and his body could not withstand the intense pressure, and a mouthful of blood stalked in his throat.

"Humph!" Sacharem snorted, letting the blood mixed with sweat slide down the corners of his mouth, "Athena, I can overthrow it myself, I can also take the rule of the earth myself, why bend under you?" How can you make me submit, this is like child's play? ”

"Oh? Is this level just child's play? Alice gave a disdainful expression, "Well, what about this!" ”

Rumble!

The ground under Saga's feet shattered, his legs were dozens of centimeters into the ground, and his entire calf was almost gone.

"Poof! Ahem! Ahem! Saga could no longer suppress the blood stasis in his mouth, splashing red on the floor in front of him, although he looked miserable, but his expression became richer, his melancholy eyes were gone, and his face became a little crazy, "Ha...... Ha ha...... Hahahaha! ”

"That's right! This is the strength that a god should have, come on, evil god! Let me see if you have what it takes to make me surrender! ”

The hands crossed in front of him slowly but forcefully raised, and the golden light began to shine between the hands.

"Galactic Starburst!"

(Gundam 10086, come out and slap your face!) ）