"Abrodi, why are you helping me?"

At the bottom of the long staircase of the Papal Chamber, Ka Miao called out to Pisces and asked.

Although Fang Cai's crisis had passed, he felt that he needed to find out why.

Ka Miao is not a person who can get by, and he doesn't care about everything, he only takes the things he thinks he should care about.

For example, the mystery of ice, such as his own disciple, and then for example, the identity of the Golden Saint Seiya.

Pisces Gold Saint Seiya Abrodi, and Cancer Gold Saint Seiya Dismask, the former serves as the Pope's direct bodyguard, and the latter serves as the Pope's intelligence source, and the chances of contact with Shi Ang are much higher than other Saint Seiyas.

They are not the strongest warriors, nor are they candidates to be the next pope. But the former is low-key enough, and the latter knows how to advance and retreat.

Those who know how to advance and retreat will not let themselves be in a dangerous place, so that they can bring back information alive.

People who are low-key enough will not make others think superfluously, which can save a lot of trouble.

But now low-key people have a different kind of mind, and I don't know if the one who knows how to advance and retreat is reliable.

Abrody turned sideways, his white cloak fluttering, almost covering most of his body.

"The current Pope is not fit to hear this kind of news."

Abrody sniffed the red rose,

"Rather than make him senseless worries, it's better to skim over useless information, that's how I judge."

Ka Miao raised an eyebrow, it is already a well-known fact that the Pope's health is not as good as before, but judging by Pisces' words, the situation is probably worse than imagined.

Now that Saga has given away the Golden Sacred Clothes, the reason why he would do this with his temperament can only be that Garon is in a great crisis and cannot save himself.

And from the battle in the Pope's Hall that day, it can be seen that Garon's strength is also among the best among the many Golden Saint Seiyas, and even he has an accident, and most of the people in the village are more than lucky.

Ka Miao was naturally worried about Binghe, but she was even more worried about the safety of the Sanctuary.

"Abrodi, do you also think that the situation is too bad to be recovered?"

"As a warrior there will always be a day of death, and the difference is only a matter of sooner or later."

The rose in Abrodi's hand withered, and a few red petals flew into the sky in the breeze,

"It's just that I believe that he is not a short-lived person, and he will be able to come back safely this time."

"Why?"

"There's no solid reason for it, it's purely based on my gut feeling."

- Hades City.

In the dark depths of the hall, the two-story structure is one up and the next, serving as a resting place for the gods and a healing place for people.

In the lower space without a staircase, it seemed that a large number of dangerous lives were sleeping, but without too many light sources, Hyluda could not see clearly, and did not have time to pay attention.

Directly in front of her, a young man in his twenties held a sharp long sword and pointed at her.

He had long black hair, delicate and smooth skin, and was full of great power, which affected everything in this large room, and even in this castle.

There was a five-pointed star pendant hanging from his neck, a palm-sized sarcophagus hanging from his chest, and his eyes that did not match his age were soaked with vicissitudes and indifference.

"Master Viy, why did you become like this?"

Czechfried stood up with difficulty and asked.

"You're still not as good as you used to be able to see the situation and react appropriately, Czech Fried."

With his other hand straightened, a black hurricane burst out of thin air between his fingers, scraping against the walls, peeling the masonry and blending it in, blowing towards where the two stood.

Standing in front of Siluda Czechfried, he did not have the idea of turning his body to reduce the damage, but instead completely exposed the vital points, and only pushed away some small stone blades that might hurt Hiluda with one hand.

The sharp stone knife cut through his coat, but the touch left no effect on his skin other than a white mark and a cracking sound.

He wasn't a smart man, and it was true that he couldn't figure out what was going on, as Vie said, but that didn't stop him from using his warrior's abilities or from living up to his belief that he was the first brave man in Northern Europe.

"Even if you don't intend to sit still, you don't intend to attack me, you're really a foolish man."

Vey smiled, a black ring spreading out in his eyes, blackening the world like ripples.

"It's a pity that you still don't understand how big the gap between man and God is."

In the frenzy of the merry, the number of stone blades gradually exceeded the limit, leaving a trace of blood on the body of the Czech Fried,

"It's like a body bathed in the blood of a dragon, still as fragile as a baby in front of God."

In front of Czechfried's eyes, Viy was already standing in front of him for some time, reaching out and holding a long sword and slowly stabbing him in the heart.

"—Bell!"

The white barrier stood in front of Czechfried, but it still failed to prevent the piercing of the Hades sword, and Vie pinned it to the shoulder of the Nordic Brave, whose skin immediately turned stone gray and fell silent like a sculpture.

Can you only go so far even by relying on Odin's divine powers?

Hiluda's palm pressed against Czechfried's back, protecting his heart from the power of Hades with Odin's divine power, and his face turned pale.

"There is no power to control the Holy War in Northern Europe, and the only one who can rule the earth is Hades, which is why I am standing here."

Wei Yi said lightly,

"It can easily erase the traces of time and suppress the power of the Lord of Northern Europe, and it is a pleasure to be able to use only part of it.

My disciple, why do you resist it? ”

"I'm here to rescue the teacher and reclaim the lost treasure, and I have no intention of bowing my knees to the Hades."

Hiluda pulled out a quaint notebook and said.

The girl's persistence, the familiar book of life, all make Viy nostalgic, but ......

"It's too late, my body has been eroded by the power of Hades. Hilda, you can't do anything. ”

Vey's palm spread out, and a black ball of light floated,

"But, I really can't get to know you personally.

Alternatively, let yourself walk into the abyss of despair and comprehend the nothingness of death. ”

The black light exploded, and a black armor loomed behind Vey's left back.

"Sleep forever in the enchantment of Hypnos, Heroda."

The black invisible ring spread, touching Heroda's body, piercing through the walls, ignoring the cold dead and searching for the other living, dragging them into their dreams one by one.

Only this time, no one will wake up. Hades City, once again calm.