Saint Seiya Evil Skull

"How is this possible? You know, the Holy Land has always been located in Greece! Moreover, Greece happens to be one of the important countries located on the Mediterranean coast! Your sea area actually wants to get involved in the Mediterranean, what exactly are they planning? Are they trying to openly declare war on our Holy Land?" Saori Kido, who had acted indifferent when Julian mentioned Australia and America, was shocked when she heard that the other party had actually set their sights on the Mediterranean, and she wondered to herself: What exactly do these guys want to do?

Facing Kido Saori's questioning, Baran acted incredibly arrogant and domineering. He shouted at the top of his voice, "So what if we start a war? Do you think our sea region is afraid of a mere sanctuary like yours? Since you're so determined not to give in, we can only rely on our own might and use our iron fists to take back what belongs to us!"

Seeing this, Aiolia was unable to swallow this insult. He immediately stepped forward and fought back without showing any weakness: "Come on if you have the guts! We want to see who is better!" For a moment, the atmosphere between the two sides was tense, and they were about to start a fight if they disagreed.

Meanwhile, the nearby Celestial Palace and the Underworld acted as if they had nothing to do with the situation, sitting back and watching the excitement with a carefree air. They seemed quite pleased with the fierce conflict between the Sanctuary and the Sea, which had arisen due to the uneven distribution of interests. They even seemed to be gloating, eager for the conflict to escalate so that they could profit from it.

"Julian, are you really going to do this? Do you mean that you invited us here with the intention of fighting with our Holy Land from the very beginning?" Saori Kido suddenly stood up, her beautiful face flushed red with anger, her eyes wide open, staring straight at Julian opposite her, and her angry shouts resounded throughout the hall.

Julian smiled slowly at this moment. A sly look flashed across his deep eyes, and then he said slowly, "Ms. Kido Saori, please don't get so excited. We have always valued harmony and peace brings wealth, right? So, I have a small proposal. If Miss Kido Saori is willing to marry me, then from now on, the maritime forces we represent and your noble Holy Land can be considered a true family!"

Since we are family, there are naturally no boundaries between us. This beautiful and rich Mediterranean will forever belong to your sanctuary. How about it, Miss Kido Saori, what do you think?" After saying this, Julian deliberately winked at Kido Saori, revealing a smile on his face that he thought was very charming.

However, before Kido Saori could respond, Seiya, who had been unable to suppress his anger, stepped forward and shouted, "Humph! Want to marry Miss Saori? You are simply dreaming! Miss Saori will never marry someone like you, so just give up on this idea!"

If you dare to have any improper thoughts about our Sanctuary, we brave and fearless Saints will not let you off easily! " As he spoke, Seiya clenched his fists tightly, emitting a powerful aura, as if he was ready to start a life-and-death contest with the enemy at any time.

"Oh! Really? I heard that before, Miss Kido Saori led a group of Bronze Saints to attack the Sanctuary and eliminated the rebellious former Pope, but in the process, they also killed four Gold Saints. Together with the late Sagittarius Gold Saint Aiolos and the old and frail Libra Gold Saint Dohko, there are only six Gold Saints in your Sanctuary now. Facing the powerful naval generals in our sea, are you sure you can hold on to the Sanctuary? Don't let the Sanctuary be lost in the end!" Baran said disdainfully.

"Even though we only have six Gold Saints in our Sanctuary, we will not be afraid at all if we fight against those sea generals in your sea area! If you dare to offend the Sanctuary, then we, the Gold Saints, will make you deeply understand what true power is and what true terror is!" Aiolia straightened his body and made this resounding declaration on behalf of all the Gold Saints in righteous words.

For a moment, the golden light emanating from his body seemed to illuminate the entire world.

At this moment, tensions between the Sanctuary and the Sea were flaring, the atmosphere almost suffocating, the situation poised to erupt at any moment. Meanwhile, Jagufuli and the other three from the Asgard seemed to be standing by, leisurely munching on sunflower seeds and watching the impending clash with great interest, simply treating it as a spectacle.

However, as the saying goes, things are unpredictable. Who could have thought that disaster could strike while you are sitting at home?

"Hmph!" Radamanthys snorted coldly, his arms folded across his chest, his eyes cold and contemptuous. "In my opinion, the division of spheres of influence in this Sanctuary is utterly unreasonable! Not only that, but even the so-called sphere of influence of your Asgard is completely disproportionate and unequal to its actual strength!"

"In my opinion, you, the Asgardians, should be more sensible! Obediently cede some of your territories in Eastern and Central Europe to capable people, and then honestly and completely withdraw to your own base camp - Northern Europe!"

As he spoke, Radamanthys's provocative gaze shot straight at Jagufri and the other three people from Asgard like a sharp arrow, as if he wanted to see through them. His words did not conceal his contempt and disdain for Asgard at all.

"What?" Upon hearing this, Frodi couldn't help but widen his eyes, his face full of astonishment, "Has the Underworld already prepared for a full-scale war with our Asgard? They actually dared to set their sights on our Asgard. Do they really think that the God Warriors of our Asgard are all soft persimmons that can be slaughtered at will?" He could never have imagined that the three of them on his side were just watching the battle silently on the sidelines and had never participated in any dispute, but were inexplicably targeted by the Underworld.

However, it's undeniable that if the Underworld seeks further development, it faces an extremely difficult choice. If it marches north, it will inevitably face a life-or-death battle with the powerful Asgard; if it advances south, it will directly clash with the equally formidable Sanctuary. Such a situation is a truly hellish start!

At this moment, the flames of war between Asgard and the Underworld erupted, simultaneously dragging the vast ocean and the mysterious Sanctuary into the conflict. In an instant, the once solemn and dignified conference room descended into chaos, a cacophony of noise rising and falling. This sudden turn of events clearly exceeded the expectations of Julian, the conference's organizer.

Faced with the chaotic scene before him, Julian had no choice but to shout again, "Alright! Alright! Everyone, please be quiet for a moment! That was just a personal suggestion I made earlier. We still have plenty of time to discuss solutions to any problems or disagreements."

After hearing this, the noise gradually died down and everyone returned to their seats. Despite this, they continued to stare at each other with hostile eyes, making the atmosphere in the conference room suffocatingly tense. It looked as if this important meeting was about to reach a deadlock again.

Julian paused for a moment, then spoke again, "Since that's the case, let's demonstrate sincerity first! After careful consideration, we've decided to make certain concessions—we're willing to give up the Eastern Mediterranean, but in return, the Western Mediterranean must be undisputedly incorporated into our sphere of influence. This is our bottom line, and a principled demand that we will not compromise on in the slightest!"

Of course, I must solemnly declare that the promise I made to Ms. Kido Saori is still legally binding. Please rest assured, Ms. Saori, you can reconsider and reconsider it."