I'm not really a gold saint

Chapter 110 Old Tie, Don’t Forget to Wear Scale Clothes Next Time

The huge destructive force caused by Titan Nova abruptly shattered Mount Fuji, which was more than 3000 meters high, as if it had been attacked by more than a dozen heavy intercontinental nuclear bombs.

Hundreds of meters of magma shot up into the sky!

This dormant volcano instantly spewed out the anger accumulated for thousands of years into red hot plasma.

Ding Li landed in a nearby forest area, and then swept towards a figure who was running away with the witch Surant on his shoulders.

That person was Bai'an Haima who had escaped before. Taking advantage of the chaos, he picked up Surant, and the two of them immediately got into a mirror, which emitted spatial fluctuations, and then burst into slag automatically.

Don't chase the poor, old iron, don't forget to wear scales when we meet next time, I will kill you sea fighters in the future.

Who told you to stay out of business all day long, we are still so destined.

"For a long time, the apostle is the ghost of the sea emperor."

"These guys unseal the giant everywhere, I'm afraid it's not just to defeat the sanctuary side."

Looking at the erupting volcano, Ding Li speculated about the intention of the Sea Emperor.

The Emperor of the Sea seems to have teamed up with a certain evil god.

This was another unexpected thing.

"Senior, are you the strong man who defeated the giant in Sicily?"

Mu appeared next to Ding Li at this time, and asked immediately.

The scene just now was too shocking.

The power displayed by the masked saint in front of him has completely convinced him.

There were still some doubts in my heart, but now there is no doubt left.

Such a strong Saint Seiya is undoubtedly someone from the previous generation. For such a strong man, his strength alone is enough to convince people.

"Mu, what did this giant drop?"

Ding Li asked.

"Fall?"

Mu was a little puzzled.

"What kind of spoils will there be after killing?"

Ding Li added a sentence.

"If you want to count it, the Sun Gold will count, and the heart of the flame giant."

Mu replied: "It is said that the heart of the flame giant is a must for the Vulcan forging artifacts."

"very good!"

After hearing this, Ding Li immediately opened up his thoughts and began to look for the giant heart.

Not long after, a giant heart emerged from the magma exuding extremely hot heat. This heart could be as big as a small car.

Ding Li could feel the strong flame power in this heart, as well as a strong heartbeat.

"This is the heart of the legendary flame giant. It is said that Vulcan relies on this heart to provide endless flames..."

Mu Shi stepped forward to look at the beating heart, and couldn't help swallowing.

At the same time, he also glanced at the masked senior beside him.

He really wanted the flame giant's heart, but he didn't ask for it. After all, it was someone else's trophy.

"Senior, can that Sun Gold give me some?"

"I want to study the characteristics of this metal, which should be very helpful for the restoration of the holy cloth."

Mu gritted his teeth and asked the other party.

After waiting for a while, there was no response, and even the breath of the senior disappeared completely.

He raised his head, and there was only air in front of him except for the volcano erupting lava, and the senior was nowhere to be seen.

Uh……

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Above the dark tower, weird green candles illuminate the top of the tower.

"It's really unlucky this time, I actually met that holy warrior... My scales can't even block the opponent's blow."

Haima Bai'an looked at the witch Su Lante miserably, her face extremely pale.

The scale garment on the opponent's chest seemed complete, but there was a gap in the chest that was bleeding.

Yes, he had received a punch and a sword before, and thought he would not be seriously injured, but that punch had already injured him severely, and the holy sword even pierced through his scales, hurting his internal organs .

He held on so that the injury wouldn't flare up, and now he couldn't hold on anymore.

"We were really careless this time, I didn't even wear scales to go..."

Su Lante, who was lying on the opposite side, had an extremely ugly face, his originally handsome face was bruised and swollen.

Although he was also severely injured, Bai An's injury was even more serious than his, and even threatened his life.

Who would have thought that that terrifying saint would appear on Mount Fuji.

Su Lante can be sure that even if he wears scale clothes and fights against the mysterious saint with Bai An, it is impossible to win.

"Sulante, I don't have much time, unfortunately I haven't seen His Majesty the Sea Emperor yet..."

As Bai An spoke, blood gushed out of his mouth again.

"Stop talking, I will heal you with a healing song."

Su Lante struggled to get up, and picked up his magic flute wobbly.

He wanted to play the magic flute very much, but when the flute reached his mouth, he couldn't play any tunes, and a stream of blood flowed from the flute.

Cough cough cough...

Su Lante knew that his current situation was almost exhausted, and he had to rest and recover, otherwise his life would be in danger.

But Haima Bai'an couldn't wait at all, and needed treatment now.

"If you want to live, I have a way..."

A cold and haughty voice sounded, and the person who spoke was the black-haired woman in the black dress.

The opponent reached out and took out two small black ball-like things.

These two small black balls are no more than the size of eggs, and the black balls are covered with wriggling tentacles, including a wriggling strange eye.

"This is the divine pill bestowed by my lord. After eating it, your injuries will heal and you will gain the power bestowed by my lord."

The woman's expression and voice were full of temptation and pity.

Haima Bai'an slowly stretched out his hand, and grabbed it forward weakly.

He doesn't want to die!

But Su Lante blocked the woman's hand with the magic flute: "High Priest, we have no intention of serving your master. We are all sea fighters to the death, and the only master we serve is Poseidon, the sea god."

"After taking this so-called god pill, what is the difference between us and the apostles?"

The woman's expression was cold: "You two really think too much, this kind of magic pill will give you supernatural power, and you can still maintain your own consciousness."

"In addition, I would like to remind you that the dead cannot work for the Sea Emperor. Bai'an's time is running out."

Su Lante was silent, Bai'an would surely die in this state.

Do you really want to be a dead horse as a living horse doctor?

The woman didn't wait for her consent, so she flicked her fingers slightly, and immediately shot the magic pill in her hand into Bai'an's mouth.

"Swallow it, and you will have a new life! Get the mysterious power bestowed by my lord."

The woman's voice was full of temptation.

Su Lante still wanted to stop him with a voice, but the dying seahorse Bai'an had already done so.

Less than ten seconds after swallowing the Shenwan, Bai'an suddenly let out a scream and bounced off the ground.

Under Su Lante's surprised gaze, the other's muscles turned black, even the scales on his body turned pitch black, and those eyes were filled with black evil light.

In particular, the forehead was torn apart abruptly, a strange and chaotic evil eye appeared, and the power fluctuations similar to those of an apostle emanated from his body.

"This kind of power is really amazing, I can feel every cell in my body is full of power, hahahahaha..."

Haima Bai'an laughed wildly.

He is reborn!

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