From the demon lord, the world will be in chaos.

Chapter 115 The remains of the Saint Seiya!
The abbot paused and frowned: "Old antique, what are you doing..."

"You disappoint me." Dad calmly said the first words after entering the temple.

When the abbot opened his mouth to say something, the old man continued, "You want to covet the power of the Saints. I have no objection. At most, I think you are forgetting your ancestors!"

But...Xiaoyu is Daddy's granddaughter, and who are you?"

The old man paused, holding Xiaoyu in front of him, and turned around and walked out silently: "Do you want to sacrifice my granddaughter to seize the power of the Saint Seiya? Your generation is really a shame to the Saint Seiya."

"Sacrifice your granddaughter?" The abbot paused, his eyes suddenly became sharp: "Old antique, please explain clearly, what do you mean?"

Dad ignored it. He was already disappointed enough. He had given this legendary temple chances again and again, but he didn't expect it to turn out like this!

The Saint Seiya is the Saint of hope. Whenever there is irresistible despair in the world, the power of the Saint Seiya will be born.

He can be of any race, and Lopez is an extremely special one among the Saints. His actions directly changed the world pattern, and the entire world was ruled by humans.

Although this may not be fair to the word "Saint Seiya" for other races, their enemies are my heroes.

So, Dad is angry at this moment, the inheritance left by Saint Seiya Lopez has become impure!

Jackie Chan was also a little confused, but he still followed his father out silently. Suddenly he couldn't understand anything.

Zhao Zheng was the last one to come in again, still with a humble look on his face. Seeing that the abbot wanted to ask something, he gently reminded him, "Perhaps, your so-called Iron-Stick Master has made some unspeakable arrangements behind your back, and he should be preparing to withdraw now. You can go and take a look."

The Iron Stick Master was somewhat aware of the current situation, which was good. There was no need to take action. What was going to happen next was the business of their Saint Seiya Temple and had little to do with him.

The abbot was stunned, turned around, and his old face gradually became solemn. He closed his eyes and felt the slight fluctuations, then his body floated up and flew into the depths of the temple.

"Dad, why do you say that only by sacrificing me can you gain the power of the Saint?"

Outside the Saint Seiya Temple.

Xiaoyu no longer had that uncomfortable feeling. She turned around and looked at the busy Saint Seiya Temple and asked in confusion.

She knew about demons and monsters, but what was this?

The old man did not walk far, but stopped at the entrance of the Saint Seiya Temple, and said calmly: "The so-called reincarnation of the Saint Seiya, I thought it was the inheritance of power, but I didn't expect it to be the fusion of souls!"

Zhao Zheng looked back and continued gently, "To put it simply, when you inherit the power of the Saint Seiya, something will take over your body."

"Seize the body?"

"Yes, the existence of Saints is very special, just like the gods. There is no rule for their birth. They seem to be the result of the part of some life and the righteousness that gave birth to them." Zhao Zheng recalled the contents of those books and explained:
“They may have once been pure and holy, the spirits of heaven and earth, but they do not have infinite lifespans!”

Zhao Zheng thought about it and concluded, "And the fluctuation in the Saint Seiya Temple is most likely the remains of a Saint Seiya, which is being revitalized by someone."

Xiaoyu widened her eyes, feeling a little unbelievable: "The remains of the Saint Seiya, isn't that the power of justice?"

The old man looked at the Saint Seiya Temple and continued calmly, "The reason why gods are called gods is that they have powerful strength and extraordinary talents when they are born. They have endless lifespans. With the passage of time, they can easily and smoothly reach a realm that ordinary creatures cannot reach in their lifetime."

"But the Saints are different. After completing their mission, they will become ordinary and eventually turn into dust. Some Saints will leave their bodies behind in the hope of realizing their wish of resurrection!" "The dragon-slayer will eventually become a dragon!"

Xiaoyu was stunned, lowered her head, and seemed to be thinking about something.

Just as the gods always appear to deal with the irresistible darkness in the world, the Saints also have their own responsibilities, either to maintain righteousness or to be the top fighting force of righteousness.

In short, Saints exist because the world needs them, and in the end, heroes are not free!

"You disappoint me so much. Didn't you say that you never thought about the power of the Saint Seiya? Now you are actually activating the remains of the Saint Seiya. Do you know that this will destroy the glory of our temple?" The abbot's voice came with a powerful wave of righteousness, and anger could be heard from it.

"It is true that I have never glimpsed the power of the Saint Seiya, but if Saint Lopez were to be resurrected in modern times, the Saint Seiya Temple would directly return to its peak. We are the place that leads the whole world to light. Now that the demons are constantly reviving, how can we compete with them with our strength?" This is the voice of Master Iron Stick.

Something was suppressed within him, but it never came out. "The mages in the righteous lineup are just despicable guys who received our favor and finally stepped on our heads. I just want to get back our rightful position. Is that wrong?"

"My wretch, the revived Saints are no longer the Saints revered by everyone! Their actions are cursed by heaven and earth!"

"I know, so what? As long as the Saint Seiya returns, everything will be worth it. The great Lopez can solve everything."

"That's not allowed. It seems that the Saint Seiya Temple is indeed dirty."

The roar gradually became smaller, and two powerful waves of justice were accumulating, seeming to turn dusk back into night.

Zhao Zheng looked at his father. He didn't seem to have any intention of intervening, but he didn't leave...

boom!
A powerful collision occurred, and the two figures inside clearly collided. A powerful breath of justice erupted, damaging some buildings and also bringing about a series of exclamations and escapes.

The old man still looked at her calmly, without any ripples in his old eyes. He just said calmly: "Jackie Chan, take Xiaoyu for a walk first."

Jackie Chan was stunned for a moment, then nodded. He took Xiaoyu's hand and walked down the stairs that seemed to have no end.

Xiaoyu was a little reluctant: "But..."

But before she could utter a word of rebuttal, Jackie Chan whispered something in her ear, and she followed him in silence and walked away.

Boom, boom, boom.
A series of roars accompanied by fierce quarrels came. Zhao Zheng thought for a moment and said, "Master Chen, I'm going to deal with the remains of the Saint Seiya first. It would be bad if he really revived!"

The old man turned his head and looked at Zhao Zheng quietly for a long time. He asked softly, "Do you know the corresponding magic?"

Zhao Zheng smiled: "Yes."

Dad nodded and said calmly, "Be careful."

Zhao Zheng smiled and nodded, then re-entered the Saint Seiya Temple. The monks of Lord Temple looked at the sky in fear or despair. The collision between the two old men there caused their faith to collapse.

It turns out that the temple of the world's number one Saint Seiya also has these dirty things going on. It turns out that the remains of the Saint Seiya are not as sacred as the rules say...

(End of this chapter)