[Saint Seiya] Master is Shaka

When a few people came to the Cancer Palace, Schiller, the Golden Saint Seiya of Cancer, was sitting on the rocks by the sea and kept wiping his hands with a handkerchief. He was not only disgusted, but disgusted.With the slight sea breeze, he flicked his pink hair back, and looked sideways at the person coming below.

"Did a few come back just after sending them away..." I don't know if it's because they are already so powerful that they don't care about the number of people present or they don't know how powerful they are, anyway, Schiller seems to be very popular: "Do you think people Is more enough?"

Because Gemini has already agreed to divide according to constellations, so Desmask naturally greeted the others and took a step forward. Compared with Schiller, he seemed very casual: "There are many people? I am afraid that one person will Enough...how could there be so many people?"

It was only at this time that he began to look at people, and Schiller's complexion quickly began to turn pale. He threw the handkerchief out of his hands regardless of the movements in his hand: "Who are you?"

"..." At first he wanted to speak, but after thinking about it, Deathmask didn't announce the name of the former golden saint, but smiled evilly: "People who are going to die, don't say anything."

This sentence made Schiller laugh angrily, and he casually pointed to the surroundings where several people were standing. Only now did they realize that the vicinity was densely packed with coffins.Seeing that several people had noticed, Schiller gritted his teeth and laughed: "Did you see these? It's full of people...that's where you should go to sleep!" After speaking, he waved his hand.

With his waving, the lids of many coffins snapped open, and many holy fighters covered in burning black cosmic bodies came out of them... or perhaps corpses, surrounded by such a strong black cosmic universe, it was already difficult to distinguish between life and death.

But for Dismask, he didn't care.Glancing sideways at the "corpses" surrounding him, he just chuckled: "Do you think this can scare me?"

"Just to see if you are the same as the female saint just now... You can't attack them who are also saints." With a smile, Schiller seemed to be intoxicated: "Ah...she is with another damn woman now Waiting for death in Huangquan Biliangpo... What a beautiful voice came from there."

Not noticing what Schiller said in the second half of the sentence, Desmask laughed loudly: "You said, you can't do it?"

His big laugh also caught Schiller for a moment, and then he put his arms around his shoulders, frowning slightly, apparently feeling uncomfortable with Dismask's big laugh, and snorted coldly: "What?"

"I... there is really nothing that makes me dare not do anything." Stop laughing, and in the turn of Death Mask, as he simply raised his hand, the power of the small universe suddenly manifested, causing groups of "corpses" All flew backwards and out.And he himself stood back to his original position, pursing his lips: "However, I couldn't help watching it... It really disappointed me... It made me miss myself a little bit." He looked at his hand , moving his fingers, with a smile still on the corner of his mouth.

Dismask didn't explain this, but everyone present remembered what he used to be like in Cancer Palace...the hideous faces and the screaming souls around him forever...Thinking about it, it's better than it is now. This Cancer Palace is much more terrifying.

Compared to him, Schiller was stunned for a moment. He really didn't expect that he would strike without any hesitation or fear at all... And what surprised him even more was that from his angle, he could see that Desmask's smile was too weird, weird It seems to be eager to try, and it seems to be excited.

God knows that Deathmask has done such things a lot, let alone being afraid, even if all these "corpses" are on him, he will not be afraid at all... On the contrary, he might want to go back to his old business and cut his face .

With his face pulled down a bit, Schiller didn't wait for Deathmask to continue, but made a sudden shot.After turning around a few times, he suddenly took a strange pose: "The Netherland is falling!" With his shout, a huge small universe exuding Yin Qi enveloped Deathmask.

And because it was a sneak attack, Deathmask failed to take this move, but was blasted into the sky, and then fell rapidly.Originally, this was not a difficult move for him to dodge, but he seemed to feel something when he was in the air, and he was stunned, which made him unable to leave.

With a "boom", Desmask fell hard to the ground, smashing the ground into a big hole.

All these developments were too ideal. Schiller couldn't help but frowned, but he still laughed without doubt, confident in his moves: "Do you feel the breath of death surrounding you? Isn't it interesting?" Ah ha ha ha ha ha……"

Then, Schiller's smile froze, and he looked straight at Dismask, who got up from the ground, and the latter moved his shoulders, neck, twisted his wrists, and smiled like a completely normal person: "Just because this is death Breath? At best, it's just blowing... But it's fun."

"You...?! How is it possible?!" Schiller was so out of breath that he couldn't even speak clearly... He had never seen his opponent hit the opponent with one move, but the opponent didn't feel anything at all.

Stretching out an index finger vertically towards the opponent, Desmask sneered and shook his finger: "If it wasn't for too long of inactivity, I wouldn't even be hit by you... How dare you call it the breath of death with this breath? "As his small universe gradually burned, a few white smoke slowly rose from the ground while Schiller was stunned. Those white smoke flickered, and they were vaguely like human faces.

For such a death mask, Schiller suddenly felt the breath of death coming from him, and he no longer dared to underestimate him: "I admit that you are qualified to be my opponent." He folded his arms around his chest, but he smiled ferociously: "But I can already smell your death... because you pissed me off! In this case, there is a place that suits you very well..." Although I didn't Spectrum, but the words are still arrogant.

"I was also about to say...I want to send you to a place that suits you..." Looking up, Desmask sneered a few times, and raised his hands almost at the same time as Schiller.

"Corpse Qi Underworld Wave!" For a moment, the two shouted the same move at the same time, and then looked at each other in astonishment. Cancer Palace.

Seeing the disappearance of the two speechlessly, Milo twitched the corner of his mouth: "What should we do now?"

"If you don't leave now, when are you waiting?" Abrodi didn't care at all, and said now, taking advantage of the fact that the other party couldn't hear the bad things: "It's good to report your name earlier... I want to ask Diss The thought of being hit by my moves... Heh." He said, playing with the delicate rose in his hand indifferently.

Sighing, Camus shook his head: "Let's go."

Nodding, Shaka walked forward, and even led the rest of the people towards the outside of the Cancer Palace... But Shaka always felt that he seemed to overlook something very important, and he always felt a little uneasy.But after thinking about it for a while, he didn't think of it, so he had to give up and move on to the next palace.

At this time, in Huangquan Biliangpo, Yuna was running around to avoid those undead, with fear in her eyes, and her steps were chaotic.When the two were sent to this place together, they thought they had a companion. Ten minutes ago, she was still in the mood to joke with her: "Speaking of which, Zilong was also sent to this place."

"Longfeng's father? Did he go out in the end..." Yuna was still terrified.

"...Then how do you think Longfeng got here?" The voice was angry and funny.

"Um," Yuna was silent after thinking about it.

Unexpectedly, in just 10 minutes, she seemed to be a different person suddenly. The breath around her body and the smile on her lips made Yuna terrified. The only thing she could do was run wildly, with only one thought in her body— — Stay away from her, stay away from her.

"Bang, bang" suddenly felt something, Yuna rolled on the spot, narrowly dodging the unknown object that almost hit her... alone.Take a closer look... isn't this Schiller?

But it seemed to be two voices... Yuna looked sideways.Sure enough, not far from Schiller, a large pit appeared on the ground on the other side, and there was also a figure inside.Without even thinking about it, Yuna hid aside.

Before Schiller got up, the man got up and cursed: "You used my tricks to send me to this place?! You thought I would be afraid?! I really don't want to live! I've been back and forth It's been so many times...it's the first time someone sent me here! It's a shame!" Just as he was saying these words, the man actually had a killing intent.In fact, it's not because I can't go back or I'm afraid of coming here... It's just because I lost face.

"How many times have you been here? Who are you?!" At this time, Schiller finally got up, looked at Deathmask with a livid face, and finally realized his current situation.

"If it's someone else, maybe you can take advantage of sending him here... But me?" Desmask raised his finger, and in an instant, countless white smoke rose from the ground, and quickly gathered into a Painful human faces screamed in the air, running away... The large number of souls almost made him a ghostly existence: "My name is Dismask... When I kill people, you probably still Not born yet!"

Backing away in astonishment, Schiller finally lost his composure: "You, you are the Cancer of the previous generation?!"

Nodding, Desmask looked at Schiller, and said in a dark voice: "So you think this deadly wave of the underworld...does it work for me?"

Gritting his teeth, Schiller didn't know how to continue: "You... you... let me go!" In fact, regarding Schiller's strength, the two of them are enough to fight head-to-head, but it's a pity that he wants to live too much. When facing a senior with the same moves as himself, he was too lacking in confidence...not even the courage to die.

Responding to Schiller was Desmask's raised lips: "What kind of golden saint are you!"

"Because, because the golden saint is the farthest from death..." Schiller subconsciously answered his question: "I, I just want to live..."

Hearing this, Deathmask suddenly calmed down. He quietly looked down at Schiller and repeated: "To survive?"

"Yeah, yeah..." Hearing that Deathmask seemed to be shaken, Schiller hurriedly turned over and stood up, and couldn't wait to explain: "The one thing that no one can escape is death...Look at how they look now Come on! I don't want to become so ugly... So I have to become stronger, and then wear this golden holy cloth... I heard that golden saints have a long lifespan, some live for hundreds of years! "The eyes are full of fanaticism.

God knows, when he mentioned that he lived hundreds of years, the corners of Deathmask's mouth twitched.Looking sideways at those tall and thin skeletons, and then looking back at Schiller, he seriously raised his hand and stroked his forehead: "Don't be kidding... Believe me, the one who lived hundreds of years... is not as good-looking as the group next to him. "

Dismask was not joking, he really remembered Tong Hu meditating in front of the Lushan Waterfall... If there is only one word that can describe it exactly... then it is really only purple eggplant, not irony but fact.

"What did you say!" Schiller, whose dream had been shattered, looked at him in astonishment: "Have you... seen it?"

Nodding, Desmask hooked his lips: "He is still alive... I don't know where it is. However, his appearance of more than two hundred years old... is really not as pleasing to the eyes as the group next to him."

"Lie to me! Master Mars lied to me! He said that golden saints can live forever..." Schiller slammed the ground frantically.

"It's true that it's not dead, but it's hard to see... tsk." Thinking of Tong Hu's appearance, Desmask looked disgusted.And this disgust also made Schiller even more crazy.

In an instant, a sudden change occurred, and the golden holy garment worn by Schiller suddenly left his side, and became the appearance of the holy garment stone again.This change also made Schiller stunned: "This is...how could it be..."

Sighing lightly, Desmask shook his head: "You...have the same fate in the end...it's really reincarnation." When things came to this, he didn't know what to do with him.Instead, the Saint Cloth Stone flew towards his position.

Stretching out his hand to grab the Saint Cloth Stone in his hand, he stared at the Saint Cloth Stone and suddenly sneered: "Since you want me to put it away... But, I won't put on the clothes of you who once gave up on me... saved me No, it’s not you.” With that said, he casually put the Saint Cloth Stone away and looked sideways at Schiller: “Your small universe is really weak...then, you can return to the ground without the Saint Cloth Is it?" Desmask had a half-smile.

"I..." froze for a moment, Schiller rushed towards Dismask: "Please return my holy clothes, please take me out! I don't want to die yet!"

"If you don't want to die, just continue to live here!" Desmask slammed his hand away, forcing Schiller to calm down: "You were once chosen by the Saint Cloth...It means that you are not incurable...If you I really want to live, strong thoughts will make you stronger even in this place!"

"This, this kind of place..." Schiller clenched his fists, and suddenly shouted: "I, I don't want to stay here!!!"

"Then live, and then come back to avenge me." Said indifferently, Desmask looked at the mountain wall beside him: "Let's go, the little girl hiding over there." Yuna, who was named, found out in shock Afterwards, Dismask grabbed his wrist and said, "Don't waste time, I am in a hurry to find someone." After speaking, the two of them left Huangquan Biliangpo in a flash, leaving Schiller silent , as if trying to think about what Dismask said.

"Live...I will live and seek revenge on you!" Looking up like this, Schiller's eyes were filled with light again: "I will never die in such a place!"

The author has something to say: It’s not Black Schiller, I actually think he’s quite pitiful... In order to survive, even Diss, who believes in power is justice, can’t compare to him... Diss will not kill him, in fact He hoped that Schiller could go back alive, so he would say that.Well, in fact, Diss has a good heart.

I really don't hate Schiller...well, he dances well【.

orz really has something to do today, so it’s too late to update it...I will post it tomorrow...I understand TAT