On the scorched and blackened earth, black shadows approached, greedy, cold-blooded, arrogant, and did not dare to persecute excessively.

Because the Silver Saint Seiya in front of them has not yet fallen.

The silver breastplate cracked a few holes, and the man knelt on the ground with a harp, guarding the twenty or so villagers behind him.

His face is very good-looking, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a soft and quiet temperament, he should be a man with a good temper in normal times. But now there is no compromise in his expression, and his perseverance as a warrior has awakened.

"The legendary Saint Seiya, Lyra Olufei, didn't expect to meet you here."

With rounded bangs and slightly hooked ends, the exotic warrior stepped forward, followed by dozens of underworld soldiers, some were waiting for instructions, some were ready to move, and some dragged lifeless corpses as their trophies.

"Let my Farao of the Celestial Beast give you a ride with this magic harp."

With the piano in his hand, Falao was about to pluck the strings, but he heard a man behind him.

"Falao, Master Pandora has ordered that we must not harm his life."

The burly man, covered in his robes, stepped out of the soldiers and pressed Farao's shoulder.

"Are you going to disobey the Lord?"

"Heavenly Defeat Star, Lord Pandora's original words were to bring him back if the other party is willing, but do you think he will go with us in the current situation?"

The two of them looked in the direction of the Tianqin seat, and saw that the face that had been gentle in the past was already full of war.

It was a sign of fighting to the death, and the Heavenly Defeat Star had seen this on the faces of many Saint Seiyas, and he knew that the enemy in this state would become very dangerous.

Falao sneered, brushed away the Celestial Fallen Star's hand, and walked forward.

Olufi, it's my job to pluck the strings for Master Pandora and Lord of the Underworld.

How can you snatch such glory away so easily?

You will die here, Saint Seiya of Athena!

The white freezing air climbed up the edge of the piano and froze Farao's fingers, making the luthier feel very bad.

"My white bird glacier is gambling with your life, and I won't let you hurt him."

The man standing in front of Olufei had shoulder-length blond hair, a pair of ice-blue eyes under lonely eyebrows, and the wound on his left cheek did not ruin his handsome appearance, but added a touch of warrior fortitude.

"My master Ka Miao, I will use your professor's fist to repel them again!"

The cuirass is like the wings of the white bird, and the waist armor is like a steel feather together, and the fighter who houses the soul of the white bird condenses the frozen air on his right fist,

"DiamondDust"

Disturbed by the freezing winds, Falao was soon covered in an ice shell.

"So ..... wipe out one."

The release of the frozen air consumed Binghe's few physical strengths, and he managed not to fall because there were still a few enemies behind Falao.

"Who's next?"

Many of the soldiers were stunned for a moment at the question of Binghe, and then burst out laughing.

"Haha~"

"Are all Saint Seiyas like this?"

"What's so funny" Binghe snorted coldly, this kind of insult was unbearable even for a warrior.

"Binghe, stand back!" , Olufei reminded,

The ice of Falao seemed to have exploded, and the man had recovered from the frozen state.

Those hundred and ten ice blades that had been shattered were affected by his strong force, and they flew towards the glacier at an extremely fast speed.

"Binghe, get out of the way!"

Pegasus spreads its wings and soars, leaving behind a blue meteor arc, and the punches shatter the ice blades to protect Binghe and Olufei.

The warrior who staggered out of the crowd was probably the youngest Saint Seiya, who seemed to be only about ten years old, and the holy clothes on his body did not seem to fit, not whether they fit well or not, but that they were not mature enough.

"Seiya, didn't you tell you not to come out?"

Binghe sighed,

"If I want to watch you die, how can I do such a thing!"

With both fists slicing across the orbits of the thirteen stars, Seiya took a step forward, his right fist breaking through the air barrier and unleashing the meaning of Pegasus.

"Pegasus Meteor Fist!"

The blue meteors mixed with the storm smashed towards Falao one by one, and the strength of the fist did not look like a teenager's trick at all.

Unfortunately, it's still too tender.

Falao's hands left the piano and took the punches in turn,

"Can this kind of fist also be called a shooting star?

It's only the speed of sound, right?

No, some of them didn't even reach the speed of sound. ”

The last blue meteor was crushed with his bare hands, and Falao's smile slowly converged,

"Little ghost, you can't hurt me with this kind of punch."

On the boat-like magic harp, the strings were plucked, and Falao said lightly,

"Olufeiyo, it is indeed worth boasting about being able to wipe out half of my army, but your life is also coming to an end.

At the very least, let me send you and these two Bronze Saint Seiyas to the underworld with the Utama.

BalanceofCurse

The sound of the magic harp is not unpleasant, on the contrary, there is a unique melody, but the heartache that follows makes it difficult to indulge in it.

Because of the front of the standing, Seiya and Binghe couldn't move, and they only felt a sharp pain in their chests. The organs that beat at an accelerated pace seem to burst out of the chest in the next second!

"Bell"

The magic harp appeared for a moment of stagnation, and one of the strings was abruptly disconnected, and Farao looked at the long piano in his arms in surprise.

"How so?"

Falao quickly found the reason, and then another melodious melody sounded in place of the magic harp's stunt, countering his body and trapping the many underworld fighters behind him.

"Seiya, Binghe, you take the villagers first."

Olufei plucked the strings as he used his remaining strength to speak,

"I can't hold them off for too long,"

"Olufei!"

"Mr. Olufi"

The villagers were anxious, moved, or frightened.

Because it is difficult to get along for many days, because of the loss of shelter and worry, and so on.

"How could I leave you just-"

Before Seiya could finish his words, he was dragged backwards by the glacier,

"Binghe, what are you doing!"

"Don't waste the time Olufi bought for us, this is not the place for you to play tricks."

Binghe glared at Seiya coldly, and the repulsive gaze made Seiya rarely calm down, and silently pushed Binghe away.

"Let's go!"

The two led the remaining villagers to retreat quickly in the direction of the village, leaving only the lonely figure of the Silver Saint Seiya.

"In this way, I ..... too"

Quietly watching their figures go away, Olufei counted the remaining time, his heart tired.

Eurydith, we had agreed to be together for the rest of our lives, but it looks like I'm going to go first.

The silver brilliance gradually brightened, like stars in the night sky, illuminating the way forward for Binghe and his group.

Seiya clashed his fist and rushed forward with his head shut, neither daring nor willing to turn back.

Until he heard a mocking male voice, sounding on the high cliff.

"Leaving behind his companions and running away in embarrassment, is this the Saint Seiya of the goddess?"