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

With the Gold Cloth's blessing, a powerful cluster of ghostly stars descended from the Cancer constellation in the sky and coiled around Jia Long.

"Garon, the Sekishiki of Cancer is the gateway for souls on Earth to another world. No matter how strong your physical body is, if you are hit by this attack, your soul will leave your body and be sent to the realm of death... Huh?!"

Before he could finish speaking, Deathmask's eyes widened in disbelief.

Because Jia Long blocked his powerful Hidden Corpse Qi Wave with just one finger.

At this time, Jalon was not wearing his Saint Cloth.

Deathmask could also be certain that although Jalon's cosmic realm was far superior to his, he had absolutely not yet comprehended the eighth sense that transcended life and death.

Since his opponent had not grasped the Eighth Sense, he, with the power of the Seventh Sense enhanced by the Gold Cloth, could certainly put up a fight.

However, the result was that Jia Long simply stretched out his finger, and his incredibly strange Netherworld Wave was completely suppressed.

Only at this moment did he truly feel Jia Long's power.

So powerful that he could hardly contend with them.

"Deathmask, your cosmos is simply not worthy of your fighting skills. I can feel that even your Cancer Gold Cloth is crying..."

"Since you like ghosts so much, I'll grant your wish and take you to Yomotsu Hirasaka, the entrance to the underworld!"

After saying that, Jia Long flicked his finger, and the Netherworld Wave that he had suppressed turned around and headed straight for Deathmask, instantly wrapping around him and extracting his soul.

"How is that possible? Ah!"

With an incredulous scream, Deathmask's soul was swept up by the Sekishiki Meikai Wave, along with the Red Shoe Ghosts in his palace, and taken to Yomotsu Hirasaka.

Yomotsu Hirasaka is the boundary between life and death, one of the entrances from the earth to the underworld. No one knows this place better than Deathmask. However, before his soul could land and enter the long line of the dead, he felt someone grab his neck and fly into a huge pit.

It was Jia Long who made the move, carrying Dismask to the cave entrance as if he were a chick.

"Desmus, you should know where this hole leads, right?"

"Hmph, of course I know. This is the road to the underworld. All the dead souls pass through here to go to the underworld. Without the power of the eighth sense, even we Saints would surely die if we entered."

"very good."

With a thought, Jia Long summoned the red-shoe ghosts who had been swept up with Deathmask to the edge of the massive pit.

Only then did Jia Long leisurely look at the pale-faced Deathmask.

"So, Deathmask, I'm giving you two choices: either I throw you down, or I throw these Red Shoe Ghosts down. You choose, do you want to throw you, or do they want to throw them?"

"Garon, I, Deathmask, may my head be severed, may my blood flow, but I will not abandon them! Go ahead and throw me down if you dare, I don't believe you'll..."

"Oh!"

Before Deathmask could finish speaking, Jia Long had already kicked him off the Yellow Springs Slope, and the former fell into the abyss with an extremely shrill scream.

Chapter 376 Challenge! Death Has Arrived (Part 1)

The saying goes, "You won't shed a tear until you see the coffin."

Perhaps only by bringing someone like Deathmask close to death can he truly awaken to reality, which is why Jalon was so ruthless in his attack.

To his surprise, just as Deathmask was kicked into the giant pit, the ghosts in red dancing shoes let out mournful wails, then transformed into a gust of cold wind and plunged into the bottomless pit, chasing after Deathmask as if their lives depended on it.

They seem to want to save Dismask.

However, their strength was too weak, and the yin wind they transformed into was unable to support Deathmask's soul. Instead, they were carried by him and fell downwards at an accelerated speed.

This is Yomotsu Hirasaka, a place that leads directly to hell; even ghosts who fall in will be condemned to eternal damnation.

Even so, these ghosts in red shoes still used their frail bodies to hold onto Deathmask, wanting to leave the last hope of life to this man.

At this moment, Dismask's screams from within the abyss had turned into pleas for mercy.

"Aunties, let go!"

"Didi, we won't give up. Since we can't save you, what we hope to do is accompany you to the end of your life."

"Stop being foolish. Doing this will make my death meaningless. Go back to the ground. For my sake, live well in the Cancer Palace. Kanon and the other Gold Saints won't make things difficult for you. Sekishiki: Tenreiha..."

Deathmask unleashed his final psychic wave, attempting to send the Red Shoes ghosts back to Earth. However, this only hastened his descent. With his desperate act, powerful psychic energy surged up, engulfing the ghosts, while he himself plummeted like a meteor into the endless abyss.

"What the hell..."

Above the giant pit, Jia Long stared in disbelief. He had kicked Deathmask into the abyss just to bring him to his senses, but this was the result.

First, Deathmask sacrificed himself to save the Red Shoes Grandmas.

Then these middle-aged women sacrificed themselves to save him.

Then Deathmask sacrificed himself again to save the old ladies...

Face this scene.

Jia Long was shocked and even began to doubt himself.

"Do I really not understand love?"

"Sigh... Forget it, if this keeps up, I'll really become Fahai..."

After all, Jia Long didn't really want to kill Deathmask. Faced with the scene of humans and ghosts competing to die for love, he could only shake his head and sigh, then raised his hand and released the Dragon Binding Rope into the giant pit.

The Dragon-Binding Rope shot towards the bottomless abyss like a long snake, catching up with the falling Deathmask in the blink of an eye.

However, just as the Dragon-Binding Rope wrapped around Deathmask...

Changes occur suddenly.

From the endless abyss beneath Deathmask, countless black mists suddenly rose out of thin air. The black mists, like raging dark clouds, boiled within the abyss, resembling a death vortex ready to devour anyone who dared to touch them.

At the same time, a will that was countless times more terrifying than the Specters, seemingly pointing directly to the very source of death, burst forth from within the vortex.

"Come down, Saint Seiya!"

"Could it be..."

This deathly will made Jia Long feel extremely dangerous. In an instant, his eyes snapped open, and he quickly channeled all his mental power to retrieve the Dragon Binding Rope from the abyss.

boom!

However, Jia Long was still a beat too slow. Countless black mists in the abyss had already transformed into a pitch-black scythe, rushing straight up and sweeping towards the Dragon Binding Rope with a terrifying power that seemed like destiny.

This scythe is clearly meant to reap Deathmask's soul.

At this moment, Jia Long could clearly feel the incomparably ferocious killing intent and violent aura contained within the scythe, which, like the Grim Reaper wielding his scythe, instilled endless despair and fear in him, leaving him no choice but to await his horrific fate.

"It really is you... Thanatos!"

In an instant, Jia Long confirmed the identity of the scythe's owner: Thanatos, the Grim Reaper!

Only Thanatos, who controls death, can harvest human souls at will. This is an unparalleled ability bestowed upon him by his pure divine bloodline. On Mount Olympus, this ability is usually referred to as the authority of the gods!

Thanatos is the god who holds the power of death.

If he so desires, he can harvest human souls anytime, anywhere in the distant Elysium of the Underworld. In the manga, he used this ability on Seiya's sister, Seika, and tortured Marin, Shaina, and the five weaklings who were protecting Seika to no end.

Now, Thanatos is using this ability on Deathmask.

However, at this moment, Deathmask's guardians are not the Silver and Bronze.

It was Jia Long!

"Thanatos, Deathmask hasn't fallen into the Underworld yet. The life and death of us Saints are not for you, the Grim Reaper, to control..."

If it were a face-to-face fight, Jia Long would naturally be no match for the power of Death. But the opponent is far away in the depths of the underworld, wielding his scythe from afar, and wants to take the life of a Gold Saint. It's really too much of an insult.

"Divine Skill: Pangu Axe!"

With an arrogant snort, Jia Long's arm shone with divine light, as if the Titan, an ancient god of immense power, had swung his giant axe to cleave the heavens and earth, and slashed at the Grim Reaper's scythe in the abyss.

Giant Axe VS Giant Scythe!

Bang!

With a deafening roar, the Grim Reaper's scythe formed from black mist shattered, turning into countless fragments that scattered across the abyss like a black meteor shower, within which seemed to be the weeping of billions of dead souls.

Although Jia Long's giant axe phantom shattered the scythe, it was also shaken apart by the terrifying power contained within it. Jia Long himself was shaken so badly that he swayed and turned pale. The power of Death's attack from afar was far beyond his imagination.

At this moment, he could barely withstand a blow from the Grim Reaper.

It should be noted that although Jia Long was not wearing the God Cloth, his bloodline and cosmos had reached the late stage of the Seventh Sense. Such peak human power could only barely withstand the attack from the Grim Reaper from a distance of 108,000 miles.

That's absolutely terrifying!

Death is far more terrifying than ordinary gods!

"Retreat~"

Taking a deep breath, Jia Long dared not linger any longer. Taking advantage of the moment when the Grim Reaper's scythe collapsed, he waved his hand to retrieve Deathmask's soul, and immediately carried him away from Yomotsu Hirasaka through teleportation.

Not long after Jia Long and his companion left.

Within the endless abyss of Yomotsu Hirasaka, countless black death mists coalesced, and the phantom of a pair of enormous wings emerged.

"A mere ant-like Saint Seiya, how could he withstand my Death God's attack unscathed? Hmph, it's all that wretched human's fault in the underwater temple..."

“That wretched human! We searched the entire underworld but couldn’t find his soul. He must still be alive! He took advantage of us being in that dark, sunless crystal coffin and threw us into the Athena’s Jar that sealed Poseidon, then deliberately staged our deaths to deceive us. He’s even more cunning than that treacherous Sisyphus! If it weren’t for him, how could I have been… It’s unforgivable! Unforgivable!”

"Speaking of which, foolish Pandora and our incompetent sister might know the origins of this human..."

"You wicked humans, if we ever find you, we will grind you to dust and scatter your ashes as fertilizer in the eternally sunless paradise!!"

Chapter 377 Challenge! Final Destination (Part 2)

The Kingdom of Evil Horses.

A press conference for the Kido Foundation is underway.

The huge venue, large enough to hold a thousand people, was bustling with noise. Uncrowned kings from all continents and of all skin colors held up their long guns and short cannons, and the flashing of camera lights focused on Mitsumasa Kido as he walked onto the stage.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the Kido Foundation has been preparing for this press conference for a long time. Today, we have invited media friends from all over the world to the Yama Kingdom to announce a momentous event that concerns the fate of all mankind!"

"A momentous event concerning the fate of all humankind?"

"good."

Mitsumasa Kido's opening remarks immediately piqued the interest of the media, but instead of announcing what the event was, he gestured to direct everyone's attention to the large screen in the venue.

At Mitsumasa Kido's instruction, a series of blurry images were played on the large screen in the venue.