“God-Cloth?”

The eyes in the bright red mask sharpened, "Why do you know this, Garon?" ”

Garon was silent for a moment, then said sadly.

"Naturally, the Norse sage told me."

The sadness on Garon's face resonated with the Pope, and the loss of an old friend was a pain he could not let go.

Unlike ordinary people, he can't even show too sad emotions, and can only keep suppressing them until he is free.

"What else did he tell you?"

Garon shook his head, and Shion thought that his old friend had only mentioned it slightly,

"Doesn't the Pope know the function of the Holy Vestment?"

Garon asked,

Shi Ang hesitated for a moment and said.

"I do know some, but not much.

As you know, the Sacred Vestment, a powerful piece of armor that has a magical function, also has a life of its own.

Once too badly damaged in battle, the Holy Clothes will slowly lose its strength and fall into a dead state.

This is an almost irreversible condition, and the only way to restore it is the blood of the Saint Seiya, the blood of life and power. ”

Speaking of this, Shi Ang paused for a moment,

So, after understanding the method of repairing the holy garment, a new hypothesis was born.

Since the blood of the Saint Seiya can repair the Holy Clothes, what will be the effect of the blood of the gods whose power is far above the Saint Seiya once it is sprinkled on the Holy Clothes?

The answer, of course, is miracles. ”

Shi Ang said slowly,

"But even I haven't seen the process of the Holy Clothes being upgraded to the Holy Ones. But I believe that kind of thing should exist. ”

"In that case, why don't we get it as soon as possible-",

"Nope."

Shion's brief refusal,

"Why?!"

Garon was surprised, "Do you still have to take into account the majesty of God at this time and let the remnants of victory slip away?!" ”

"Garon, it's not that I don't want to, it's that I can't do it."

Shi Ang sighed deeply,

"Even if the Divine Blood is really able to advance the Holy Clothes into a more powerful form, as Vie said, we can't try it."

As he spoke, he picked up the table and stood up,

"There are three kinds of sacred clothes: bronze, silver, and gold, and each of them has an upper limit of power. It is not so much that the blood of the Saint Seiya can resurrect the Holy Clothes, but rather that it is breathed new life with the blood of its power. In this process, if there is any remaining power in the blood, it will manifest itself in other ways.

Once upon a time, I had seen the bronze holy clothes resurrected with the blood of the Golden Saint Seiya show great power. In light of this, I believe that the power of God's Blood will have a similar, or even more powerful effect.

But...... The effect is only temporary, and it's hard to control. ”

Son paused, and very rarely explained to Garon,

"That momentary posture will return to its original state as the power of the divine blood is exhausted.

Therefore, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a dream state, not so much for the survival of fighting, but for a certain thing, a certain task, the fragment that will quickly dissipate like star dust. ”

"Even if that's the case, I should try, shouldn't I?"

"The power beyond gold, do you know how much blood it will take to awaken that posture for the current Lord Athena?"

Shi Ang said lightly,

"As you can guess, that Lord is far from old enough to squander his powers.

Collecting the blood of a growing adult will not only make it impossible for them to use any divine power for a period of time, but at the same time, the divine power in the collected blood will also exist in a very unstable state, making it much less likely to awaken the holy clothes. ”

"Do you think this exchange is worth it for the sake of the possibility of a moment of existence and the loss of our supreme god?"

How could it be, not only the twin gods, but also the sacred garments......

"Doesn't that mean that the outcome of the holy war is already predestined?"

Garon said dejectedly, feeling a deep sense of loss for the first time.

He thought that there were still some ways to turn the tide of battle, but as one hope after another was dashed, he was already a little tired, and he gradually understood the meaning of his being here.

The web woven by God has bound all possibilities, pointing the tide of war towards a doomed future.

In a trance, he seemed to be able to see that the golden holy clothes in the flames of war were scattered to the ground, and a man covered in divine clothes raised a long sword and slashed down towards the girl.

"Knock-",

The sound of something falling, striking his heart, a sharp pain in his chest that twitched and forced him to come to his senses.

"Recovered, Garon?"

There was a glimmer of starlight on Shion's fingertips, and it was he who shook Garon's mind with his stunt to keep him from sinking into a desperate mental predicament.

"Much better, thank you for your help."

Garon took a deep breath and said.

"What, do you still want to fight?" Shi Ang looked at Garon for a moment and said leisurely, "I thought you couldn't help but lose your temper with me, an old man?" ”

"If beating you up would have won the battle, this papal hall no longer exists."

Garon grinned.

But soon, he got up and prepared to leave.

"Are you leaving?"

"Ah, if the Pope doesn't have anything else to ask, I'll go and practice, and by the way, think if there is any other way."

Shi Ang leaned on his arm and said slowly.

"Aquarius Palace, there's a huge library in the place where Ka Miao is guarding, and there may be something in it that can help you.

In addition, the gods don't have to worry too much about their involvement, there is only so much they can do. ”

"Oh?"

"According to the rules of the Heavenly Realm, once you directly interfere in the Holy War, it is equivalent to giving up your divine position in the Heavenly Realm and joining the battle in the Earth Realm. The former will leave them with nothing in an instant, and the latter ......."

"As a servant or enemy of someone in the earthly realm." Garon added, "I didn't expect that now we still have to rely on the strength of the enemy. ”

"Even the power of the enemy can sometimes be used by us, and this is the wisdom of mankind."

With a light breath of turbidity, Garon sighed and walked out.

What would you do if you knew about this?

The girl looked up, barely able to make out the outline of the idol that symbolized her incarnation.

"Am I not as strong as her?"

Sachar followed the girl's gaze toward the idol.

"It doesn't look like it."

The girl stroked her cheek and muttered.

It's not just the face, the statue of the goddess of war is full of power, and the girl looks much thinner in comparison, let alone fighting, I'm afraid that the continuous movement will not be able to stand it for a while.

One palm held up the golden mist, like a hovering Milky Way, presented in front of the girl.

For this kind of small universe, the girl's body instantly responded, and a huge and warm halo suddenly appeared with the girl as the center.

"Lord Athena, you are the only one who can respond to our strength."

The galaxy that Sagar held up gradually merged into the light, and what he wanted to do at the beginning was the same as what Garon wanted to do at the beginning, but he did not have any murderous aura, and purely manifested the small universe in the form of energy.

"Can you feel more at ease now?"

The girl looked at her body bathed in light,

"That's what it is...... It's mine...... Strength. ”

"That's right, it's not like something doesn't exist now, or doesn't exist if you can't see it."

Sachar said slowly,

"So be confident, Athena."

"Zachar?"

“？”

"Do you really think so?"

The girl hesitated, "Do you believe me?" ”

"If you trust us, too."

"Well, of course I believe you, and I believe everyone in the Sanctuary."

"Of all the gods, you are the only one who believes in us." Sachar laughed, "So...... We believe in you too. Don't worry, we'...... Will win! ”