Russell raised his eyebrows and looked at Hades suspiciously for a while before he said, "This is the secret of the Holy Realm. Where did Pluto get the news?"
"The Sun God is joking. I have heard about the news released by the Holy Land Pope in the underworld, so it shouldn't be considered a secret."
Hades was expressionless. He was too tired from chatting with Russell, but he couldn't treat him as a fool, otherwise he would fall into a trap and be unable to climb out.
"Hahaha, just kidding, it's really not a secret."
Russell said: "Pluto has personally experienced the 'Twelve Roars of the Zodiac', so he should be very clear that the power of the holy clothes comes from the stars. To put it bluntly, it borrows the power of the constellations."
"That's right, but those are only ten...three golden holy clothes. The rest are silver and bronze. I haven't..."
"unimportant!"
Russell stopped talking and continued: "Stars have life just like flowers and plants, just like the ebb and flow of the tide, birth and death... Since the creation of the world, the constellations have moved and changed countless times..."
"So, although I have planned eighty-eight constellations based on classics and personal preferences, this number is not an eternal law. Every time a star goes out or another star lights up, the power of the stars will change.
, the holy garment is like looking in a mirror, it will change accordingly.”
"The number eighty-eight is just a way of saying it. It is more symbolic than practical. Pluto does not need to care about such trivial matters."
Hades: "..."
He never cared about this, and he didn't want to listen to Russell's nonsense. When he mentioned the eighty-eight holy clothes, he just wanted Russell to quote a price. He also wanted to create a batch of holy clothes that belonged to the underworld.
Unlike other main gods, Hades received a shot of the 'Twelve Zodiac Roars', and the experience was excellent, and he took a fancy to the potential of the new profession of 'Saint Seiya'.
He had a vague premonition that in the near future, mortals wearing holy clothes and exercising the power of gods would shine brightly and usher in a new era.
In the Age of Heroes or the Age of Saint Cloth, the name is not important. What is important is that the battle between the gods will be handled by humans.
Perhaps, when Zeus finishes cleaning up the old gods, it will be the time for this era to take the stage.
Hades was eager to try and leave a mark in the new era. It didn't matter what the result was. If Zeus and Poseidon were not happy, he would be happy.
"Sun God, don't talk nonsense. I want to create a saint warrior in the underworld. About..."
"Wait a minute."
Russell interrupted again and guided: "Saint warriors have been registered. They are the symbol of the holy realm. Those in the underworld should be called underworld warriors."
"Can."
Hades nodded. The name was not important, it was just a code name. The Underworld Warrior sounded appropriate.
He continued: "About the Saint Cloth of the Underworld Warrior..."
"Ming Yi!"
"..."x2
The two of them stared at each other for a long time before Hades said: "As for the Underworld Warrior's Underworld Clothes, I want the Sun God to design them for me. The quantity... is not much. Thirty-six pieces are enough."
"Only thirty-six, when did Pluto become so petty?"
Russell's eyes widened and he said in disbelief: "The underworld is independent of the sky, the sea, and the land. It is so vast that it can be called a world. Isn't it a bit stingy to only have thirty-six items?"
I want more, but you are too expensive!
Hades shook his head slightly: "It's not too much, thirty-six pieces of underworld clothes are enough."
"No, no, no, it's Pluto after all. Thirty-six is indeed too little. It should be doubled... at least tripled to match the momentum of the underworld."
Russell threw a rainbow fart at Hades, not one hundred and eight, it didn't sound immersive.
Showing courtesy for nothing is either cheating or stealing!
Hades was keenly aware of Russell's intention and carefully chose to refuse: "No, just thirty-six pieces of underworld clothing!"
"Pluto, when there is a fight, there is strength in numbers..."
Russell said faintly: "You don't want to see the day when the underworld and the holy realm start a war. Eighty-eight saints surround thirty-six underworld warriors, two against one, and there are people standing in line next to them, right?"
"..."
Hades said nothing, not because the picture was so beautiful that he couldn't bear to look directly at it, but because in his expectation, the battle between the Saints and the Hades should not be so crude and crude.
If the two armies really faced each other, they would line up in a row to compare their numbers and raise an army. Which kind of Saint Seiya or Underworld Warrior would be needed?
"There is plenty of time. Pluto will think about it again. If it doesn't work out, he will give me a final reply when the next payment is made."
Too much talk leads to mistakes. Russell gave him a few words of advice and stopped talking. He brought up the issue of forging the suit with Hades, but it was still the same thing. He said that he would have enough food and clothing by himself.
Hades turned green after hearing this. He had spent a lot of money in vain, so Russell was responsible for designing a drawing and forging a prototype. The rest had to be done by himself.
"Moreover, there are not many constellations in the sky. As for the source of Ming Yi's power, Pluto might as well start from the underworld..." Russell pointed out a clear way and let Hades find a way.
"excuse me!"
Hades' mouth twitched and he turned to leave.
"Wait a minute, I have a business to discuss with Pluto."
Russell waved his hand and summoned the Cancer Golden Saint Cloth from the Sun Temple in the distance: "The twelve golden Saint Cloths are each different. I want to add the unique power of the underworld to this one, such as opening a portal to the underworld.
.”
"?"
Hades looked suspicious and didn't understand what Russell meant. After figuring it out, the two sides began to bargain.
After negotiating the price, Hades personally enchanted it and used his own authority to brand the underworld label on the Cancer Saint Clothes, giving it the strange ability to freely enter and exit the underworld and control souls.
After successfully enchanting a piece of golden holy clothing, Hades was deeply inspired and felt that the golden holy clothing was just that. Maybe he had the ability to forge thirty-six pieces of holy clothing.
Yes, since the underworld can forge its own holy clothes, why is it limited to thirty-six pieces?
It must be doubled, no, tripled!
After sending away the owner who was about to bleed the three-headed dog, Russell waited for a moment in the forging room. Seeing no one around, he clenched his fist and coughed lightly: "It seems that there is no one today. In that case, let's go back to the Holy Mountain!"
As he finished speaking, a sea breeze blew in, and Poseidon walked into the forging room holding a trident.
x2
Extraordinarily silent!
Russell: Who are you showing this trident to?
Poseidon: Why the sudden silence? What about the opening remarks when you look at the sky at night and see the stars showing that distinguished guests are coming?
After missing Russell's rainbow fart for a while, Poseidon stopped insisting and said: "Sun God, I'll do it..."
"Wait a minute, are you Poseidon or Zeus?"
Russell was suspicious: "Based on my previous experience, you must be Zeus, but Zeus is presiding over a meeting in the Hall of the Gods, so who are you?"
It was okay not to mention this, but Poseidon became very angry when he mentioned this, and said angrily: "Sun God, I know that the previous things have caused deep grudges between you and me, but I am here to do business today.
You won’t turn me away!”
"As you say, if you have money and don't make it, I'll kill you a few more times!"
"..."
Hearing this, Poseidon touched the chest where Russell had shot him last time, and felt a dull pain.
There was another long silence.
Russell knew that the person coming was Poseidon, and he knew it when he saw Delmore.
It's just that Poseidon didn't speak, squatting alone in the grass silently, and he pretended not to see it.
Poseidon was struggling with the question of whether to ask Russell about his life experience. He still thinks about it and is afraid of being beaten up by a group of Russell and Zeus.
After some tangle, Poseidon showed a look of pain on his face and was ready to be slaughtered: "God of the Sun, I want to tailor-make the Poseidon Emperor's suit, please give me a price!"
"It's easy to say, this is Hades' bill, you can just double it."
Russell shook the price tag of Hades, which made Poseidon feel dizzy. Money was not an issue. He was sitting on the sea, and ranked third among the gods in terms of wealth.
The problem is that he can only get in but not out. He has always been stingy, and he couldn't bear to be asked to shell out so much small money!
"Sun God, it's not easy for me either. I seem to have unlimited glory, but in fact I have a lot of lovers and illegitimate children to raise, so... can the price still be negotiated?"
“No two prices!”
"Forget it, I'll go find Hephaestus."
After Poseidon finished speaking, he turned around and left. After Russell silently counted one, two, three, four, five, he returned the same way with a livid face.
"It can be this price, but you must ensure that the Poseidon Emperor's suit cannot be inferior to that of the God King and Pluto."
"Poseidon, don't worry. I'm a good businessman and I'm never short of money."
Poseidon "..."
Just now he was called Poseidon, but when he got rich he immediately changed his name to Poseidon. This is too realistic.
"What, my battle suit design, is it..."
"Give me the money first."
"Why?"
Poseidon was furious: "I saw it when Hades was trading with you just now. Why can he see the goods first and then pay the money? But when it's my turn, he changed. Do you really think I'm easy to bully?"
Asking knowingly!
"That must not be the case!"
Russell shook his head repeatedly, signaling Poseidon to calm down, and explained: "It's a small business. In the early stage of opening, for the sake of word-of-mouth, there are promotions. The first ten people can see the pictures for free. When it's the turn of the Poseidon, the event will just end."
"No need to talk?"
"There is no need to talk about ordinary gods, but as the Emperor of the Sea, you must be treated differently."
Russell scratched his head, wondering: "I will make an exception. As long as you pay the deposit, I will immediately let you see the design of the Poseidon suit."
"Have you already designed it?"
"Of course, how to make money without efficiency!"
"..."
Poseidon hesitated for a long time, waved his hand and took out the magic bag from behind, and handed it to Russell's hand: "There is enough money here..."
"I believe in Poseidon's character, nothing else."
Russell took the magic bag and unfolded the blueprint. On it was a pair of majestic armor with glittering gold, a trident in hand, and a helmet designed to look like a crown.
Poseidon looked happy, then hurriedly put it away, frowning and said: "It's okay, but I don't think the overall design is worth the price. How about you change it again, such as... add some wings or something."
"Poseidon, rather than your wings, it's time to replace your trident!"