The man yelled, he closed his eyes, roared, and then rushed towards the dark saints inside the gate of the city hall.

At this moment, he was desperate, he had given up his life.

Seeing the man rushing up with the miner's pick, the expressions of the Dark Saints were full of mockery. An ordinary person, holding a miner's pickaxe, dare to resist them? They are dark saints, and this little miner's pick can't hurt them at all.

In the face of ordinary people's attacks, they don't need to evade at all. At this moment, all the Dark Saints thought so. Facing the man rushing over, none of them had any defensive posture at all.

However, the next moment, the man rushed in, he rushed in front of a dark saint, and then the miner's pick in his hand slammed down hard, smashed in front of the dark saint, and then the miner's pick smashed through the dark. The helmet of the saint pierced his head directly.

In front of this ordinary miner's pick, the dark saint clothing on this dark saint looked as fragile as a piece of paper.

Blood was gushing out, and the dark saint who was still arrogant the moment before fell under the feet of the man, and was smashed to death by him with a pickaxe.

Blood splattered on the man's face, and the poor man trembled. He opened his eyes, and the scene in front of his eyes made him stunned.

He is not dead. The dead is the dark saint. He really killed the enemy! At this moment, the man was trembling, and his mind went blank. He didn't even know what happened.

More than this poor man. Seeing their companions being killed, at this moment, in the city hall, all the dark saints' faces were ugly to the extreme. They looked at the man and the corpse on the ground with incredible gazes, and their expressions were even a little horrified.

Why? ! Why can an ordinary ordinary person with an ordinary miner's pickaxe kill the Dark Saint Seiya? !

"Kill him!" Suddenly encountering such a weird situation, the Dark Saints were stunned. But soon, from the shock, the nearby Dark Saint Seiya was furious. They roared and rushed towards the poor man, trying to kill him.

The speed of the Dark Saint Seiya is so fast, of course this poor man can't even see the movements of the Dark Saint Seiya. However, just when these dark saints rushed up, the poor man just yelled in horror, and he swung wildly with the miner's pick in his hand.

But an unbelievable scene happened again. The poor man just wielded the miner's pick indiscriminately, but his miner's pick seemed to be an artifact with spirituality. The dark saints who rushed up all seemed to hit the miner's pick with their heads.

Soon, around this poor man, there were already a few more corpses belonging to the Dark Saint Seiya. All of them were smashed through their heads by the miner's pickaxe. He fell to the ground, his eyes widened, and he looked deadly.

Seeing this scene, this time, the remaining Dark Saints all inhaled air-conditioning. If the first time is just a coincidence, then what the **** is this time? !

At this moment, their eyes changed completely when they looked at the poor man and the miner's pick in his hand.

And this poor man himself was already stunned.

He stared at the miner's pick in his hand blankly, feeling a little unspeakable in his heart. A thought came up in his mind, "Could it be that the **** of miners is helping him?!"

Because he usually works hard in the mines, the **** of the miners heard his prayer and injected divine power into this miner's pick? ! At this moment, the poor man's small brain could only think of such a possibility.

"This...what the **** is going on?!" The dark saints looked at this poor man's eyes completely changed. And some of the dark saints couldn't help but look at Yavid. At this moment, Yavid's expression on the top of the building was also ugly to the extreme.

Different from the arrogance and freehand brushwork before, at this moment, his expression is already extremely solemn. His gaze was looking down at the city hall, his gaze patrolled, and he seemed to be looking for something. But even with his strength, he still couldn't find anything wrong.

"With such an ability, but hiding his head and showing his tail, isn't your Excellency afraid of being laughed at?!" Standing on the top of the building, Yavid shouted loudly.

Hearing Yavid's words, at this time, the Dark Saints naturally woke up on the spot. It is not this poor worker who is really powerful, but behind this worker, there is a master who is secretly helping him!

As soon as I thought of this, the Dark Saints were all like enemies!

Their gazes were all subconsciously searching around. Unfortunately, no matter how they searched, they couldn't find any clues at all.

"Have such an ability, and take care of my affairs. Is it a person from Sanctuary? No, Sanctuary should have been exhausted to deal with the affairs of the Hades army. It is impossible to have extra manpower to deal with me. ! Could it be the other masters who passed by here? Or maybe it was behind Venice..." In Yavid's mind, countless thoughts kept flashing.

However, when Yavid and the Dark Saints looked as if they were facing the enemy, the poor man with the miner's pick, he was shaking, but he mustered up his courage again. He yelled and wanted to do it again Once rushed towards the dark saints.

But this time, in the ears of the poor man, there was a joke of laughter, "Why, it's swelled. Do you think that with the help of your miner god, you can single out so many dark saints? ?"

Accompanied by this playful laughter, a figure appeared out of thin air in front of the poor man as if silently.

This figure is tall and handsome, and he wears a long robe and mantle from the ancient Eastern world. On his back, he carried a huge box wrapped in white cloth. The poor man rushed forward, caught off guard, and almost ran into the box.

One staggered and fell to the ground. The poor man was a little dumbfounded, but quickly, he looked at the figure in front of him. This usually dull man was blessed to the soul at this moment. He did not hesitate to crawl on the ground and knelt down, "Please beg You, save my child!",...