Saint Seiya: This Gemini is a bit of a trap.

Little did I know that our reunion would be our final farewell.

……

Jalon removed his Saint Cloth helmet and silently paid his respects to Andromeda Oni, then began to tidy up Oni's remains.

As a comrade-in-arms, he had a duty to bring Oni's remains back to the Sanctuary for burial in the mortuary.

However, at that moment, he suddenly noticed that there was a line of bloody words faintly visible in Oni's clenched fist.

"The leader of the Dark Saints is Defteros..."

"Defteros?!"

Chapter 45 Doubt! A Risky Decision

The leader of the Dark Saints is none other than Defteros, one of the previous Geminis!

This information was obtained by Oni at great personal risk, so it must be true.

Moreover, recalling my experience on Canon Island,

Jia Long clearly remembers that Milo once said that Defteros's obsession suddenly left the Sanctuary 30 years ago.

The existence of obsessions stems from the fact that the deceased still have attachments to this land.

What is Defteros's concern?

It is another Gemini Aspros who died in the Star Palace more than 200 years ago!

"Could it be that Aspros also harbored some lingering attachments, and was even sealed away in the Star Palace?!"

Jia Long couldn't help but gasp.

If this professional rebel from over 200 years ago were to return, even if it were merely a manifestation of his seventh sense, he would be fully capable of once again conquering the Holy Land.

After all, Shion was old and Dohko was unable to move. How could a group of Silver Saints possibly stop this one of the top Gold Saints of the previous generation?

After the initial shock, Jia Long was suddenly struck by a bold idea.

"Aspros's extradimensional space and the Illusionary Demon Emperor Fist seem quite powerful! Defteros is no slouch either!"

If those two old guys could let me take a picture... um~

……

When Jia Long left the mansion, he had regained his composure.

After all, the existence of Aspros was only his speculation.

Perhaps Andromeda Oni knew something, but warriors who awaken their guardian constellation will have their souls ascend to the stars after death and become the guardian spirits of their natal constellation.

Jia Long had no way to ask Oni, so he could only think of other ways to verify the facts.

at this time.

The battle outside the mansion is drawing to a close.

Jia Long's two teammates showed the potential to become future Gold Saints.

Shura traded his injuries for injuries, and brutally killed Dark Canis Major.

Deathmask somehow managed to turn the tide and extract the soul of Canis Major.

He was now striking a victorious pose, laughing heartily at the souls shrouded in the aura of corpses in the air.

As Deathmask was feeling smug, Jalon came up to him.

"Desmus, go and search his memories."

"What?!"

While Dismus was still in shock, Jalon had already kicked him in the tailbone.

With a muffled thud, Deathmask was once again sent flying into the sky, crashing heavily into his own corpse energy.

"what!"

With a horrifying scream, Deathmask successfully completed his mission.

When he landed back on the ground, Deathmask's legs were weak and his whole body was convulsing. He looked at Jalong with murderous intent.

But looking at the remains of Oni on Jia Long's shoulder, and Jia Long's gloomy and cold face,

Dismuske wisely chose to mentally beat Jalon a hundred times over.

Then, under the latter's questioning gaze, he very cooperatively revealed what he had found through the soul search.

"The three of them also came from the Sanctuary training camp. They were once second-tier students. They lost to the current Silver Three Dogs in the Saint Cloth competition. They were unwilling to be ordinary, so they defected from the Sanctuary."

"Most of the other Dark Silver and Dark Bronze are like this. They are all losers in the struggle for the Saint Cloth, or those who could not bear the doctrines of the Sanctuary and the hardships of 7240. These are the real fallen warriors. One of them, named Qiang Ge, even comes from the Jamir clan."

"And the strongest among the Dark Saints are the Dark Twelve Palaces."

They were the first batch of trainees ten years ago. Like us, they apparently failed the final Saint Cloth trial and were lured into joining the Dark Saints.

"Oh, and... the leader of the Dark Saints is Dark Gemini!"

However, this person is very mysterious, much like our Holy Land's Pope. No one knows what he looks like. Dark Hound's memories are filled with worship of him, so his strength must be immense..."

The information Deathmask obtained was roughly the same as Jia Long's guess. Combined with the series of battles tonight, Jia Long had a basic understanding of the Dark Saints' strength:

Dark Bronze warriors are likely just ordinary Sixth Sense fighters.

Dark black and silver, its strength is equivalent to that of a true Bronze Saint.

The Dark Zodiacs were the previous generation's Gold Candidates, the first tier before Jia Long and his group.

Their strength far surpasses that of Darkness and Silver.

With such a formidable force, it's no wonder they dare to challenge the Holy Domain. Tomorrow's battle at the Star Demon Palace will surely be incredibly fierce.

Moreover, there are two variables: Defteros and Aspros.

Even Albiot would be doomed against these two.

"Oni is dead, our only remaining ally is Giluti..."

Jia Long looked at Deathmask and casually asked:

"Do you have any information about Oni and Gilutti?"

Deathmask thought for a moment and said:

"In the memories of the Dark Hounds, Oni was personally recruited into the Dark Saints by Gildarts and has always been Gildarts' confidant. However, the two had a fierce argument last night, and no one knows exactly what happened."

All the Dark Hounds knew was that Oni and Gildarts had a falling out and that Oni had betrayed the Dark Saints…

"Then, Girudi sent three of them to hunt down Oni!"

"Now, Giluti is waiting for news a few hundred miles away, preparing to meet up with the Dark Three Dogs and head to the Star Palace together."

"Since he's only a few hundred miles away, why doesn't he personally hunt down Oni?"

Jia Long frowned; Giruti's way of doing things was truly incomprehensible.

If he was loyal to the Holy Land, why did he issue a kill order?

If he had already betrayed them, he should have come along to hunt down Oni.

Jia Long felt that he had to see Giluti before the great battle.

He had so many questions he wanted to ask this person.

Moreover, Albiot's task for them was to make contact with Gilutti.

Jia Long looked at Dismask and asked, "Do you know the exact location of Giruti?"

"know."

After saying this, Dismusk couldn't help but remind Jia Long:

"Garon, Gilutti may have already betrayed us. He can summon the Dark Twelve for support at any time. Do we really have to go?"

"Of course we should go! If he betrays us, we should go and kill him!"

Before Jia Long could answer, Shura was already excited:

"What's the point of facing a bunch of weaklings all day? I'm a hero determined to slay dragons!"

Shura decided to take the risk, while Deathmask was a bit of a coward.

Now, Jia Long's attitude has become crucial.

"go with!"

Jia Long made up his mind and said in a deep voice:

"If we don't go, it will be too late when the Demon Palace opens tomorrow and the great war breaks out. Besides... Oni can't have died in vain!"

"We must verify the information he risked his life to bring out!"

Three to two.

After Jalong made his statement, Dismus remained silent; he was merely expressing concern.

As a future Saint Seiya, Deathmask is not afraid of death.

He's even more afraid of ghosts!

After deciding to take action, the three buried Oni's remains and the Andromeda Cloth in the town, and then traveled hundreds of miles away with minimal supplies.

Given the speed of Jia Long and his two companions, this distance wasn't far.

However, Deathmask was in charge of leading the way, and he was always worried that they would encounter something that terrified them while walking at night. When the three of them finally arrived at the meeting point...

It was already the early hours of the next day.

"Where is Giruti? Could it be that he can't wait to leave?"

The meeting place was on a small hill, but when Jia Long and his two companions climbed to the top, the place was already deserted.

"Desmus, it's all your fault, you coward..."

Just as Jia Long and Shura were venting their anger on Deathmask.

Sudden.