In the Scorpio Palace, a long, dark blue man leaned against the stone pillar, with a pair of eagle-like eyes, as if he saw prey, a faint cold light appeared. The scarlet tongue gently licked the charming nails of the index finger on his right hand. On the red armor, it seemed like blood was dripping, bright red. He looked intoxicated and enjoyed, and looked at the coming of Dismusk and Saga coldly.

"Miro, the Golden Saint of Scorpio?!" Dismusk asked, stopping and Miro. He knew that after he graduated from Saint-Palas School, Saga went to Milos Island to guide the awakening of the Scorpio Nebula. It is said that this guy woke up from a brothel and lying on a woman's belly... This time he became the best seasoning in the dull life of Dismusk in the Cancer Palace.

"Miro~Ionia~" Scorpio Milo introduced himself, "I heard that you are the best in the Golden Generation of St. Palas School in 49 years, and it is also the third place in the graduation martial arts class, so come! Let's fight!!!"

"What 49-year golden generation, why do you want to fight me?" Dismusk frowned without missing a trace. He glanced at Saga next to him, then looked at Miro and said.

"Because your graduates had a lot of talents, there were four Golden Saint Seiya alone, which was the highest in school history, so they were called the Golden Generation. As the third place in the graduation martial arts class, it is worth my game between hunters and prey." Miro licked his lips and looked at Dist with a bright look.

"Why don't you challenge the first place? Isn't that even more fun~" Dismusk glanced at Saga and said to Miro.

"Although he deserves a beating, I can't beat him now. It's best to know your position in life, so that you can save some unnecessary trouble." A golden light flashed on Miro's body, and a golden holy cloak was instantly worn on his body. The golden helmet, the long golden tail vertebrae, was like a poisonous needle raised by a scorpion.

"Hmph!~" Dismusk snorted softly. Is he going to use himself as a touchstone?! A warm anger flashed across his face, but a faint blue light appeared between his hands.

"Oh, my god, all the great men... Private fights are forbidden in the holy realm, and, and, ~ this is the twelve palaces, under the eyes of His Majesty~" Kigas, who was far behind, could no longer act as an ostrich to hide from trouble. If something happened, His Majesty's thunderous anger would kill him. He had to bite the bullet and stop him, and his begging eyes kept looking at the gentle Saga next to him, and only Saga could stop this.

Saga, who was standing by, didn't know what purpose it was, just smiled at the eyes of Kigas, but did not stop the fight between Dismusk and Miro.

"Tsk~" Thinking of Kigas' difficulties, Dismusk said disdainfully, "What's the hard way? We'll just change places."

After saying that, without waiting for the reaction of others, blue light came out between Dees' fingers, and the blue gas gradually spread throughout the palace, covering Saga, Miro and himself.

"Corpsicle Qi~ Underworld Waves..." A dazzling blue light instantly filled the entire palace. In the blue sea, under the blindness, the Scorpio Palace slowly recovered its calm.

Kigas opened his eyes hard, and slowly recovered his vision under the strong light. The three people in front of him were no longer where they were gone. Although they were shocked by the unpredictable strength shown by the Golden Saint Seiya, at this moment, he was even more afraid of the pope's anger. Looking at the empty hall, he said in a crying and dull tone, "My God, what should I do... These ~~ Damn it!"

The dark tones, the quiet world, the dead energy rolls inside the cliff, and the blood paves the way for whatever it takes. This is the Uzumaki Hirasaka.

The shiver of the gust of the hell blew out from the abyss of hell. Standing by the cliff, Dismusk, with his unique golden helmet with eight tentacles, looked at the Scorpio Miro not far away with a wicked smile.

"Papapapapa..." There was a burst of applause from nearby, and Saga looked at Diss and smiled, "Dismusk, you have finally explored the mystery of the fluctuations of the accumulation of corpse energy. A great beginning will eventually lead to a great ending. Congratulations~!"

Dismusk laughed and said, "Saga, you know, your help has benefited me a lot. Don't be so polite to me, this makes me very uncomfortable~"

"Hahaha~" Miro's laughter came from afar. He licked the blood red on his long fingernails and said with a smile, "I hate you guys who compliment each other. It seems that if you don't brag about it, you can't satisfy your empty heart. How lonely you have to be."

"You lonely big-headed ghost!" Dismusk snorted angrily, his figure suddenly rose, and his huge fist with blue light had already blasted over.

Miro on the opposite side was not outdone. A scarlet nail made a blood-red streak, and the red light was strong. The figures of the two intersected each other, and red and blue flashed by.

The long interlaced trajectory left a residual red light, faintly disappearing. Dismusk, who rushed to the side, looked at the back of his hand and left a clearly visible scratch. For a moment, the entire right arm was completely conscious. This red light, the feeling after the stinging pain reminded him of a person. Boris, the challenger on the ring, was smiling tiger Boris, that guy, as expected, Boris was also aware of the Scorpio Nebula, but he had not completely awakened.

"Maybe, the winner has been decided, we can go to the Pope's Palace for tea~" Miro, who met, turned around, looked at the background of Dismusk, and smiled.

Dismusk laughed out loud by Miro's words. He turned around, his whole body was shining blue, as if a layer of blue light was covering the surface of his body. He looked at Miro and said, "You are the second person to say this to me."

"Who is the first one? I don't like to be the second one. Tell me, I'll help you kill him~How!" Miro had an exaggerated expression, but his whole body was not relaxed at all. This was a natural warrior, except for his arrogant look...

"The first person I said this to me was as bright as the Abrodian roses. Of course, given our comrades who are both of the twelve palaces, I will be gentle and send you to the belly of the top woman in the brothel in Milos Island! Look how~" Dismusk's right hand burst into blue flames, and his tone was facing tit.

Miro stuck out his tongue and licked his rosy lips, his mouth bent, and his emotions were not affected at all. The calmness shown in his eyes was incompatible with the heat reflected in his appearance, but these were all reflected in the same person. He was like a hunter who was fascinated by hunting, but he could always show his calm and wise side to the ferocious prey. This guy is a natural "hunter". For him, the world is a vast hunting ground. Gods and people are just the strength of the prey in his eyes.

"Scarlet Poison Needle (sneteed1e)" with a scorching gaze, a calm and deep eyes, and a fanatical expression, he spoke a low and magnetic words.

The hot beauty, what kind of contradiction, what kind of killing is this, what kind of man is this? Under the scarlet poisonous needle, who can escape the hunter's gun?

The dark world cut through a hot red light, adding a beautiful blood red to the dark tone, blood is creepy and bright red.

The red light went away at the extreme, and the small and narrow trajectory was like a poisonous snake spitting out of his heart, a damp and hot red tongue, and a bloody scorpion poison rushed straight to the heart of his prey.

"Boom" the blood-red and dim earth stirred up a burst of soil.

A white light flashed, and Dismusk's eyes shrank suddenly, and his eyes under the gathering light clearly saw the amazing red dot under the crystal clear crystal wall.

It turned out that at that critical moment, Dismusk had emerged from the crystal wall, but unexpectedly, under the characteristics of the crystal wall defense, the red light that rebounded did not follow the original trajectory, but because of the excessive power, it rebounded to the ground nearby. What was even more terrifying was that it left a little scary red on the crystal wall.

Dismusk squinted his eyes and looked at Miro in the distance with a meaningful meaning. Under his calm eyes, blue flames more than one person high suddenly burst out from his right hand behind him, burning wildly, making a sirens.
Chapter completed!