Memorable scenes from various anime and manga crossovers: Starting with Emiya the Great Hero

[A series of colossal, monstrous phantoms descended from the sky, hurtling towards El Cid and whipping up massive plumes of smoke. Ikeros's figure then appeared.]

Without uttering a few words, El Cid's right arm was once again enveloped in golden flames, and he raised his hand to unleash a holy sword strike towards Ikeros.

"Buzz—"

“I can easily connect to space… just wait to be shredded by your own sword!”

[Ikeros used the same trick again, distorting space once more. The sword energy vanished into thin air, only to surge forth again from beneath El Cid's feet.]

"Uh..." Caught off guard, El Cid was once again injured by his own sword energy, with sword wounds of varying sizes appearing on his legs and body.

Since the sword energy could be reflected, El Cid simply chose melee combat, intending to engage in close-quarters fighting.

"If sword pressure doesn't work, are you planning to just charge in and hack away?... But that won't work either."

Ikeros immediately mocked, using the distorted space to block the attack, then his eyes widened, and a sudden gust of wind swept through the air.

El Cid's body was once again cleaved by wind blades, revealing numerous gruesome wounds.

"As expected, El Cid is really having a hard time against Ikeros. His blade attacks are completely countered."

Despite being one of the Four Dream Gods, El Cid completely overwhelmed Phantastos without sustaining a scratch... but against Ikeros, 053 was already covered in wounds in just a few seconds.

All the moves he made landed on him, and most of the wounds on his body were self-inflicted.

Academy City World

"This is indeed a bit difficult to handle." Misaka Mikoto felt a headache coming on just thinking about fighting such an opponent.

Ikeros's techniques are even more troublesome than Kuroko's spatial teleportation ability.

If Ikeros were to fight, I wouldn't dare to use my full strength in ranged attacks, or even use them at all, because I don't know which direction the opponent might distort space from to send my attacks back.

A look of shock flashed across Shirai Kuroko's face as she stared intently at the screen: "Range attacks can't be used, but melee attacks can be done by hiding in space. Isn't that just too unfair?"

Although the Four Dream Gods' close combat abilities seem inferior to those of the Gold Saints, Ikeros doesn't even attempt close combat with El Cid!

Now El Cid is afraid to attack from a distance, and can't hit in close combat! The enemy can also hide in space and launch sneak attacks anytime, anywhere. If this continues, they will be worn down sooner or later.

Looking at the large pool of blood at El Cid's feet, Ikeros decided to torture him to pass the time: "Is he done for? Then... this time I'll take care of him!"

[Then, Ikeros's entire body vanished into thin air, intending to completely drain El Cid of his blood.]

At this moment, El Cid was cautiously observing the changes in his surroundings, because he could not sense Ikeros's presence at all.

"I can't sense his presence at all, where will he attack from..."

Suddenly, a colossal beast radiating blue light appeared behind El Cid, with Ikeros seated atop it, as the beast lunged to tear at El Cid.

"I'm going to torture you slowly!!"

"Ugh!" Faced with the sudden attack, El Cid could only barely withstand it, and his body was covered in wounds.

Having landed a successful blow, the cunning Icarus seamlessly slipped into another dimension, vanishing without a trace.

Time continued to pass, and El Cid's blood continued to drain, when suddenly Icarus's figure appeared beneath him.

This blow tore through El Cid's body once more, spraying copious amounts of blood across the area.

"This is the limit of humanity; this is the fundamental difference between you humans and us gods."

"Fortunately, the Gold Saints are very resilient; otherwise, with such a barrage of attacks, most people would have been down long ago."

“No, unlike Phantasos who is driven by anger, Ikeros actually has a brain. El Cid can’t find an opportunity at all.”

The people from other worlds stared in shock as Ikeros leaped through space... Wow, this god actually uses his brain!

Good heavens, he suddenly burst out from the void and attacked without anyone noticing. He struck once and then never stopped, making it impossible for anyone to detect his whereabouts.

Chaldea, the world of Type-Moon

"These four Dream Gods don't seem to be very strong in combat, but they all have special abilities." Merlin frowned, also unable to find Icarus's weakness.

Hidden in space, completely undetectable, it attacks at any time like an assassin... and can also defend by distorting space. This ability is really troublesome.

While dealing with the affairs of the clay tablet, King Shan occasionally glanced at the screen. He hated Ikeros the most, being such an annoying opponent.

“If this continues, El Cid will eventually be tortured to death by Ikeros until he bleeds out.”

Although each of Ikeros's attacks didn't seem to do much damage, each one took a significant amount of blood from El Cid.

If this continues, we'll be worn down long ago. (Read thrilling novels at Feilu Novel Network!)

The Myth of Hades

"Hehehe, Phantastos was too careless after all. Watch how I torment Capricorn El Cid..."

Seeing this, Ikeros proudly bared his sharp teeth, as if he could already see El Cid being tortured to death.

"Hmph..." The mocked Phantasos snorted coldly, his face turning ugly: "It's best not to underestimate him."

Having learned his lesson from the video, Phantasos wouldn't be careless again. This man was someone who could carry out his will even in his dreams; he wasn't as simple as they imagined.

“Then you just wait and see, Phantastos!” Ikeros didn’t care about what Phantastos said; instead, he became interested.

After all, Phantasos lost to El Cid, so he might have subconsciously exaggerated the strength of his opponent to avoid losing face.

Seeing the situation becoming increasingly unfavorable, El Cid suddenly leaped high into the air, blood gushing from his severed arm, creating a shower of blood in the air.

When Ikeros saw El Cid jump up, he thought the other was trying to escape: "It's too late, and besides... escaping is impossible anyway."

However, El Cid, upon landing, remained motionless on the ground like a meditating monk, carefully sensing the pain emanating from his body and the murderous intent permeating the space.

Just a little more... just a little more!

I'll bite you to pieces!

Suddenly, Icarus reappeared behind El Cid, but this time El Cid sensed Icarus's presence.

When the distorted space touched the blood in the air, the subtle changes were clearly perceived by El Cid.

"Bang! Bang—" In an instant, golden light flashed, and the sword energy finally struck Ikeros, leaving a deep mark on his face.

Ikeros hid in another space, covering his injured face with his hand, looking at El Cid in disbelief: "Impossible, is it just a coincidence?"

“Ikeros, it is true that we humans have insurmountable limits, but as long as we train our will, we can approach those limits.”

El Cid spun around, blood spurting from his severed arm once more. At that moment, Ikeros finally understood what El Cid had done.

[This is a blood array created by El Cid using the blood flowing from his body! Every time he distorts space, El Cid can feel the changes in the blood mist.]

[The next moment, El Cid struck again. Two golden lights flashed, and Ikeros's Surplice shattered instantly, a single sword strike sealing his throat.]

"No... he's just a Saint, just a human... ah..."

Blood flowed from Ikeros's neck; he had lost his life and collapsed to the ground.

El Cid, as always, calmly looked at the fallen Ikeros: "Two gods remain..."

"Even in death, Ikeros looked down on humans. Just how arrogant were those gods!"

"Holy crap, they actually won! El Cid's strength is truly undeniable. To defeat Ikeros with just a basic attack is just too amazing!"

Even the people from other worlds stared in disbelief at the victorious El Cid. They had thought the battle was lost, but unexpectedly, he turned the tide at the last moment.

This is what El Cid meant when he said it was the limit that could be reached through willpower training.

"Two gods left... That's way too arrogant!"

Looking at El Cid's calm face, a thought subconsciously arose in everyone's mind... Could he really be able to defeat all four at once?

Type-Moon Chaldea World

At this moment, Dr. Roman and the others inside the Chaldea Security Agency looked at each other, their eyes wide with disbelief.

"Is this amount of bleeding really reasonable? Putting aside the shock, the fact that he can still stand up is already too strong."

Dr. Roman, a researcher, was completely dumbfounded. This amount of bleeding should have killed someone long ago, but if it happened to a Saint Seiya... well, it would be fine.

He just suspected that the talisman left by Athena really wasn't written by El Cid through bloodletting. The amount of blood was perfect for drawing talismans; it was like a water truck spraying water for free.

"El Cid has no choice. Ikeros's spatial abilities are too much of a counter to El Cid. If he didn't use a strategy, he would probably be doomed."

Da Vinci shrugged and spread his hands, indicating that there was nothing he could do. If El Cid wanted to lose weight, he could probably lose several pounds just by throwing blood at him.

Fujimaru Ritsuka silently remarked, "With this amount of bleeding, I feel like I could bleed to death."

Seriously, how long is El Cid's health bar? He just doesn't understand these strange bleeding amounts of the Saint Seiya characters...

Chapter 388 The Divine Cloth, One Move to Kill!

The Myth of Hades

Ikeros, who had just made some harsh remarks, was so angry that he almost ground his teeth to powder. Who would have thought that El Cid would be able to turn the tables in that situation?

Phantasos, always eager for drama, quipped, "I told you not to underestimate El Cid..."

Phantasos felt a bit more at ease; at least it wasn't too humiliating. After all, everyone had lost to El Cid, so no one could laugh at anyone else…

Ikeros's face was ashen, as if he had been greatly insulted, and his eyes were filled with rage, like a wild beast that had been provoked.

Then, a cold smile played on his lips, and his body trembled slightly, as if he were trying to suppress his anger: "Hmph... next time you won't be so lucky!"

Oneiros, the god of dreams, frowned deeply: "Enough! Isn't it embarrassing enough that you've been defeated by a mere Gold Saint?"

Instead of complaining here, we should think about how to explain this to Lord Hypoplus.

At this point, both of them fell down. They had been entrusted with an important mission, but the Gold Saints had broken into their dream world and even defeated them there. They felt they had no face to face Lord Hypostasis.