Pirate's Infinite Wings

The small universe on the surface of the sea makes people feel uncomfortable. This feeling is really unpleasant.

This kind of small universe seems to be suppressed, it can't break through no matter what.

"Who the hell is it? It's raging in this Indian Ocean?" Leo Eoria was full of doubts, he didn't think the Pluto fighters had this ability.

It can survive in the deep sea and exude such a terrifying small universe.

Really, there was a sudden sense of unknownness.

Aiolia frowned, the Indian Ocean in front of him suddenly brought fear to him.

What is it sacred, it makes me feel such a terrible breath.

A small universe like Shaka is really terrifying.

...

Fang Lang stood in front of Mu and said, "Mu of Aries, I have already figured out the principle of the manufacture of saint clothes. When I come back, I will tell you the results of my experiment."

Mu looked at Fang Lang in front of him and shook his head slightly. He had already discovered that Fang Lang had reached a conclusion based on his own analysis, so of course he had to believe him.

Mu nodded: "Fang Lang, I want to know where you will go."

Fang Lang, who was finishing his clothes, was stunned. Where he was going, of course he had fulfilled his grand desire to build a power.

"I, of course I will find a place where I can stay, don't worry about anything."

Fang Langlue said comfortably, the gentleness in his eyes reminded him of his family, which was very warm.

Really, I suddenly found that I was really reluctant to let this group of warm guys die in the future holy war.

Fang Lang shook his head and disappeared into Mu's sight.

Mu looked at Fang Lang who disappeared in a daze, he didn't know why, he always felt that he would be saved by the handsome man who disappeared in front of him someday in the future.

Fang Lang, come back alive!

This is the prayer of the Golden Saint Aries and the most sincere blessing.

Fang Lang suddenly stopped and looked back, as if he heard Mu's silent prayer.

His face is more charming and confident, with an elegant smile.

No matter how cruel the world is, I will face the world with my smile!

Fang Lang took firm steps, and every step he took strengthened his faith.

He is not a saint of Athena, he is not a person of this world.

But he felt that the world still cared for him and had cheerful memories.

So, I won't let those so-called gods destroy the world!

Therefore, Mu, Eoria, Tonghu and Xinghua.

For you, I will work hard during the holy war!

Don't die so easily, everyone!

China*Lushan*Wulaofeng

Tong Hu was training Zilong's daily physical training. Suddenly Tong Hu sneezed. He didn't know what was wrong. Did he really catch a cold?

What a terrible guy, he can catch a cold.

I have never heard of a Saint Seiya catching a cold, let alone the highest level Golden Saint Seiya.

Although he had already given the Libra Golden Saint Cloth to Xinghua, his small universe has not shrunk at all.

Even if I sit here for a hundred years, nothing will happen.

In other words, that bastard is talking about me?

Tong Hu was angry, why did he find someone to talk about it these days?Obviously he has lived in seclusion for more than two hundred and forty years, why would anyone still remember the old man?

This is such a terrible world, someone will talk about me, an old guy.

Fang Lang was feeling how determined he was and how he wanted to fight with them.

If Fang Lang knew that Tong Hu was cursing him, he would definitely kill Lushan desperately.

Tonghu, this old fellow, actually treats kindness as donkey liver and lungs, bastard, you guys go to death for me!

Even so, Fang Lang would definitely not let Tonghu die.

Hades, you don't want to take the lives of people around me.

The first problem now is to find the material to make the saint clothes, the steel that can only be found in cinnabar sand and the gods, it is really damn.

"It's really troublesome, I can't figure out why there is such a trouble."

Finally came to the conclusion that I just wanted to show my skills when I was full of confidence. As a result, what the hell is it without materials?

Sure enough, he still hadn't perfected his plan. Really, Fang Lang, who had never planned, got a headache.

Sure enough, we must make a good plan!

"So, are you going to the God Realm?"

Looking up at the blue sky, in his eyes, it seemed very far away.

There may be no way to go to the God Realm, then I will go to the Underworld!

The small universe that understands the eighth sense is just the weak in his own eyes. His small universe can come and go freely in the entire world, even the underworld.

Fang Lang, who made up his mind, is a representative of the pragmatic faction, so just do it!

Ants of the underworld, are you ready? The magnificence of this uncle is coming, don't let me down, the ceremony to welcome me.

Fang Lang showed a cruel smile. The ghost fighters in the original work are always arrogant and abuse the saints endlessly.

He was ugly, but he dared to come out and die.

Fang Lang is going to walk for the sky, let me see what capital you have not been sealed, or the Underworld Warrior who escaped.

...

"Huh? This uneasy feeling is really terrible."

Xinghua, who was far away in the sanctuary, said that she suddenly had a way to go to a place far away from the people around her, that place seemed to be...the underworld.

Xinghua showed a panic expression, and a layer of cold sweat appeared on her delicate face under her mask.

Who is the problem?

It's really frustrating.

This feeling makes people flustered inexplicably.

Xinghua stroked her face through the mask, she wanted to be quiet.

She didn't like this feeling. She always felt that what she had lost was very important.

"Did you have an accident, Fang Lang." Looking up at the starry sky, Xinghua said silently...