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The majestic torrential rain fell from the sky, watering the wet ground non-stop, the slate covered with yellow sand became dirty under the washing of the rain, and the hieroglyphic symbols carved on the slate were almost filled with silt.

Aiolos wiped the rain off his face, looked up at the dark sky, "It was wind and then rain, the weather here is really..."

The two people following him were also drenched enough by the crackling raindrops. Milo twisted his hair countless times along the way, and the natural curly sapphire blue hair was wet into strands, hanging on his shoulders in a mess. back.

Being drenched in the rain is actually nothing. The most uncomfortable thing is that the temperature of these raindrops is frighteningly low. The indescribable biting cold penetrates all the way from the surface of the skin, making people shiver involuntarily.

Milo couldn't help shivering while running, and subconsciously asked Camus, "What do you think of this temperature?"

Camus looked as usual: "I don't feel anything."

Milo muttered: "I think so, the weather in Siberia is estimated to be this cold every day..."

The three of them passed through the narrow valley at high speed. On both sides of the road, we could see soaked undead lying on the floor, twitching, rolling around unconsciously in the mud on the ground, and those who could move were dragging their bodies numbly Go deep into the valley.

Following the direction of the undead and turning a few passes, a temple dug out of a huge rock suddenly came into view, with four giant statues of gods with animal heads and human bodies sitting on the front, silently overlooking everyone who walked under their feet. Undead ready for judgment.The entrance of the temple is a very narrow stone door, which is very inconspicuous when it is sandwiched between four giant statues, but at this moment the door panel seems to have disappeared, and the surrounding rocks have also collapsed a lot, like a tank driving at high speed. The tragedy of hitting the past.

Milo lowered his head to confirm the paw prints on the stone road: "It seems that Cerberus just broke through, so this should be the second prison, and we went right."

The three cheered up and walked into the temple. The light inside was very dim, and there were broken stone bricks and pillars everywhere, engraved with densely packed ancient Egyptian hieroglyphs. God Psalm.

"It seems that the guards here don't like to clean the room that much... Huh?" Aiolos paused for a while, looking at the faintly bright exit not far away with some disbelief.

"An underworld fighter without guards?" Camus who followed behind also slowed down, looking around vigilantly.

Milo didn't make a sound, his eyes kept scanning everything in the temple, watching, all the harpy-faced strange birds on the murals suddenly turned their heads in unison, their cold eyes fixed on the intruder's body .

The three made a decisive decision and ran away!

There was the sound of stones shattering continuously from the side above the head, followed by a smell of stench, countless human-faced eagles broke through the wall, and rushed towards several people with strange screams, sharp as steel. The claws aimed at the eyeballs and grabbed them down. Seeing this, Aiolos slowed down and landed at the end. Then he opened the metal wings of the Sagittarius Golden Saint Cloth and slammed it. A gust of wind was blown up instantly, and a large number of human-faced eagles dodged It was too late to be deflected by the wind pressure belt and hit the nearby ruined wall, and immediately turned into clusters of black feathers scattered on the ground.

Before the three could breathe a sigh of relief, the temperature in the temple suddenly began to soar, and the scattered black feathers instantly turned into a large number of pitch-black flames, which spread at an astonishing speed. In less than a second, even the air began to burn. The freezing air covered the three of them, and then used a diamond stardust to forcefully extinguish the flame blocking the exit, and then rushed out sullenly. Milo followed closely behind, and was about to turn around and tell Aiolos to come out quickly, but only It was too late to see that the broken pillars in the temple couldn't bear the black flames and turned into coke, and the whole huge rock that was the ceiling lost its support, and collapsed in a series of earth-shattering loud noises!

"Be careful!!!" Kamiao yelled at Miro, grabbed his arm and jumped up. At this moment, the mountain behind him had completely collapsed, and black flames came out of the cracked cracks and licked the rock wall recklessly. , A strong heat wave sprayed out from the narrow back door, like a pile driver, the two people who were still in the air were directly blasted hundreds of meters away, and fell headlong into the valley.

It was a terrible fall. The two of them lay on the ground for a few seconds before their brains came out of the shutdown state and started to work. When they reached out and touched it, they found that something was wrong with their hands. Under the infection of the breath, all the flowers showed an enchanting purple-red color, as if drinking blood.

Camus patted Miro on the shoulder and signaled him to get up quickly. The golden spikes here are too evil, and there might be accidents if they lie in the flowers. Miro rubbed the painful spot on his face and got up. Looking for a place where there are no flowers in full bloom, I suddenly feel a huge cosmic energy rising into the sky behind me!

The two turned their heads at the same time, and saw a golden beam of light piercing the sky from the foundation of the collapsed temple, running through the entire mountain. A large number of black flames and cracked rocks were blasted away by the power of the golden small universe, followed by one gold and one black. Two figures soared up from the ruins dragging huge metal wings, and in the blink of an eye, they made hundreds of moves in the air with sparks and lightning!The black flames and the golden fist wind complement each other to form countless afterimages, which are extremely shocking against the blood-red sky.

Ikki saw that the winner could not be determined within a short period of time, so he stopped his attack and opened the distance, his wings retracted: "After all, he is the Pope, so he still has some skills."

Aiolos didn't want to just let him go, and the golden arrow pointed directly at the opponent's head: "How many benefits has the underworld given you, allowing you to abandon the pride of being a Phoenix Saint and bow down to the enemy ?”

Yihui said coldly: "You made a mistake in one of the most basic things - under the guidance of the magic star, my destination is only here."

Aiolos slowly tightened the bowstring: "Then I don't have to be polite."

There was a very short sound of piercing through the air, and the arrow roared out with a mighty force.

Ikki opened his eyes wide and watched the golden arrow split into six in an instant, and then split into countless phantoms again, shooting out the flames flying all over the sky like a storm, and tearing away the flames blocking him like sharp claws. With a movement of the finger in front of the black flame array, a large wall of fire rose around again, and most of the arrow feathers were quickly melted and evaporated by the high temperature, but one still penetrated all obstacles and directly shot through Bennu's Mingyi Breastplate!

"...Heh." A hint of playfulness appeared on Yihui's face, "You are really strong, I admit that I may not be your opponent, but..." The next moment, he actually held the stick that pierced his heart with his backhand. He pulled out the golden arrow without changing his expression, and the damaged part of his chest quickly healed like a shrunken flower petal.

Aiolos looked as usual, but his eyes still revealed the flash of shock in his heart. The blow just now was absolutely unrestrained. Theoretically, the only end of the target hit by the golden arrow was to be wiped out, but the other party used his body He blocked it directly, and even the injury healed quickly, which means that the blow just now had no effect at all!

A few wisps of black flame rose from Ikki's palm, directly roasting the golden arrow into a tick-tock liquid. The wings behind him were fully opened, and the wall of fire spread wildly under his command until it completely engulfed the two of them. There was a little contempt in the tone: "I can tell you frankly, you can try to beat me again countless times, but never try to kill me."

"... Tsk!" Aiolos frowned displeased, the approaching high temperature forced him to retract his wings and turn into a defensive posture, lest those black flames that are not easy to mess with at first sight would lick him body.

There was another continuous collision of small universes in the sky, but the two people in the golden spikes had no energy to care about Aiolos' safety at the moment. Cerberus suddenly jumped out from nowhere and chased them It bit, and it didn't know which of its three heads had a wrong string, it chased Milo from beginning to end, just thinking that Camus on the other side was air.

Relying on his own agility, Milo dodged a few impacts, turned over and jumped up and grabbed one of the necks, gathering strength with his fingertips to dig out all the remaining eyeballs. Having been beaten by Tong Hu in a similar way, he grew a heart, and when Milo's legs were not locked, he shook his head violently, directly throwing him back to the ground from his head, and lifted his ton-heavy forefoot Just step on it.

In an instant, a piercing blast of freezing air blew from behind Cerberus, and the surface of his skin was immediately covered with a layer of ice. He suddenly twitched his limbs and lost his balance. Milo made a tactical roll and flashed Cerberus' attack Before he could catch his breath, the beast actually lay down on the ground and rolled over. It seemed that the "rumbling" posture was intended to directly crush him to death with his huge body.

Milo could only get up and continue to dodge left and right, trying to get rid of the three-headed dog that insisted on him, and cursed all the dirty words in his heart...

Camus over there watched his comrades jump up and down after being chased, and was so anxious that he burned the small universe again and planned to freeze all four of Cerberus' legs.

"The trial begins."

A strange and low-pitched piano sound slowly flowed from the ear, and the heavy plucked strings slowly hit the tympanic membrane like a drumbeat. Gradually, even the frequency of the heartbeat seemed to be shifted away from the rhythm of the piano sound. coincide.

Camus blinked blankly, and the surrounding scenery had changed into an overwhelming papyrus scroll at some point in time. The painting described in detail the process of the gods leading the dead into the underworld. Countless human-faced eagles emerged from the scroll, circling Beside Camus, with the sound of the piano, he began to sing the "Book of the Dead" to pray for the protection of the dead——

"The dead rise up and sing the sun

Praise be to you, Ra, for your amazing ascent!

You rise and shine and make the heavens roll aside.

You are the king of the gods, the lord of all creation,

We come from you and are made holy through you.

Thy priests come out at dawn, washing their hearts with laughter;

The divine wind carries music through your golden strings.

At sunset they embrace you like every cloud

From your wings flashes the colors reflected in the sky.

You have walked through the zenith, and your heart is glad;

Both your morning and evening boats have a fair wind;

Before you, Mathe holds up her fateful feather,

The halls of Anu are clamoring for your name..."

In the picture scroll, the papyrus boat on which the deceased was riding slowly moved forward in the dark river until it stopped in front of a huge scale. Anubis with the head of a jackal was holding a white feather in both hands, which was extremely beautiful. Piously put it on the weighing pan on the right, and under the empty weighing pan on the left is a monster Amit with the head of a crocodile, the upper body of a lion and the lower/half/body of a hippopotamus, greedily licking Mouth, waiting to swallow the overweight sinful heart at any time.

Anubis adjusted the weights on the balance, turned to stare at Camus, and said loudly, "O dead man, offer your heart and let me weigh it!"

Boom, boom, boom——

The nerves in the chest began to rupture, the muscles lost their elasticity, the blood vessels shattered, and the tissues rotted...

In the end, Camus could only watch helplessly as the heart flew out of his chest and flew straight into the hands of Anubis. He put the heart on the left weighing pan, but as soon as he let go of his hand, the weighing pan fell straight to the ground. Go down, so that the feathers on the other side are raised high.

Anubis picked up the overweight heart and tossed it like throwing trash. Amit, who had been waiting for a long time, jumped up with a fierce look in his eyes, grabbed the heart in one mouthful and began to feast on it.

"Now declare the result of the trial—the dead, guilty!"

guilty!

guilty! !

guilty! ! !

The sentence of Anubis echoed in this space accompanied by the sharp sound of the zither, and the monsters lurking at the bottom of the river poked their heads out one after another, climbed onto the papyrus boat, and tore the dead man's body to pieces!

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"Hmph, it seems that the Golden Saint Seiya is nothing more than that." Farao watched Kamiao fall down without a sound, stopped playing, and looked carefully at the heart he just took out, showing doubts— — Strange, why does this heart seem to have begun to rot?

Forget it, anyway, this golden saint is dead anyway, so we just need to concentrate on dealing with the other...

"Crack." There was a slight freezing sound.

Farao was stunned for a moment, the temperature of the heart in his hand suddenly dropped and froze into a hard piece, the cold air rushed all the way along his arm and instantly froze his entire right arm!

"Damn it!" Farao threw the heart out with a wave of his hand, and when it hit the rock, it instantly shattered into countless sparkling ice slags, but the cold air on his body spread like maggots, and soon froze his body. The whole body, the bow-shaped qin in his hand lost its support, and fell to the ground with a "clang".

Across the transparent ice wall, Farao watched in horror as Camus, who had lost his heart, climbed up from the ground, covered his chest and walked to him for a look, then bent down to pick up the bow-shaped violin under his feet, and the whole violin body instantly It froze into a lump of ice, and when I squeezed it hard, it suddenly "cracked" into pieces of ice.

The battle on the other side also came to an end. Cerberus fell heavily to the ground with a miserable wailing sound. His whole body was pierced with countless blood holes, which looked like honeycomb coal at a glance. Milo patted the dust on his body. Going around its huge half-dead body, I saw Camus and the huge ice coffin in front of him at a glance, and raised his chin: "What is that?"

Ka Miao turned around when she heard the words, and explained: "It's the underworld fighter who guards this area. He seems to be too confident in his own strength, but unfortunately...he's not very lucky."

"Really?" Milo went up and knocked on the big ice block with the mentality of visiting, "But since this guy has been sealed in the ice coffin, there should be no threat, let's continue on our way."

"...Okay." Camus followed Miro's pace, and the two rushed across the field of golden spikes towards the third prison.

As he ran, Milo suddenly remembered something: "By the way, why is Aiolos gone? Wasn't there a lively fight in the sky just now?"

"...I didn't pay attention." Ka Miao pondered for a moment, her tone firm, "but I believe he won't die so easily."

The author has something to say:

Falaol is an African after all, and if he had just stared at the other man, he would have succeeded...