Three tall black figures stood in front of them, obscuring all light sources.

Arudiba laughed deeply, his hands spread out to the sides, guarding the exit of the Taurus Palace like a solid city wall.

Hey, is it coming?

The three people standing at the apex of the Pluto Fighter.

Call..... So...... It's also time.

[Shaga, you're still watching, right? 】

"Is there anything I need to do?"

Shaga's small universe was quick to respond,

The man who monitored the zodiac according to the plan should not have bothered him, but ......

Arudiba barely managed to maintain the rhythm of his breathing,

He could understand the other party's words, and the man guarding the Virgin Palace meant to ask if he had any last wishes.

But, I think he misunderstood.

[Sha Jia, you have to take a good look, Mu has indeed eliminated most of the mid-level combat power of the Hades Fighter. 】

[I'm going to complete my mission here too, but I need you to help me for a while now.] 】

“？”

[My body is almost unable to support it, and it will be difficult to seize the opportunity with 'that' for the next attack.] 】

[For this reason, I need you to buy me a second.] 】

[Can it be done?] 】

"One second...... Is it? I understand. ”

【Haha~】

"What's wrong?"

[It's nothing, I just think you're more reasonable than I expected.] 】

Taurus sighed,

[Since I started before, I haven't had much contact with anyone other than Mu, and now I regret it.

If...... If I could talk to you at dinner, a toast...... That's it. 】

"One of the precepts I did was not to drink alcohol."

[That's a pity.] 】

"But if you ask for it, I'll have a toast with you."

"Haha, hahahahaha-"

The small black universe erased everything in sight, and the hearty laughter remained in the Taurus Palace.

That kind of satisfaction, as if going to a long-awaited feast!

"In the name of the Big Three, disappear!

- The bullfight of gold! ”

In the nightmare impact, fragments of memory remained.

On the edge of the circular field, a calm old man and a tall warrior watched the battle between man and beast.

"Arudiba, that's the holiest event in the kingdom."

"Your Highness, is there any point in you bringing me here?"

Arudiba said uncomfortably as he watched the brightly dressed matador tease the bull with a bunting.

"Sentimental for them?" The Pope said slowly, the brute bull running in the field was already covered in blood, and it was likely to fall at any moment.

"The guy with the power is confined here for a death match, as an object for people to watch." Arudiba snorted, "Isn't it possible that I still want to admire?" ”

"Watching?" The Pope smiled, "You're the only one who thinks it's a game, Arudiba." ”

"Huh?"

The Pope's finger is pointed at the rabid audience,

"This battle, for the audience, for the man standing on the field, and the brute bull are all sacred rituals."

The old man said slowly,

"Its survival is here, from birth to growth, everything is for the hearty battle.

Like you, I don't agree with the sacred rituals of this kingdom, but since it has been around for so long, perhaps..... There is some truth to it, too. ”

As the two of them saw, the matador's elbowed sword had successfully pierced the bull's body.

"It's over, its heart has been destroyed."

Shi Ang sighed, "Let's go, I don't think you want to keep watching." ”

"No, it's not over yet, Your Highness."

Shion stopped in disbelief and followed Arudiba's line of sight, the red-eyed bull re-erected in the moment when the matador enjoyed his praise......

"How is that possible?" Shion muttered,

"I ...... Maybe you understand. Arudiba said slowly, "It's the way to survive." ”

[No matter what kind of life, no matter what kind of will, you can't carry everything through to the end of your life, and you can never create the future. 】

On the broken corridors,

More than twenty Pluto fighters left one after another under the leadership of Tianxiongxing,

"Hurry up, Radamandis, Minos."

Tian Mengxing snorted, counting the losses of his subordinates.

Tianguixing hesitated for a while, always feeling an inexplicable uneasiness.

[Only by comprehending the true meaning of life can we awaken the true essence of the seven senses. 】

Golden particles emerge to dispel the darkness of the second house.

[Crossing the boundary between life and death, you can obtain the power of the eight senses. 】

Directly in front of the two triumvirates, a huge wound opened in the roaring earth,

[Finally, the Saint Seiya with the consciousness of self-sacrifice...... You can reach the apex of the small universe! 】

In the midst of the shattered and flying rock grains, a pair of arms firmly grasped the shoulders of Radamandis and Minos,

I see, is this what you're seeing, Garon?

"The Triumvirate of the Underworld...... It's amazing! ”

"You guy—", Minos looked in amazement at the bloody golden giant in front of him,

"Unexpectedly....... Still alive?! ”

Radamandis struggled, anxious to break free from the other's palms,

Obviously, the body has been destroyed to this extent, why is there such a strong brute force left?!

"I told you, Radamandis, I won't let you go easily." Arudiba said word by word, "If you want to go over anyway, leave your arms behind, the Triumvirate of the Underworld!" ”

Particles of light gathered on the tattered golden garment, forming a golden film on the shattered wound.

If my body is no longer able to fight;

If my heart is destroyed;

Well, as my heart, as my body, until this blow is completed!

Taurus..... Golden Vestments!

"Again, again, again, !!"

In the concussive ripples, his arm pressed the two of them to the ground fiercely,

Under the severed horns, the seriously injured body leaned forward, forming a new posture with the momentum of climbing to the top.

Is that...... Bullfighting in gold.

"Give me a good memory, Pluto Fighter!

[On this land, nothing can stop the charge of bullfighting! 】

Shine again, the mystery of Taurus - Great...... Horn! ”

The golden bull wrapped its arms around the arms of the two giants with brute force and galloped wildly.

The surging force shattered the ground, plowing a huge fracture in the porch of the Golden Bull Palace.

The clothes shattered, followed by the flesh and bones of the arms, and the two of them in severe pain tried to resist several times, but in the end they could only drown in the torrent of gold.

On the trembling earth, dozens of gaps gradually overlapped, and finally collapsed the corridor of the second house.

At the end of that dust, the golden bull kicked its hooves and looked back.

In those red eyes, there was a residual fighting spirit and satisfaction.

Slowly, the golden light faded away little by little.

At the entrance, only a tattered robe remained, guarding the devastated land.