Saint Seiya: This Gemini is a bit of a trap.

If he could truly influence or even control the actions of the mirror image through the Mirror of Time and Space, wouldn't he suddenly have countless powerful henchmen?

This is absolutely terrifying!

You should know that his mirror library contains gods.

Moreover, with his network of connections in the Sanctuary, he can contact other Gold Saints at any time. If he could gather all twelve Gold Saints, wouldn't he have the power to break through the Wailing Wall?

Even if it can't break through the Wailing Wall, it's still the ultimate roar of the Twelve Gold Saints!

The power of the Twelve Gold Rush is clearly superior to the single-player version of A·E. In the manga, the previous generation of Leo faced the God Blood Radamanthys and could only injure him with the single-player version of A·E, but he could kill him directly with the Twelve Gold Rush.

And this was the ultimate roar of the Twelve Golden Roars, performed by one person alone.

If it were replaced with twelve real Gold Saints like their mirror images, its power would definitely be on another level, even infinitely close to that glorious scene in front of the Wailing Wall!

That light that pierced through the darkness...

If Jia Long possessed a powerful weapon like the Twelve Golden Roars, he would be fully confident even when facing enemies of the Grim Reaper level in the future.

Of course, Jia Long can only dream about it now, since he has only managed to get one god so far.

Repairing the Mirror of Time is far from enough.

"Judging from how well this crack is closing, just to make it disappear completely, it would probably require at least seven or eight wild god mirror images like Indra."

"Gods aren't like cabbages, where are we going to find so many? Why don't we just release Indra's divine soul and take another look?"

After much deliberation, Jia Long concluded that watching it a second time was the easiest solution.

Do it when you think of it.

Jia Long simply took out the crystal coffin from the other-dimensional space, set up the battle formation of Athena's Exclamation, and then reluctantly peeled off the talisman paper pasted on the crystal coffin.

These sealing talismans were smuggled by Jia Long from the Astrological Hill. There were only a few of them, and since he didn't know how to seal, they were becoming increasingly rare.

Once he runs out of energy, he will no longer be able to seal any deity he encounters in the future; he will only be able to destroy the deity and run away immediately.

"Whoosh~"

As the talisman was removed, Indra's soul indeed broke out of the coffin once again.

He looked at Jia Long with immense resentment.

"humble……"

"Athena's Exclamation!"

Jia Long knew Indra's behavior and habits better than Indra himself. When dealing with a god like Indra, you can't waste words with him; the more you communicate, the greater the danger.

Therefore, as soon as Indra opened his mouth, Jia Long's A and E were already blasting at him.

Rumble~

After countless rehearsals, Indra had no time to react before being blasted to pieces by the massive golden shockwave.

"exile!"

Jia Long used his spatial abilities to gather the scattered souls back into the crystal coffin, then took out another yellowed talisman and carefully affixed it.

"Finished!"

With practiced ease, Jia Long put away the crystal coffin and summoned the Mirror of Time and Space. At that moment, the image of Indra appeared in the mirror.

"Come forth, Indra!"

Boom~

Boom boom~

As the familiar roar sounded, Jia Long once again embarked on his journey of grinding for divine power. Even though he was now faster and more skilled at grinding for divine power than before, he still gritted his teeth and grinded for more than two months before the image of Emperor Shitian was finally destroyed.

However, the result almost caused Jia Long to fall flat on his face.

The second viewing of Indra had absolutely no effect.

"How could this be?"

"what is this?"

Jia Long smiled bitterly at the Mirror of Time.

This mirror always puzzled him.

After seeing so many mirror images, Jia Long had some guesses about the imaging principle of the Time-Space Mirror. It seemed to replicate the target's information by irradiation and then create the mirror image using the infinite energy within the spacetime turbulence.

Jia Long's process of destroying the mirror images is a tempering process for these energies. Once he destroys the mirror images, the energy is tempered, and the Mirror of Time and Space will recycle it to replenish itself.

Now it seems he was too simplistic; the workings of the Mirror of Time are far more complex than he imagined.

At least that's the case in terms of repair.

It does not need the energy within the Indra's mirror image.

"Sigh, it seems that obtaining a divine soul is of no use to me after all!"

All the effort was in vain. More than two months of hard work only proved that the second attempt to refresh the soul was useless.

At this moment, Jia Long wished he could immediately take out the crystal coffin that sealed Di Shitian and throw it to the ends of the earth, as far as possible!

It's not suitable for a second viewing. What use would he have for such a dangerous spirit?

It's just a bomb.

Suppressing the urge to throw Di Shitian out, Jia Long gritted his teeth and left the other-dimensional space. More than two months of useless efforts had left Jia Long with an unventable rage.

"Phew, I think I'll go relax in a hot spring and go fishing!"

Chapter 189 Relaxation! The studious Jia Long

Jia Long felt himself becoming a little restless and agitated.

This is bad.

As a fighter, one must remain calm in the face of setbacks, so he decided to soak in a hot spring and go fishing to calm his mind and achieve a peaceful state of mind so that he could better cultivate himself.

The cultivation of a fighter is somewhat like getting rich in a previous life. People who are restless and thinking about getting rich overnight often end up not making much money.

One cannot rely solely on diligence. If diligence could lead to wealth, the richest people in the world would be the donkeys in the fields.

With this in mind, Jia Long decided to take a day off to relax, clear his head, and think carefully about how to repair the cracks in the Mirror of Time more efficiently.

With an ancient book he found in Atlantis in hand, Jalon arrived at the hot spring prison.

Looking at the water surface surrounded by trees and swirling mist, Jia Long's mind calmed down considerably. He took off his clothes and entered the hot spring, then ordered the mermaid serving him to bring him a pot of hot tea.

"Phew~ That feels so good~"

Soaking in the hot springs, sipping fragrant tea, and reading ancient books, Jia Long's restlessness gradually subsided, and his mind became increasingly active.

"The gods I obtain a second time are useless. I need to get a new god's image, and it can't be too strong. If it's too strong, I can't handle it. Right now, the only ones I can deal with are those unorthodox wild gods..."

"But where can we find such a mirror image of a wild god?"

"If I wait for the gods to come to me like I did when I obtained the mirror images of Indra and Medusa, it might take me eight or ten years to gather enough mirror images to repair even one crack."

"We have to actively look for it... hiss~"

Just as Jia Long's thoughts were beginning to clear, an undercurrent stirred underwater. Without even guessing, he knew that the fish that had taken the bait were diving in.

This situation has been occurring frequently lately.

Ignoring the fish in the water, Jia Long took a sip of fragrant tea and enjoyed his rare fishing time.

At the same time, he also picked up the ancient book in his hands.

Because he heard approaching footsteps.

With someone walking in such a rhythmic manner, Jia Long knew without turning his head that it must be Su Lant. Instantly, Jia Long's expression while reading became even more focused.

"Hailong, I never expected you to be such a studious person..."

When Surante arrived at the hot spring, she saw Jia Long engrossed in reading, and her beautiful eyes flashed with respect.

At that moment, he finally understood why Jia Long was so powerful.

Even while soaking in hot springs, he was engrossed in his books. His tireless dedication to learning made Surant feel ashamed of himself.

As a fighter, encountering someone stronger than you is not scary.

What's scary is that people who are stronger than you work even harder!

Looking at Jia Long, who was engrossed in his reading, Su Lant truly felt the difference between the two of them.

It's not about strength.

It's not about talent.

It is this intrinsic motivation focused on self-improvement that Sulant truly admires Jialong for.

Especially when he got closer, he saw that Jia Long's face was flushed and his breathing was a little rapid, which made Su Lant even more admiring.

You can get this excited just by reading a book.

This thirst for knowledge alone is a model worthy of emulation by all sea warriors!

Just as Surante was filled with emotion, Jia Long, who was completely absorbed in the hot spring center, seemed to finally notice his arrival. He slowly put down the ancient book, let out a long sigh, and a wise look of enlightenment appeared on his face.

"Human learning is not rote memorization. No matter how good a human memory is, can it be better than a computer's? The highest level of human learning is to learn with reflection, reflect with gain, gain with understanding, and understand with application..."

Jia Long's expression at this moment reminded Su Lant of his childhood teacher's teachings.

Undoubtedly, Jia Long has reached the highest level described by his teacher.

At that moment, he looked like a true sage!

Just as Surant was filled with reverence and wildly imagining things,

The next second, he realized he had been overthinking things again.

With a splash, the mermaid queen Ilya emerged from the water. Like a lotus rising from the water, she lightly covered her mouth, seemingly preparing to flatter Jia Long and ask for credit. Suddenly, she saw Sorrento on the shore, and her pretty face turned as red as fire. She plunged into the water and never reappeared.

"Aunt Ilya?!"

Surant was struck dumb, speechless. When he looked at the wise-looking Jalong, all his admiration turned into shame and anger.

The more he imagined it, the more embarrassed and annoyed he is now!