Cancer's Golden Saint Dismusk, you are originally a warrior of the Sanctuary and have the authority to use all mature technologies of the Sanctuary. Kamiao responded seriously.

Dismusk did not answer, but just waited quietly for the following, because there was no free lunch in this world, and pies falling from the sky.

Sure enough, Kamie waited for a long time, and Dismusk did not take the bait before he continued to say that honor and shame coexist, and praise and slander were with each other. We were in the changing position of the times and would also bear the responsibility for historical development. We come from all over the world, and we have the same philosophy and pursuits; no matter when, no matter where, we share honor and disgrace.

Kamiao's words stand on the commanding heights of morality, very formal, very direct, and difficult to refuse. To sum up, it is just a saying: If you eat the sacred realm and drink the sacred realm, you must live and die with the sacred realm at a critical moment. There is nothing wrong with this kind of saying.

Everyone is smart, and Kamiao's hint is very clear. Everyone in the stalls and sanctuary of the deserted island have obligations and responsibilities, so no one can escape when the disaster comes, and there is no end to the end of the nest.

I never cause trouble, so I won't come to me. Dismusk thought about it and seemed that he had a lot of things to do. He couldn't waste his youth in the hands of the little girl on the island of the fallen island. Dismus obviously wanted to protect himself.

Notice of the Twelve Palaces of the Holy Land: This afternoon, Mesdi, the left commander of the Cancer Legion, the left wing commander of the Cancer Legion, the Silver Saint Seiya Lizard, unfortunately fell on the island of the fallen. His deeds and glory were like meteors drawn from the holy garment, shining the entire dark world. He is a real warrior, and glory always accompanies him.

Dismusk, who had just left himself, instantly had his face as dark as the bottom of a pot, as cold as ice, and the depression of the atmosphere seemed to turn into ice. He was angry, but not because Mesdi acted without permission, but as if a hand that was turning upside down was controlling his fate. Mesdi was recovering from the Amazon in South America the day before yesterday, and now he was killed on the island of fallen. Has his injury healed? No! He is healthy and does not fall so easily. At least in this world, no one can reach him or die.

Who killed him? Is it really Athena? Or the old man from Wu Lao Peak has considered the consequences of breaking up with the Sanctuary? Such an obvious sideline, unlike the old man who was sitting and doing. And Goddess Athena could not take action himself. As Athena's Saint Seiya, Dismusk did not feel any fluctuations in the small universe of the main god; who would that be? Is there a problem in the Sanctuary? Is there a Leo, the Golden Saint Seiya, the mysterious girl in black in the underworld? Or the Silver Saint Seiya

Dismusk was silent, thinking about the problem in silence, ignoring Kamie's complicated eyes, and directly turned off the remote communication. There was no communication between any soldiers around him, but slowly disappeared into the vast ruins.

North America, New York Ambreda Headquarters. Since the death of New York's black party giant Howard, in order to accept the forces in the eastern America, Sarna, a giant American black party, directly moved the Ambrdeda Headquarters to Queens, New York.

At this moment, Sarna was standing in the office of the combat department of the company building. All the company staff had evacuated, leaving Sarna standing alone. The big screen in front of her was showing the entire map of the lost place. The auxiliary screen next to it showed the attribute information of the Takato Manor, as well as the detailed personal introduction of the mistress there, and even the personal attributes.

The deserted island, somewhere in the golden rice fields, hold a two-story building. In this mysterious villa, Dismusk missed it very much. He and Abrody talked about the world and controlled East Asia. At that time, he and the wild thunder and lightning Shermei fell to the ground and helped him end the night of fate. Now he is sitting in the hall on the first floor and pondering his future life.

The man sat there with a golden sword, with a row of armor kneeling down on his body. The blue Cancer scenes on his chest all showed them belonging to the Cancer Legion of the 12th Palace of the Holy Land.

Now these strong men are kneeling on one knee in panic, with a long sword in their hands lowered their eyebrows. These are the paladins who came from the Holy Land Academy and entered the twelve palaces. Although they were not selected as Saint Seiya, they still won the title of knight like those bronze Saint Seiya. They understand the Twelve Palaces and have seen the existence of the highest combat power and power center of the Saint Seiya - the Golden Saint Seiya.

They were frightened, ashamed, and they were a little inexplicably thrilled. Not everyone could fight side by side with the Golden Saint Seiya of the twelve palaces. Although the Cancer Palace was their real commander, the two Silver Saint Seiya were the leaders of the actual battle.

It’s not that the Silver Saint Seiya cannot get into their eyes, but compared with the Golden Saint Seiya, it is like fireflies and bright moons competing for glory.

What they didn't know was the object they worshiped. At this moment, Dismusk was like a mouse entering a bellows, unable to move forward and backward; neither the Pope nor the old man on the Five Old Peaks faced the gods directly, but he had such a choice

Just as Dismusk was pondering, a sudden sound of footsteps came from outside the door, but the sound came early before the person could reach it.

Lord Dismusk, Lord Mesdi's body has been found.

Dismusk raised his eyes, his eyelids frowned slightly, and a nameless fire rose up. In front of him, the Silver Saint Seiya of the Holy Land and the Guardian Knight of the Cancer Legion were lying naked. He was dead and thought it was not enough, so insulting. This was the face of the Cancer Golden Saint Seiya. He dared not be so direct in the face of the goddess, but the murderer would always pay his life!

Seeing this, the paladin beside him hurriedly pulled the white bra and waited respectfully and said in a low voice that there was a different small universe in his body.

I thought this man had experienced attacks from different enemies.

Dismusk slowly stood up, and suddenly his wrist vibrated. Dismusk glanced at him and knew that it was a message sent by the Sanctuary. After the exchange, Kami was obviously much gentlemanly and did not directly and simply crack the communication.

Dismusk took a simple look and the message from the holy realm was very simple, that is, the silver cloak of the Lizard throne was not damaged. What does this mean?! This shows that Mesdi did not wear the cloak when fighting with others.

What's going on?!! After the anger continued, Dismusk was confused. Could it be that they were fighting in the bathhouse? What exactly happened?

Dismusk walked to the body and carefully checked it. There were indeed two different small universe auras on Mesdi's body, but more importantly, what caused him more harm was a demonic erosion. It was obvious that before Mesdi came from South America to the island of fallen, his injuries had not healed. He remembered that when he went to South America to solve the problem, Mesdi was still recovering.

She has made every effort to investigate the whereabouts of the Aquila Silver Saint Demon Ring! She has rebelled against the Holy Land. Dismusk ordered his subordinates;

At the same time, he also generated electricity to the Bronze Saint Saint of the Holy Land, killing the Silver Saint of the Saint of the Saint Lizard.
Chapter completed!