Pirate’s Infinite Wings

Fang Lang, can you guarantee that there will be no minor problems? After all, Sanctuary has no ability to withstand the wrong insertion, and the consumption of the civil war is completely cheap for the enemy.

"Mu, what are you worried about? Are you worried about Seiya?" Milo asked.

"No, Seiya doesn't need me to worry, what I am worried about is the current situation. What kind of battle will we as saints face, and the enemy we face, can we handle it?" Mu He frowned and said, at least he didn't think his words would come true.

"Let's see more, Seiya and the others will grow up at that time, they will surpass us, and reach places we can't touch. So, instead of worrying about the future, it is better to do something practical." Milo said with a smile, he Knowing that exercising them will grow stronger, become infinitely stronger,

I just need to teach them carefully, the miracles that group of little guys can create are obvious to all.

"You're optimistic." Mu looked at Miro and said with a wry smile. He knew Fang Lang's strength and character clearly, and it was unimaginable that Fang Lang would lead others to deal with the enemy.

What kind of power Fang Lang possesses is very clear to Mu. It is no exaggeration to say that even ten Mudus have nothing to do with Fang Lang.

"Mu, do you think that lord will really come to our side? After all, all the principles of a saint are against this lord." Milo said worriedly. After all, a powerful force is likely to become an enemy. Anyone would be worried.

Fang Lang's actions are different from other saints. As a saint, he is not respectful to Athena. As a saint, he does not insist on his own justice, and even keeps changing his views. Indecisive.

Anyone who can't make a conclusion in a short time will make a loophole in his mission, and this loophole is likely to kill him.

Fortunately, Fang Lang's small universe is powerful, with the strength of the peak of human beings.

Otherwise, he might have died in that humble corner long ago.

"Miro, no matter how unreliable you think he is, no matter how unreliable you think he is to us saints, you have seen his strength, can you resist? Facing him, apart from deep despair, you Will you feel anything else?" Mu said meaningfully, after all, one day in the future, Fang Lang's shocking things to the world will make Mi Luo even more surprised.

How amazing it would be to make a god's patent—the holy garment—with a mortal body.

Milo might think that Fang Lang is the reincarnation of that god. After all, how can humans make things that only gods can make?

"Mu, don't you think it's wrong? Is that lord really a human being? That little universe that makes me feel hopeless, a little universe that even Mr. Tong Hu wouldn't have, right?" Milo asked. Lang felt deeply terrified of the small universe back then. He had never heard of anyone with such a powerful small universe.

"Miluo, Fang Lang is an existence we can't imagine. He is at a height we can't see. It is an unimaginable level. Remember, let's not talk about him." Mu said seriously , in his eyes, at least Fang Lang made it impossible for them to reach the level.

"Mu, why do you say that?" The confusion in Miro's eyes was real, and Fang Lang's question kept flashing before his eyes, and he wanted to know the root of this matter thoroughly.

"Miro, remember that mortals cannot set foot in the realm of the gods. We just need to be ourselves. In fact, we are just the pieces on the chessboard, the medium through which the gods win. We are not allowed to know too much. "Mu said with emotion, Fang Lang is the person who has the most ability to become involved in any field as a human being.

Mu firmly said that he thought Fang Lang was a man who created a new dimension. He knew that the world had changed, and he didn't know why only he had discovered this subtle change.

"Mu." Miro nodded to show that he knew that Fang Lang's affairs were no longer the focus of his attention, so Seiya's growth would be the first priority!

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Pisces

All Saga saw was the corpse, that of Aphrodite.

The beautiful ketone body can be seen at a glance, but there is no golden holy garment on his body. The golden holy cloth of Pisces is safely placed beside Aphrodite.

The cracks in the golden vestment show that he has experienced a great battle, and the fragments of the bronze vestment on the ground also confirm this.

"Ahem, Saga." Aphrodite gently raised his hand, his posture was charming but his movements were very slow.

His face was full of pain, and his black eyebrows were furrowed fiercely.

"I'm here, Aphrodite, how are you?" Saga held Aphrodite's hand tightly, knelt down on one knee, in order to adapt to Aphrodite's height.

"I, I'm going to die...I'm going to that distant world. So, for Athena... you can come with me at ease!" Rose pierced into Saga's body and hugged Saga tightly.

Saga's eyes widened fiercely and were bloodshot.

At this moment, she didn't expect a sudden event, the white roses stuck on his chest were not only one, but hundreds of them!

Because of the instant precedent, he didn't think that Saga would be killed by a small white rose, so he carefully prepared a hundred roses.

Shun let him go and didn't take his life away, so, for Athena, this life must be valuable!

The big devil in the sanctuary has always been Saga, so, for the sake of Athena, go to hell!

"Aphrodite! Why? Do you want to..." Saga asked in panic, unable to break free. He discovered the changes in Aphrodite's small universe.

This lunatic, is he going to choose this path of death together!

Use your own blood and white roses to kill me, I never thought that I, Saga, would die in such a way. ..