The realm after the eighth sense.

Well, although she calls her the Ninth Sense.

But in fact, it can also be said to be the sublimation of the small universe.

Before reaching the ninth sense.

All beings have their own constellations, their own stars.

This is true for saint fighters, ghost fighters, and everything else.

However, the ninth sense is different.

That is, the existence that really has its own small universe.

Before the eighth sense, there were gods that were actively or passively chosen by themselves.

For example, the god who watches the moon and dances is Athena.

If she doesn't reach her ninth sense, her power will be unstable and will be deprived.

Even because of the fusion of other energies in her own small universe, Athena couldn't do this.

But suppression is still very simple.

It doesn't even require any force.

and so.

She needs to make her small universe stronger.

metamorphosis.

Understand the ninth sense.

Out of Athena, out of the constraints of Virgo.

Be the real her, own her own universe.

Even if her current small universe is only one step away from the ninth sense.

He can even hit weak gods, relying on his Zanpakuto ability, even the existence of Pluto's level may not necessarily lose.

But not enough.

Next, you need to hone your own small universe alone.

Odin, Poseidon, gods sealed above the earth, everything.Go for a walk by yourself.

Then fight once.

In this case...

"By the way, where is Arudiba?"

"Ah, he is still recovering from his injuries. The injuries he suffered during the battle with Hades became more serious. He is still in a coma, and he doesn't know when he will wake up. But...don't worry."

"Yes, I know..."

"So, what's your first stop?"

"The first stop...Northern Europe, go there and see Odin's God Warrior."

"...be careful."

"Ah, I know!"

Looking at Guanyue Wuyi who turned and left, Shi Ang slowly sat on the pope's seat and sighed.

"It's great, I have my own goals."

Looking at the gate in front of him, Shi On's mouth curled into a slight smile.

"In the next few hundred years, I have to face this gate alone, waiting for the continuous restoration of the sanctuary, and waiting for the emergence of the next generation of saint fighters. I will pass on the belief of this generation to myself. Two More than a hundred years...Master, I will definitely do my best."

......

"Thank you, Brightfire."

Aaron looked at Huihuo in front of him and smiled.

"No, nothing..."

He's... burnt out.

All the lives of the underworld fighters are bestowed by Hades, the king of underworld, so it couldn't be easier to take them away.

Even if he has become a holy warrior now, because the essence has not changed.

Not even the Saint Cloth with the Phoenix Constellation.

If it weren't for Aaron, he would probably be dead now.

Well, forget it...

"Live well."

"Ah, thank you."

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