I'm Not Really a Gold Saint

The town is a typical medium-sized European town with a population of at least a thousand. Judging from the death toll, two to three hundred people died here, so most of them should have escaped?

Otherwise, blood would flow into rivers at the scene, and the scene of corpses piling up would be even more exaggerated.

The number and bloodiness of these corpses alone shocked Ding Li completely, shaking his mind, and a nameless anger rose and burned in his heart.

In troubled times, human life is worthless, and dead bones can be seen everywhere, but the problem is that this is Europe in the twentieth century, peaceful and peaceful, and it is simply incomprehensible that such a thing happened.

He had to figure out where these giants and monsters came from.

"Shaerna should be fine. She is no worse than the magic bell among the silver saints, and her strength can be ranked in the top ten. Even if there is one or two, there is nothing I can do about her. However, I'd better ask a living person."

He stopped, feeling alarmed.

There was a sound of shouting and fighting in the distance.

fight?

Are there any living people in this dead town?

Ding Li frowned slightly.

This is the fluctuation of the microcosm.

If there are fluctuations in the small universe, it must be a saint, probably the silver saint who was sent to investigate before.

He tiptoed to the ground, jumped up lightly, jumped onto the roof of a restaurant, and walked towards the place where the fight took place.

Not long after, a strange picture appeared in front of Ding Li's eyes.

The street ahead was filled with smoke.

One can vaguely see a blood-stained saint warrior on the street, being besieged by several hunchbacked monsters, shouting "drink, drink".

The man is nearly two meters tall, holds two frisbees, staggers on his feet, and is attacked by strange people from time to time during the fight. If it weren't for the holy clothes, it would be bad.

Because there was a pair of orphans and widowed mothers behind each other, the two fell to the ground, in a pool of blood, life and death, only the child among them seemed to be able to move, trembling in the woman's arms.

"Auriga Gabila, one of the weaker Silver Saints, is he poisoned or injured?"

Ding Li made a judgment at a glance.

Even though Gabila is weak, he is still a Silver Saint. Judging by his weak appearance, his strength is rapidly fading, and the efficiency of swinging his weapon is getting slower and slower. It probably won't last long.

"Everyone, excuse me."

Ding Li jumped down from the roof and landed behind several hunched monsters.

Hearing the sound, several hunchbacked monsters immediately turned around.

Puff puff puff!

Four supersonic punches were punched out, and the aura generated completely exploded the heads of the four monsters.

The supersonic punch will trigger punches, the faster the speed, the faster the punch, the stronger the punch, killing the enemy more than ten meters away, or even dozens of meters away, the light speed punch can produce a qualitative change.

"Thank you...thank you for your help!"

"You? Are you not a saint?"

The rescued Silver Saint Seiya was bloodstained and seemed very happy. He stepped forward slowly, staggered as if he was staggering, and finally fell forward.

Ding Li frowned, and instead of rushing to support the opponent, he chose to touch the ground with his toes, and moved quickly.

The moment he moved his feet, Gabila suddenly swung the Frisbee in his hand and launched an attack.

This is the whistling sound of blades. The place where Ding Li was standing just now was directly chopped into pieces by two frisbees, and two knife marks about several meters deep were smashed on the ground abruptly.

"Tsk tsk tsk...you actually saw it through."

A thin and hoarse voice came from Gabila's mouth.

Ding Li was expressionless: "Who are you?"

###Chapter 44 I caught a sea monster###

"Tsk tsk tsk...you actually saw it through."

A thin and hoarse voice spit out from the mouth of Galabi Auriga.

Take a closer look.

Galabi's face suddenly began to change, the mouth cracked, the skin on his body turned grayish white, and his body began to swell, with blue veins and muscles protruding all over his body.

Weird sarcoids appeared all over his body, and that big face was finally replaced by a bloody eye.

However, the body did not grow as big as the giant, and always maintained the human form

It's just that the cracked silver holy clothes showed signs of cracking, and the surface was already dull.

It means that the Silver Cloth is dead.

Obviously, the Auriga Silver Saint Seiya is also dead.

Garabbi in front of him is just a trap, a trap prepared to hunt and kill Saints.

"I didn't expect a boy without a holy garment to come? I thought it was a big fish. This trap was specially prepared for saints. Now I only caught a small fish... not enough for me to put between my teeth. "

Garabbi looked contemptuous.

This is specially prepared for those fish that take the bait.

He really didn't like this little fish.

Looking at each other, Ding Li asked, "What is your origin and why do you want to invade the human world?"

It can be seen that the strange creature in front of him is full of wisdom and should be able to communicate.

"Small human beings, since you asked, I will tell you with great mercy that we are apostles, specially collecting sacrifices for our lord, waiting for my lord's resurrection to come to the world."

"My lord will become the ruler of the earthly world and completely destroy Athena."

The apostle was rampant and his tone was crazy.

"Is the evil god resurrected?"

Ding Li was speechless.

In the world of Saints, there are many powerful and unparalleled gods, mainly the gods of Greek mythology. These gods fight on their own, vying for the control of the worlds of all parties. They are simply a group of war madness.

It is not surprising that several evil gods appear.

But the appearance of this evil god makes Ding Li unhappy.

Because the appearance of the other party has interfered with the main plot and has an impact on the future, under the butterfly effect, I already feel that I want to live a peaceful life.

"Your master needs to be awakened by a priest... so it should be a sealed monster, is it a Cyclops?"

Ding Li said to himself.

"What? How do you know that?"

The apostle's big, misshapen eyes stared like light bulbs.

Oops, I just said this casually according to the description in the myth, but it really hit the mark.

In other words, with your bearish appearance, you have already betrayed yourself deeply, isn't it normal to be guessed?

"Stupid human being, you dare to call my lord's name directly..."

The apostle was furious, but before he finished speaking, the human man in front of him disappeared without a trace.

At the same time, a gust of wind came from behind it.

As soon as the apostle turned his head, he heard a shout: "Go to hell!"

In an instant, the shadows of fists covered the sky, the holy clothes on the apostle's body were instantly shattered, and the body was pierced by these shadows of supersonic fists.

However, the apostles are not dead yet.

The limbs were still struggling desperately, but a fist the size of a bowl fell from the sky and severely smashed its head.

The apostle's head shook for a while, his body bent, and there were spider web-like cracks on the ground he was standing on, earth and rocks splashed, and his feet sank into the stone ground.

Oops!

With just this punch, the apostle knew he had caught a big fish.

No, the opponent is not a fish, but a sea monster!

Immediately afterwards, another punch hit it on the cheek, and its body several times stronger than the giant flew backwards, smashing a hole in the opposite stone wall.

The apostle was far stronger than he had imagined. His body had been bombarded countless times with fists like heavy cannons. His bones had been completely shattered, and his flesh was exploding, but he was recovering at a speed that could be seen with the naked eye.

Whoops!

Such strong resilience, are you Xiaoqiang?

In mid-air, the apostle widened his eyes and tried to find the target.

At this moment, Ding Li shouted violently: "Plasma Light Speed ​​Fist!"

Suddenly, countless pillars of golden light shrouded, forming a golden light net, covering the apostle.

In an instant, the apostle's body was hammered into meat paste by the golden light net.

Only the head was not crushed in the whole body.

Immediately afterwards, another heavy punch with howling wind hit the apostle's head with precision.

This punch was like a heavy hammer, completely smashing its head.

"Forehead……"

The apostle only let out a muffled grunt, and the headless corpse fell limply to the ground.

It was too late, but it was too fast, Ding Li's consecutive attacks were completed in the blink of an eye, and his moves were like lightning, so that the apostle's face had no time to react, and he was smashed into a meatloaf with a punch.

The apostle disappeared.

Still worried, Ding Li suddenly slid his fingers and made a few cutting movements. The translucent microcosm and thought power filaments burst out from his fingers, forcibly dismembering the apostle's body into pieces.

After cutting the fragments of the corpse into dozens of small pieces, he still frowned.

"Is this apostle really weird?"

I saw the pile of rotten flesh wriggling, wriggling, as if there was some creature in the flesh.