Girls with glazed eyes, obviously controlled by hypnosis and suggestion, having lost all consciousness and leaving only the body of the walking dead, lined up in a neat line to reach the basement of the monastery. Vertex Says X 23 U OM

As soon as the girl in front of her approached, the steel door in the basement slowly opened automatically, and there was no need for anyone to push and pull, completely realizing the automatic sensor switch that the scientists of the Desert Empire had worked tirelessly researching.

A cold and gloomy wind surged out as the door opened, and there was a faint wail of pain in the air, and even though the girls were unconscious and heard the roar echoing in their ears, they still shuddered with goosebumps.

However, under the gentle brushing of the hand of Elizabeth, the Countess of Blood, the resentment and anger of the undead vanished in an instant, and only the whispers of the old gods echoed in the ears of the maidens, causing their subjective will to sink deeper into the sea of consciousness, leaving only animal instincts.

On the hill not far from the Dusk Monastery, the two Golden Saint Seiyas silently looked at the near-god in the blood realm, playing this little trick that could not be put on the table, they were simply indifferent.

On the contrary, the twelve dark gold saint seiyas behind them, among them Kulama, who had a vampire rose in his mouth, and a trace of pity, took the initiative to ask for battle, and the two gold saints glanced at each other, muttered for a moment, and even lightly foreheadd, allowing the shadow of Pisces to fight.

Kulama, who was not equipped with the dark gold garment of the Rosary, was dressed only in a white single garment of fine linen mixed with wool, with gold silk ornamentation on the cuffs and corners, and looked simple and almost poor. His handsome face was indisputable, and he pinched the rose at the corner of his mouth with the two fingers of his right hand, put it on the side of his mouth and kissed it gently, took a deep breath, and suddenly a refreshing fragrance poured into his heart and lungs, making the blood that had been silent for a long time boil.

Seeing that only one Dark Gold Saint Seiya appeared, Elizabeth, the Countess of Blood, walked slowly towards the Dusk Monastery, forcibly suppressed the tyrannical bloodthirsty pleasure in her body, and clenched her fists in anger, so that her bright nails were inserted into the flesh and blood of her palms.

"A wonderful show began, but I didn't catch two big fish, only a small shrimp that I don't know, which is really disappointing!"

There were as many as thirteen girls who walked into the basement, and although their bodies were unconsciously frightened, and their trembling shoulders trembled like fallen leaves in the wind, they were still controlled into various torture instruments.

The executioner wearing a black leather mask was originally a member of the executioner's family attached to Earl Elizabeth, and his fat body looked like a big fat pig, but his movements were very light and agile.

Once the hands exert force, the green tendons of the forearm burst out, and the winch is slowly rotated, which drives two cylindrical grinding discs, and squeezes fresh blood from the feet to the head of the two-legged sheep controlled by the owner.

The bubbling plasma flowed down the inscribed groove deeper into the basement, gradually lighting up an inverted pyramid-shaped "altar", and the ancient secret texts of the Sun Monks were transformed into a drop of pale golden blood, the immortal blood of the gods, derived from the blessed gods.

"Purification" and "sublimation", this is the basic function of the altar, it can be seen that the girl who came to the basement is not simple, it is obvious that she is the descendant of the divine blood who inherited the glory of the ancient gods, but at this time she was captured by the Blood Countess Elizabeth and used to refine the immortal blood.

The first victim appeared, and the Rose Dark Gold Saint Seiya even heard a heart-palpitating howl, and couldn't help but speed up his pace.

Just as he was about to arrive at the gate of the Dusk Monastery, a strange creature wearing a triangular iron hat and clenching a ten-bladed long sword in both hands, obviously not human, suddenly appeared in front of "Kurama".

A single move slashed hard, tearing through the atmosphere and setting off a gust of wind out of thin air. It can really be said that before the knife arrives, the intention comes first. With a keen sixth sense intuition, Rose Kulama dodged sideways only a second in advance, only to see the cold blade slamming down against his nose.

The hard rammed earth was cut out of a three-zhang long pit, and I couldn't see the end of the bottom at a glance, and I don't know how deep it was.

"Demons, muscles, muscles, and wrists! Pure ** strength, measured in tons, can't be underestimated!"

The Rose Dark Gold Saint Seiya Kurama's right hand shook casually, and the roses on his fingertips disappeared instantly. In the next second, a soft whip with a length of a foot and a thorn of roses appeared.

With a snap, the monster holding the horse chopping knife, as if it had been hit by heavy artillery, moved sideways and slid three positions before stopping.

This is the only time that everyone discovered that the triangular head of the stainless steel texture, the side shutter-like prism, actually appeared a fatal dent, and the cracked metal cracks, oozing purple-red plasma, obviously this monster was not shallowly injured.

Elizabeth, the Countess of Blood, took a look at it and said with a smile: "This little injury can't kill my beloved general......"

Before the words fell, the poison on the rose whip attacked, the triangle-headed monster struggled for a moment, and finally could not defeat the deadly toxin, his feet and knees weakened, and he suddenly fell to his knees, and finally the whole body rushed forward, and he fell to the ground and died, raising up the dust, I don't know if it was carrying the rotten soul of this monster.

The words of Elizabeth, the Countess of Blood, were still in her ears, and at this time, she was slapped on the head and face by the Rose Dark Gold Saint Seiya, and it was also a left and right bow type, no matter how thick-skinned she was, she couldn't help but blush.

At this moment, the headless horseman, who was willing to share the worries of the lord, felt the offense of the enemy, put on the demonic cloak that killed the demon and splashed blood, and rode the smoky gray night horse, not afraid of whether the scrawny mount could stand it, and jumped from the top of the tower on the third floor of the Dusk Monastery.

Who knows, the Rose Dark Gold Saint Seiya has long been prepared, I don't know where to take out a leaf, silently recite the prayer, and then the green leaves in his hand will change from one to two, two to four, and four to eight...... It multiplies constantly.

When the number of leaves is so large that Kurama can't hold it, these green leaves will automatically break away, as if they are being pulled by invisible silk threads, wandering around the Rosa Dark Gold Saint Seiya, like a lively swimming fish, forming a three-dimensional level gust of wind and glory round dance array similar to the Desert Empire Holy Land Heaven Martial Arts Ring.

Relying on his lack of weakness, the Headless Horseman brazenly drove the Night Horse forward, preparing to use the high-speed gliding power of this undead Pegasus to launch the most proud battlefield knight skill in his life, "Snail Piercing Stinger"!

Unexpectedly, the seemingly inconspicuous blades, like a magic weapon created by Kungang Thunder Ingots, gliding at a speed of 300 kilometers per hour, just came into contact with these blades, and were chopped by the rapidly rotating Fenghua Round Dance Array.

The alarm bell in the Headless Horseman's heart suddenly rang out, and he couldn't help but jump up, wanting to leap backwards with his strength, but Yeji's momentum was too fast, and he had no room to escape at all, so he was swallowed up by the Fenghua Round Dance Array.

Even the enchanted armor can't withstand the cutting of the blades of countless divine weapons, and the slightest spark is polished, extinguished in an instant, and extinguished in an instant. The demonized cloak was even more unbearable, it was directly twisted into rags, and even the demon soul attached to the cloak completely died out in the miserable howl.

The Headless Horseman couldn't help but draw his sword, trying to buy enough time to get out, but his insistence was meaningless, and the Graceful Waltz Array was under the control of the Rose Dark Gold Saint Seiya, like the three-headed dog of hell with a bottomless stomach open, Cerberus, easily biting it and sharpening it fiercely until it was chewed into dregs.

The two generals under the command of Countess Elizabeth of Blood, the Death Executioner and the Headless Horseman, fell one after another, making this near-god who mastered the realm of blood suddenly feel bad.

Because Elizabeth suddenly found that the strength of the Dark Gold Saint Seiya was inevitably too strong, and there were countless pairs of big hands behind him, while she faced the malice of the whole world.

"What happened? How do I feel the verdict of fate, the prophecy of death!"