I've become a Gold Saint, and the Gold Finger is coming

His right eye was blind, but his microcosm was even more violent than before, burning to an unimaginable limit.

"Garuda King Wing!"

The sky and the earth suddenly changed color, and countless black feathers swept over like sharp blades.

The crystal wall that Gategard hastily deployed was instantly pierced.

As a last resort, Gategard could only use his body to block Aldiba, and dozens of scars were instantly cut on the golden armor.

"puff!"

Gategard vomited blood and half-knelt on the ground.

Aiacos approached with his broken body, the Garuda Fire in his hand beginning to boil. "Farewell, Gold Saints."

At this critical moment, a golden light fell from the sky.

"Qiang!"

The golden halberd fell in front of Aiacos.

"Who?"

Aiacos looked up angrily.

On the ground outside Aries Palace, Ye Feng slowly retracted his hand that was throwing the weapon, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

"Two against one and they got beaten like this."

"You guys are really embarrassing."

"Gategard, Aldebaran."

"I think you should reflect on what your teacher taught you."

Ye Feng's figure flashed and he arrived in front of the two of them.

"I originally thought I wouldn't have to take action."

"I didn't expect the three giants of the underworld to be so powerful."

"Defeat the two Golden Saints in one battle."

Ye Feng pulled up the long spear from the ground.

Aiacos gave a sinister smile: "Finally, a decent opponent has arrived."

"We still have a chance to meet."

"Aiacos."

"Athena's sacred coffin has not yet been fully opened."

"Your immortality has not yet been sealed."

Ye Feng retracted his halberd.

"It's a pity that I couldn't kill these two pieces of trash."

Aiacos looked at Gategard and Aldiba behind Ye Feng, and there was some loss in his words.

But he knew he had no chance.

Ye Feng is very strong, and he can sense it.

He is a top-level expert who is not weaker than himself, and even stronger than himself.

"I hope the next time I fight you."

"We are all in our prime."

"I will definitely kill you."

Aiacos's eyes revealed cruelty.

And anger.

"Always waiting."

The words fell.

They both moved at the same time.

The speed was so fast that Gategard, who was half-kneeling on the ground, could not see clearly.

But in just a dozen seconds, Aias' body flew backwards.

A golden halberd also flew out.

"what!"

The halberd carries a surging microcosm.

"boom!"

Aiacos looked at the halberd that pierced his body, his eyes gradually darkening.

Aias, one of the three giants of the underworld, was nailed to the ground by Ye Feng.

At the same time, the other party's soul also returned to the underworld.

"I won..."

Gategard finally couldn't hold on any longer and sat down on the ground.

"Let's take Arudiba to treatment first."

"I am fine."

Gategard looked at Arudeba who had fainted, and felt a bitter taste in his mouth.

He has always had a high opinion of himself.

He felt that as a Gold Saint, he was exceptionally powerful.

But I didn't expect to suffer defeats one after another.

He even began to doubt himself.

Chapter 50: Post-War, Reduction of Personnel

Aiacos' body was nailed to the ground, and fragments of purple underworld clothes were scattered all over the ground.

He slowly walked towards the gradually cooling body and reached out to pull out the golden halberd.

Ye Feng said without turning his head: "The soul of the Hades Warrior will return to the underworld and will be resurrected soon."

Gatgard lay on the ground, his head tilted to look at Arudiba, who had fallen to the side. His fists clenched unconsciously.

“I’m…too weak.”

Ye Feng turned around and looked at Gategard with sharp eyes: "I have said it before, Gategard, with your strength, it is almost impossible for you to help the teacher realize his dream."

"This battle is more telling than the previous one between you and me."

There were hurried footsteps in the distance, and several Bronze Saints came with a medical team.

Ye Feng watched them carry Arudiba onto the stretcher and continued:

"I suggest you go find a teacher."

"Let him teach you again."

"Aquarius' senior, Cresto, is also there."

“There should be a good harvest.”

Gategard closed his eyes, and sweat mixed with blood flowed to the ground.

He suddenly raised his right hand and slammed his fist down on the ground.

"I... failed to live up to the teacher's expectations."

Ye Feng did not comfort him, but said calmly: "The holy war has just begun. Aiacos is only the strongest among the three giants."

"So you don't have to underestimate yourself."

"In the entire Pluto army, there are only a few who are stronger than Aiacos."

"But the other two are not easy to deal with either."

Ye Feng didn't say anything more.

The fact that I have been able to communicate with Gategard for such a long time is because we were once companions.

He didn't want to say any more.

The night wind blew across the battlefield, raising fine dust.

The Bronze Saints are cleaning up the battlefield and treating the wounded.

The entire foot of the holy mountain was filled with a burning and bloody atmosphere.

The next day, Gatgard, whose injuries were not serious, arrived at the location of Itia and Cresto.

"teacher..."

Looking at Itia, Gatgaard knelt on one knee.

"It seems that the battle last night had a great impact on you."

"Have you even lost your fighting spirit?"

Itia saw through what was wrong with Gatgard at a glance.

The other party's will is now very depressed.

"Teacher, I... am too weak."

Gategaard's words were filled with a sense of powerlessness.

"It's really too weak."

"Among all the Aries of all time, your strength is probably the lowest."

Itia said without hesitation.

"Gategard, your potential is far greater than this."

"Just one of the three giants of the underworld."

"He's not a very difficult person to deal with."

"Our opponents have never been the 108 Demon Stars of the Underworld."

"But those gods who are high above."

Itia looked up at the sky, as if he saw a god looking down at the earth.

Cold, ruthless yet full of mockery.

"Teacher, please guide me again."

Gatgard's eyes became firmer.

I hope to receive Itia’s teachings again.

"it is good..."

Ye Feng didn't know what was happening here in Gategard.

At this time, he was in the Weapon Temple in his Libra Palace.

His field has taken shape.

But Ye Feng is now using his divine vision ability to perfect some of his ideas.

"Libra: Hundred Weapons Martial Arts Show!"

Centered around twelve golden weapons.

Countless weapons appeared again, and all kinds of weapons were complete.

The original number of weapons was only twelve, but it was increased to one hundred and forty-four.

Inside the Libra Palace, one hundred and forty-four weapons slowly rotated in the air, forming a perfect spherical array.