The voice behind him appeared very suddenly, but Lexia did not panic, nor did he look back in a daze.

Because that person exudes a powerful small universe, and the small universe is peaceful, so that Le Xia can't feel any hostility, but feels warm.

So he just lowered his head and pressed his head with some stubble on the cup of the holy garment, and muttered in his mouth.

"It's all my fault, I'm sorry, it's all my ...... that hurt you"

The footsteps sounded, the man stepped forward, reached out and gently pressed on Le Xia's shoulder, and said slowly in a soft voice, "He won't blame you, sacrifice and dedication are not only the fate of the saint warrior, but also the fate of the holy clothes, the giant lord died well, you should be happy for him." ”

"However, it was because I was not strong enough that I killed him." Lexia lowered her head and blamed herself deeply.

"If you don't have enough strength, can't you get ahead?" The man asked rhetorically, "When did the Saint Seiya become a saint who would only fight with enemies who were lower than his own strength, didn't our enemies always have to be stronger than us, if the strength was not enough, then there was no need to fight the holy war from the beginning." ”

"Is that so?"

Le Xia slowly raised his head and saw that the man had long golden hair, eyebrows like two broad beans, eyes as light as autumn water, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

This person seemed to have a magical power, and when he saw his quiet smile, Le Xia didn't know why, and his heart suddenly settled down.

"Are you...... Shi Ang seniors? ”

(In LC and ND, Shion is blonde, and only in the SS anime is green-haired, so the setting here is that Shion was originally blonde, and only became green-haired after becoming a pluto fighter.) ）

Shi Ang nodded, straightened up and stretched out his hand to Lexia, "It takes more courage to live than to die, doesn't it?" ”

Rash...... The ancients said that if the clay pot is not broken from the well, the general will inevitably die in battle.

In the previous holy wars, the number of saint seiya sacrificed is unknown, let alone the saint seiya candidates, it is not too much to describe it with a tragic adjective.

But the dead are gone, and the surviving Saint Seiya still has to carry the faith and expectations of those dead comrades, and continue to fight bravely and strongly.

Just like Shi Ang and Tong Hu in the previous holy war, they are not only participants in the holy war, but also the inheritors of the holy domain, watching the elder brothers and comrades-in-arms and even the juniors fall in front of them, if they don't make themselves strong, maybe there will be nothing to do with the SS biography.

Le Xia subconsciously took that hand and stood up, looking at Shi Ang up close, although the two were about the same height, but I don't know why Le Xia always felt very small.

After experiencing the death of the Giant Lord's Holy Clothes, Lexia's attitude towards the Saint Seiyas, especially the previous generation of Gold Saints, was completely different from before.

Those who have not been on the battlefield will never know the cruelty of the battlefield, and those who have not experienced loss will never know the pain of loss.

Only by understanding these will people cherish it more.

With both hands clenched into fists, Le Xia subconsciously wanted to bow to Shi Ang, but Shi Ang gently supported him.

"I'm very pleased to see your change of mentality, but it's a pity that I don't have much time to catch up with you," Shi Ang's eyes were very gentle and kind when he looked at Lexia, and there were some small cowardices, which made Lexia have an illusion, just like the eyes of his father every time he returned home from the New Year during the Chinese New Year in his previous life.

The joy and concern of the reunited after a long absence.

After a pause, Shi Ang said with a raised face, "The Giant Lord's Holy Clothes are dead, you have two choices now, I can help you repair him, or I can teach you how to repair the Holy Clothes, but you should also know what it takes to resurrect a dead Holy Clothes." ”

Le Xia nodded, and in the SS, Mu said to Zilong that if he wanted to resurrect the dead holy clothes, he needed the saint seiya to sacrifice his life.

Although this is just what he said to scare Zilong, if you want to resurrect the holy clothes, you really need a lot of Saint Seiya's blood.

Repairing two bronze holy clothes requires more than half of the blood of Zilong's body, so repairing a silver holy robe will probably require more than one-third of the blood.

The human body dies if it loses more than a third of its blood in a short period of time.

Because the blood of the Saint Seiya is rich in the power of the small universe, it is not something that ordinary blood transfusions can make up for, so if you want to repair the Giant Lord's holy clothes, Lexia is likely to die.

With a wave of his hand, the ancient holy clothes box behind him suddenly emitted a burst of golden light, and when the light faded, a sheep's head pattern with a pair of big horns appeared on the box of the whiteboard.

"Alternatively, you can choose to inherit this Aries Golden Vestment of mine."

Only then did Lexia realize that Shi Ang, who appeared this time, was different from the previous Regulus, he was wearing a white robe instead of the Aries Golden Holy Clothes.

'Can I inherit the Aries Golden Vestment?' ’

Le Xia was stunned for a moment, the golden holy clothes, which saint warrior doesn't want it, SS Galaxy War chapter, the five little strong and the five weak fight to the death, isn't it just a golden holy clothes.

Well, this sentence is a bit nonsense, the battle for the Golden Holy Clothes is just a cover on the surface, at least none of the five Xiaoqiang joined the battle in order to get the Golden Holy Clothes.

But the appeal of the Golden Sacred Clothes to the Saint Seiya is unquestionable.

Now Shi Ang directly waved his hand to distribute the golden holy clothes, so how could Le Xia not be overjoyed.

His eyes greedily looked at the golden holy robe that glowed with golden light, but Le Xia exhaled gloomily, and when he turned to Shi Ang again, there was no sadness or joy on his face.

Poof, Lexia knelt on her legs and knocked her head deeply.

"I implore Master to teach me the method of repairing the holy clothes, in vain Lexia, I am grateful!"

Shi Ang's multiple-choice question, for Lexia, is actually a multiple-choice question.

After getting along with the Giant Throne Sacred Clothes for so long and experiencing life and death together, on the premise of knowing that the Giant Throne could still be saved, how could Le Xia abandon him and choose a golden holy clothes that was stronger than him.

There is no such thing as the strongest Holy Clothes, only the strongest Saint Seiya. I didn't dare to say it from the beginning, at least, Lexia would not take the initiative to abandon his comrades.

Looking at Lexia who was kneeling on the ground, Shi Ang didn't have any surprise, as if all this had been expected by him.

Stretching out his hand to stroke Lexia's head, Shi Ang sighed infinitely, "After going through so many things, ...... You can still maintain a pure heart, and I am very happy for the teacher. You're nice, nice......"

Lexia raised her head and shouted excitedly, "Thank you, Master!" Master is above, please accept the apprentice's worship! ”

Finally, I don't have to worry about the holy clothes anymore, I can take care of him myself in the future!

Helping Lexia up, Shi Ang stretched out his hand to the holy clothes box behind him, and the golden light on the holy clothes box quickly faded into a streamer and flew into his hands, and finally turned into several golden tools, which were the ones Mu used to repair the holy clothes.

Handing the tools to Lexia, Shion reached out again and grabbed a small pile of materials from the holy suitcase, "These are the tools and materials, and the rest will be left to you." ”

Lexia looked at the holy wardrobe suspiciously, could that thing be a magical pocket from the world of 'Doraemon', how could there be everything.

Listening to Shi Ang's words, Le Xia was stunned, "Hey, Master, wait a minute, you haven't taught ...... yet"

Shi Ang's eyebrows suddenly emitted a circle of mental ripples, and Le Xia hit the ripples, and his head was instantly stunned, and at the same time, some knowledge and memories about the holy clothes began to emerge in his mind.

There are a total of seventy-nine constellations of the knowledge of the Holy Clothes, which is also the total number of Saint Seiya of the previous generation of Jihad.

Not only that, but Shion also taught Lexia something other than repairing the holy clothes.

When Lexia opened his eyes, there was no longer Shi Ang's shadow in the room, and the holy wardrobe on the ground still maintained a dilapidated and quaint appearance, as if nothing had happened.

Le Xia was getting up, bowing deeply to the holy suitcase, and silently said in his heart, thank you, Master. 8)