Saint Seiya: This Gemini is a bit pitted

Chapter 312 Borrowing Arrows!Where is the White Bird Saint Cloth?

Ghost Golden Arrow.

It is an arrow transformed by the life of Sagittarius.

It is an arrow that even the goddess has to lie down for a long time.

In the comics, the Arrow Silver Saint Seiya used this to sneak attack the goddess Athena, and he who shot the arrow transformed by all the power of the small universe was so weak that he was punched and killed by the Bronze Saint Seiya, and the goddess Athena who was hit by the ghost golden arrow also For this reason, he lay down for a full twelve hours, and finally he was able to move normally after being irradiated by the Shield of Justice.

This ghost golden arrow is too precious!
It can be said that Jia Long and the magic arrow have been in ink for so long, and they didn't even wear the holy clothes to seduce each other. What they were waiting for was this ghostly golden arrow, which was of great use to him.

"Good arrow! I accept it."

"?!"

Just when the collapsed magic arrows were stunned, Jia Long raised his palm, and a huge vortex of another dimension suddenly appeared, sucking all the oncoming arrows, including the ghostly golden arrows hidden inside, into the black hole.

"you……"

Looking at the ghostly golden arrow that disappeared into another dimension, Moya could hardly believe his eyes, the fighting skill that exhausted his life and the power of the small universe, was just swallowed by the other party?
His ghostly golden arrow has magical powers though.

But they are only afraid of abilities like different dimensions.

So it can only be used for sneak attacks.

However, since this golden saint has such unpredictable methods, why didn't he use them just now?Why wait until he condenses the ghost golden arrow to use it?

It's a pity that Moya didn't wait for Jia Long's explanation, and he, who had condensed the ghost golden arrow and was already exhausted, was smashed into atoms by Jia Long's casual punch.

"Mr. Garen, have you defeated the ghost Sagittarius?"

The situation of the battle changed too fast, until the body of the magic arrow dissipated, the students of the Gemini echelon reacted, and came to Jia Long with disbelieving expressions.

"What's all the fuss about? It's just a tainted saint."

"But even if he was resurrected by the evil god, he is still one of the four silver saints a hundred years ago! Teacher, you are too powerful! You can kill such a light-speed powerhouse without wearing the holy clothes!"

"If you can practice hard, you can do it in the future. Let's go."

……

Under the leadership of Jia Long, everyone stepped into the silver temple, which was full of tall stone pillars and various terrifying sculptures of demon gods.

"Teacher, is this the temple of Eris, the goddess of strife?"

"It should be just a palace-like existence. The legendary temple of Eris, the goddess of strife, is built of gold. The famous golden apple is in that temple. Moreover, Eris, as the sister of the dead and sleeping gods, Her temple will not only be guarded by a few ghost silver saints."

"Are there still ghost gold saints in this world?"

"That's hard to say. After all, even the resurrected ghost pope may appear in the future, let alone ghost gold?"

"Phantom Pope?! Are you talking about..."

While speaking, the crowd had arrived at a large hall, and in the silvery hall, three ghost saints exuding a powerful death aura were already waiting for them.

These three ghost saints are not weaker than the magic arrow in the small universe power.

Southern Cross.

Lyra.

Scutum.

Jia Long easily recognized the identities of a few people through the ghostly clothes on his body. The three in front of him should be the remaining four ghost guardians.

However, Orion Zha Jia is not here.

Just as Jia Long glanced around, the Southern Cross, headed by the ghost saint, said, "Don't look any further, Lord Zaga and Esther are not here..."

"You can defeat Moya, Zaga and Lord Esther are very interested in you, but you must defeat us before you are qualified to face Zaga."

"Next, I, Kleist of the Southern Cross, will be your opponent!"

Kleist of the Southern Cross is an older youth in his 20s. He looks very cold, with a bone-chilling air exuding from all over his body, but his temperament is somewhat similar to that of Camus and Seth.

At this time, facing the Southern Cross, Seth also showed a strange look. Before Jialong could speak, he questioned the Southern Cross first.

"Are you the Kleist of the Southern Cross who took away the holy clothes of the White Bird a hundred years ago?"

"good."

"Why would you rather be expelled from the sanctuary by the Pope than to take away the White Bird Cloth?"

"Because the White Bird Saint Cloth will bring disaster to our lineage."

"nonsense!"

"I, Kleist, don't need to lie to a junior like you."

"Where did you hide the White Bird Constellation Cloth? Why can't people in our sanctuary detect its breath even after searching the ice?"

"You will never find the White Bird Cloth!"

Just when Kleist showed a determined expression, Jia Long, who had been watching coldly, suddenly said lightly:

"It's so mysterious, isn't the White Bird Saint Cloth hidden in the ten-thousand-year ice wall of the Ice Region?"

"?!"

As soon as Jia Long's words came out of his mouth, Kleist of the Southern Cross opened his eyes wide, and Seth's jaw almost dropped from shock.

"How do you know that I hid the White Bird Saint Cloth in the Ten Thousand Years Ice Wall?"

"Mr. Jia Long, you already knew the location of the White Bird Saint Cloth? Master Kamiao clearly said that no one knew except Kleist of the Southern Cross a hundred years ago..."

Facing the surprised two people, Jia Long didn't bother to explain, and said casually, "Of course the Pope told me himself."

"Shion?!"

Hearing the Pope's name, Kleist's expression turned ashen, and he said bitterly to himself:
"It turned out to be like this. Shion already knew where the White Bird Cloth was, but he just wanted to find an excuse to expel me. This shameless person who hides his sanctimonious appearance, even if I, Kleist, return to hell I won't let him go!"

"Could it be that all of this is under the Pope's crown..."

Through Kleist's words, Seth seems to have guessed something. However, as a candidate for the Saint Seiya, he did not dare to openly question the former Pope. He could only hide his doubts deeply in his heart, and was ready to find an opportunity to tell his mentor. Camus.

"Okay, Craster, this is the end of your reminiscences, we still have business to do."

At this time, Shield Bearer Yang En, who had been standing impatiently by the side, spoke. He waved the huge shield in his hand and challenged Jia Long.

"Gold Saint Seiya, the White Bird Saint Cloth has nothing to do with me, Yang En, I am only interested in you, the legendary fighter. Next, let me, the shield seat, see your power!"

"If you want to see my strength, that's fine. However, according to your opinion, after defeating your Scutum, I have to defeat the Southern Cross and Lyra before I can see that Zaga and Esther?"

"good."

"Too much trouble."

"trouble?!"

"Sorry, I didn't target you, I mean, next, you, you, you, you three together!"

(End of this chapter)