"Now, then I will impose sanctions on you in the name of the silver saint and your master! Yavid, you said you want to become a ghost fighter. If so, then I can only wipe out your soul. That's it." Bai Li said mercilessly.

"Come on! Old stubborn, let me see what you can do!" Yavid roared. His hard-hit soul struggled, unexpectedly re-burning the small universe.

As the atmosphere of the small universe burned, Yavid's soul seemed to still want to make a move towards Bai Li, but at this time, Bai Li had made a move before he made it.

"Citizens, it is my negligence for not teaching you well. But since you have come to this point, I will never show mercy. According to the rules of the sanctuary, the mistakes you have committed should be endured forever. Punishment! From now on, you will stay in this Huangquan Biliangzaka and make a stone statue."

Bai Li said this, looked at Pai and roared, struggling to shoot at his apprentice. The astonishing small universe exploded, and the terrifying aura seemed to shake the entire Huangquan Biliangzaka.

When the pale light disappeared, Bai Li's figure had also disappeared from this Huangquan Hirazaka. Only one cold stone statue remained in the same place. This stone statue is exactly what Yavid looks like. The stone statue struggled, until the last moment, in his expression, there still remained violent, unwilling and unrepentant resentment.

But these have no meaning. He, who was turned into a stone statue by Bai Li, was already dead, completely dead. Even though his soul was killed, even Hades, the Hades, cannot bring him back to life.

For Bai Li, it was his mistake and fault to cultivate Yavid this disciple. But fortunately, behind Yavid, not only Xiaozhi appeared to inherit the position of the silver saint on the altar seat, but Shion became the golden saint of Aries.

And compared to Yavid, the qualities of Xiaozhi and Shion are undoubtedly enough to match the nobleness of the Saint Seiya. Regardless of whether it is benevolence, wisdom, courage, any of these three aspects.

Venice. After killing Yavid's body and piercing his soul into Huangquan Biliangzaka, Xiaozhi restrained his microcosmic aura. Then his gaze turned to the poor man who was kneeling on the ground behind him again.

The other party also looked at Xiaozhi eagerly. The poor man looked at Xiaozhi's gaze, filled with shock and admiration, as if he really looked at the messenger of the gods.

"Hey, what's your name?" Xiao Zhi said with his eyes facing each other.

Facing Xiaozhi's words, the man's body trembled, and then he stammered, "Naru," he said subconsciously.

Facing the man's answer, Xiao Zhi nodded. Then he stretched out his hand and pointed to the altar over there and the children on the altar, "The dark saints who are in trouble here, I have all conquered. The rest, and those children, will be handed over to you. Understand?"

Xiao Zhi's words fell, and poor Naaru nodded subconsciously. Looking at him, Xiaozhi smiled dumbly, and then said, "Go, go and call someone to save them. These children, crying for so long, are exhausted even if they want to come."

With that said, Xiao Zhi turned around. Then he bent down and stretched out his hand to lift the silver saint on the altar seat on the ground again and put it on his back.

Seeing Xiaozhi's movements, at this moment, his heart trembled, and poor Naaru mustered up the courage and asked Xiaozhi, "That...that adult! I don't know if you are..."

He didn't finish his words, as if he knew what Naaru wanted to say, Xiaozhi didn't turn his head, just said, "Want to ask my name? Haha, Sanctuary Altarpiece Silver Saint Miki Hachi."

This sentence fell, and in front of Naaru, Xiao Zhi's figure had disappeared. Even though Naaru kept looking at Xiao Zhi, at the moment Xiao Zhi left, he still couldn't see clearly how Xiao Zhi disappeared.

But the poor man looked at the ground smashed by the garment box, the mess around it, and the corpses of the Dark Saint Seiya everywhere. He knew that everything that happened here today was not an illusion. It is that the Saint Seiya of the goddess Athena has come to help him and this Venice, and defeat the villains entrenched in it.

...

Sanctuary. Because of the oracle of Pope Sage, the Leo Golden Saint Ilias, who was seriously ill and weak, returned to the sanctuary.

Unlike in the past, in the impression of many Saint Seiya and Saint Seiya candidates in Sanctuary, the figure of the burly and tall, standing hero like a mountain is different. This time, the figure of Ulysses they saw was much thinner.

Ilias is very tall, more than 1.9 meters. But precisely because of this, under the torment of injuries, he now looks even thinner. The burly aura of the past is completely gone. It's just like a bamboo pole that will fall down anytime, anywhere.

He lost a lot. It is unbelievable that this hero standing on the pinnacle of mankind will actually be reduced to this point under the torment of illness. Perhaps it was precisely because he did not want other people in Sanctuary to see his unbearable appearance, so he left Sanctuary before and never returned.

He is the hero of the sanctuary, the most powerful golden saint among everyone in the sanctuary. He didn't want to disappoint those in the sanctuary because of his own appearance.

The beard belonging to the middle-aged man appeared on Ulys's face in a mess. His eye sockets are slightly sunken, and his cheekbones are somewhat protruding. When he came back, he walked back. He is carrying the garment chest of Leo's gold saint. Beside him, there was a little boy who looked a little cowardly but stubborn.

This child is naturally the son of Ulysses, Regulus. Both of them were dressed in ragged clothes, with a look of wind and dust on their faces.

When the two of them appeared outside the gate of the sanctuary, the whole sanctuary was alarmed with the report of the saint who was on duty! Almost all the Saint Seiya and Saint Seiya alternates came out to meet Ulysses.

Although many people have heard that Ilias was seriously ill and time is running out, but in their eyes, Ilias is still the hero of the sanctuary. Whether it is his power or his personality, people have unreserved admiration.

In the sanctuary, among those who greeted Ulysses, there were three golden saints. Rugnis, Manigote, and Tonghu who have also just returned to the sanctuary. ,, ..