The Saint Seiya Who Shines in Marvel

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Holding fists in both hands, Le Xia subconsciously wanted to bow to Shi Ang, but Shi Ang gently supported him.

"I'm very pleased to see your mentality change, but unfortunately I don't have much time to tell you the old." Shi Ang looked at Le Xia's eyes very gentle and kind, and there was some timid luck, which gave Le Xia an illusion. It's like the look in his father's eyes every time he returns home from another place during the Chinese New Year in his previous life.

The repressed joy and concern of reuniting after a long time.

After a pause, Shi Ang said with a straight face, "The Giant Sacred Cloth is dead. You now have two choices. I can help you repair him, or I can teach you how to repair it, but you should also know how to repair it. What is the price to pay for the resurrection of a dead saint clothing."

Le Xia nodded, and Mu in the SS crossed over to Zilong. If he wanted to resurrect the dead saint clothing, he needed the saint to sacrifice his life.

Although this was just what he came out to scare Zilong, he really needed a lot of Saint Seiya's blood to resurrect the Saint Cloth.

Repairing two bronze holy clothes requires more than half of the blood of Zilong's body, so repairing a silver holy garment may require more than one-third of the blood.

If the human body loses more than one-third of its blood in a short period of time, it will die.

Because the blood of the Saint Seiya is rich in the power of the universe, it cannot be compensated by ordinary blood transfusions. Therefore, if he wants to repair the Saint Garment of the Great Lord, Le Xia is likely to die.

Shi Ang waved his hand, and the simple sacred suitcase behind him suddenly glowed with golden light. When the light faded, a sheep's head pattern with a pair of big horns appeared on the box of the white board.

"Or, you can choose to inherit my Aries golden saint."

Le Xia discovered that Shion who appeared this time was different from the previous Regulus. He was wearing a white robe instead of the Aries golden saint.

‘Can I inherit the golden saint of Aries? ’

Le Xia was stunned, the golden saint clothing, which Saint Seiya didn't want, the SS Galactic War chapter, the five strong and five weak fight for life, not just for a golden saint.

Okay, this sentence is a bit nonsense. The fight for the golden holy clothes is just a cover, at least none of the top five joined the battle to get the golden holy clothes.

But the attraction of the golden saint to the saint is unquestionable.

Now Shion waved his hand to distribute the golden saint clothes, so how could Le Xia not be overjoyed.

Looking greedily at the golden holy garment, Le Xia let out a sigh of relief. When she turned to Shi Ang again, there was no sadness or joy on her face.

With a puff, Le Xia knelt on her legs and knocked her head deeply.

"I implore Master to teach me the method of restoring the saint clothing, I am very grateful for my apprentice Lexia!"

Shi Ang's multiple choice question is actually a multiple choice question for Le Xialai.

After spending so long with the giant saint clothing and experiencing life and death together, knowing that the giant is still saved, how could Le Xia abandon him and choose a golden saint that is stronger than him? Woolen cloth.

There is no strongest saint clothing, only the strongest saint. Never dare to die, at least, Le Xia will not take the initiative to abandon her comrades-in-arms.

Seeing Le Xia who was kneeling on the ground, Shi Ang was not surprised, it seemed that all this had been in his expectation.

Reaching out his hand and stroking Le Xia's head, Shi Ang sighed with emotion, "After so many things, and...you can still maintain a pure heart, and I am very pleased to be a teacher. You are fine, very good..."

Le Xia raised her head and exclaimed excitedly, "Thank you Master! Master is here, please be respected by the disciple!"

Finally, I don't have to worry about the saint clothes being dry and dry, and I can take him by myself in the future!

Supporting Le Xia, Shi Ang stretched out his hand to the holy clothes box behind him. The golden light on the holy clothes box quickly faded into streamers and flew into his hands, and finally turned into a few golden tools. It was Mu who repaired the holy clothes. Those used when.

Passing the tools to Le Xia, Shi Ang stretched out his hand again and grabbed a pile of materials from the holy suitcase, "These are the tools and materials, and the rest of the work is left to you."

Le Xia looked at the holy clothes box suspiciously, could it be a magic pocket from the world of ‘Doraemon’? How could there be everything?

After hearing Shi Ang's words, Le Xia was taken aback, "Hey, Master, wait a minute, you haven't taught..."

Shi Ang's eyebrows suddenly emitted ripples of thought force, Le Xia hit the ripples, his head was instantly stunned, and at the same time, some knowledge and memories about the saint clothing began to emerge in his mind.

There are a total of seventy-nine constellations of the knowledge of saint clothing, which is also the total number of saints of the previous jihad.

Not only that, Shi Ang also taught Le Xia something beyond repairing the saint clothing.

When Le Xia opened his eyes, Shi Ang's shadow was no longer in the room, and the holy suitcase on the ground still kept its shabby and simple appearance, as if nothing had happened.

Le Xia was standing up, bowing deeply to the Saint Suitcase, and said silently in her heart, thank you Master.

Chapter 137: Are You Crazy

Regarding the secret of the Saint Clothes Box, Le Xia no longer wanted to explore it. It didn't make sense. This Saint Clothes Box didn't seem to have a fixed way to open it.

During the battle against the Destroyer, when he raised the universe to the seventh sense in a short time, Le Xia's lost memory was retrieved, and she finally knew how bald her head was, and remembered what happened in the environmental space.

It was only after Shi Ang left that Le Xia realized that he might as well not retrieve those memories.

Since this box is stimulated by the universe, he can open it, a few drops of blood can open it, and it can even open without doing anything. So why did Le Xia put so much blood for no reason at all that night!

What a fool!

Turning around, Le Xia was about to stop paying attention to the holy suitcase. Faced with such a golden finger that couldn't be opened, you could only choose to turn yourself into a buddha system, or you would have to die of anger.

When will you drive in the future, why, or whether to drive, feel free, and then I will be my grandson when I compete with you.

With the methods, tools and materials for repairing the saint clothing, repairing the knight is no longer a difficult task, and bloodletting is all it takes. Anyway, it is not unnoticed.

Although the blood lost by the Saint Seiya cannot be quickly replenished with the blood of ordinary people, the Saint Seiya will not die like ordinary people when they lose one third of their blood, because they have the universe.

What's more, as long as the Holy Cloth Cup is repaired, it doesn't matter how much blood is lost, it just doesn't matter if a cup of water can't make up for it, then another cup.

Looking at the tattered giant saint clothing on the ground, Le Xia raised her wrist, directly raised her hand knife, and swiped towards her wrist.

"Old friend, let you wait a long time, I will take you..."

bump! The door behind him was hit by a huge force, flew out against Le Xia's body, and hit the opposite wall and fell to pieces.

At the same time, the side glass window was smashed into pieces with a bang.

Le Xia was taken aback, ‘terrorist attack? ’

"Stop!" Two figures rushed in at the same time from the door and the window, one of them hugged Le Xia's arm and pulled him into a Tai shape.

"Xia, you are crazy!" Gwen yelled heartily.

"That is, no matter what happens, you can't think about it yourself!" Parker on the other side agreed.

The two firmly fixed Le Xia's arm to prevent him from taking the path of self-harm.

Le Xia bulged her cheeks, she didn't know what expression she should use to face friends and girlfriends who care about her so much. Guys, I'm starting to work, don't you be so surprised.

Five minutes later, Le Xia sat cross-legged in a circle with Gwen and Parker around the knight's garment.

"So, this saint is alive?" Parker stretched out his finger and gently touched the dimly colored saint.