Pirate’s Infinite Wings

"Has Poseidon really resurrected perfectly?" Of course Xinghua knew what this meant. What Seiya and the others were about to face was the mythical Lord Poseidon who once galloped above the sea.

"Yes, at the same time Poseidon captured Aiolia." Fang Lang's tone was very heavy. Aiolia was captured six years ago, which means that Poseidon has been resurrected six years ago. In the past six years, has he recovered the strength of the age of mythology?

All of these are unknowns, he cannot be sure, a single Abandoned Heaven Emperor made him burnt out, but now there is a troublesome guy like Sea King Poseidon, it is really nerve-wracking.

"Aiolia? He's not dead?" Xinghua suddenly became a little surprised. It's unbelievable that the person who was considered dead six years ago is still alive.

"He's not dead, but we don't know his condition yet. All of this is unknown. We have no way of knowing anything about the situation in the sea world. We are like blind men." Fang Lang explained this fact, but, this It made them even more confused about this trip to the sea.

"Then your action this time is not very dangerous. In that case, why don't you use the Gold Saint Seiya?" Xinghua asked suspiciously. She is no longer impulsive. Now she has learned to think, and even more so. Make her stronger in the face of adversity.

"I don't know, I vaguely noticed that this is a test." Fang Lang said, he thought so, so he wanted to say it, but the beautiful face didn't express any emotions, it was a rare one. A touch of helplessness.

"Fang Lang." Xinghua looked at Fang Lang in this state, and said distressedly.

"Um?"

"Come back alive." After saying that, he turned around and disappeared in place.

"Alive, I want to live the last one, no one can do anything to me." Fang Lang straightened his back suddenly, his eyes were firm.

He wants to change the world, no matter what, he wants to reach that height, and he wants to take over the order.

He wants to create his own rules, and he wants to make the world turn according to his own will.

"Then, we have to act now, Seiya, we have a heavy burden on us, we must understand the facts seriously." Fang Lang suddenly expressed helpless emotion.

He knew that the chance of surviving this battle was not high, but there were still many things he needed to do. He needs to be ready and save Aiolia.

"Hmph, Poseidon, the sea emperor, I want to let you taste my wrath!" He has always been annoyed by the matter of Aiolia, and now this is also a chance for revenge.

He smiled suddenly, and walked towards the last house of the zodiac. He needed to understand the things he faced, and he had to be careful about the things he faced.

So I need the help of the Golden Saint Cloth, as long as I can improve a little bit.

Lightspeed Fist is not the pinnacle of the Golden Saint, on the contrary, it is just the beginning, the beginning of becoming a Saint. Saints who can reach the seventh sense can be regarded as having obtained certain qualifications. Seiya and the others have already touched the threshold of this qualification, and now they can be regarded as half golden saints.

So with the qualifications to play, you don't have to be cannon fodder like other saints.

They are fighters chosen for jihad, who have the opportunity to face other fighters.

In Fang Lang's eyes, the Pisces golden holy clothes are very strange. He doesn't know why Abrodi is so unbearable?

In the later golden soul, how powerful he and his roses were. Although he was still caught, the kind of battle was completely different. It was said that there was no way to face such Abrodi.

Now it seems that Abrodi opened up his eighth sense when he was in the underworld, and at the same time, he has a good understanding of his skills and the advantages he can use.

"It doesn't matter, you have to feel the golden holy clothes now, and it will be useful when you set off tomorrow." Fang Lang looked at the Pisces Palace full of roses, and shook his head gently. The war has just ended, and he will face the next fierce battle .

"Abrodi, I can feel your actions and your will. Athena's crisis will continue. Do you wishful thinking that a mortal like Saga can resist the gods?" Fang Lang knew this Abrodi will accept the words, after all, the Golden Saint Cloth of Pisces is still under the influence of his small universe.

"Abrodi, if you yearn for a peaceful world, we should cooperate so as to ensure world peace." Fang Lang smiled. He was laughing at the world, and there was nothing that could stop his decision.

Facing any difficulties that will come with a smile, even facing Emperor Qitian, he will face it with a smile, you are not the existence that can stop me.

I want to create the rules and order of this world. His ambition is not small. The rules will change the world. Because of this hypocritical world, the gods have too many things to do.

"In the past, Long Aotian didn't always want to go against the sky and his fate, but now I also want to go against the sky. In the past, they always said that what they thought was not realistic, but it's a pity that he has become so ridiculous." Fang Lang suddenly laughed, His appearance made him helpless. In the extremely romantic Pisces Palace, he said such words in front of the Pisces Golden Saint Cloth. What the hell is this?

My neuroticism has become serious again. Could it be that I have become neurotic?

It seems that I am really not a normal person. I really still have no way to understand myself, even myself. Sure enough, people who want to change the world are neurotic, and we are all like this.

Saga this guy is schizophrenic,

Hades, the king of the underworld, hates humans almost beyond common sense.

The big bosses are indeed beyond common sense, they are all neurotic, so, I am going to successfully advance to become a big boss.

If this is the case, then it will be troublesome, I am afraid that I will face a group of righteous cheaters. ..