Becoming a Saint Seiya since the Age of Mythology

However, since the opponent was a god who was born with the ability to use spatial power, the destructive power of this move was naturally greatly reduced.

In order to make full use of this move, he deliberately aimed to launch his counterattack when Oneiros had exhausted his strength and had no energy left to defend himself.

As Defteros activated his final trump card, the entire dimensional cage shattered with a deafening roar, and endless dimensional turbulence surged into the battlefield. Combined with the impact of the explosion, it unleashed an indiscriminate attack on both the human and the god.

"what--"

Caught off guard by this attack, Oneiros, who had been so confident of victory, let out a scream, and his good mood plummeted.

Worse still, just as Defteros had predicted, he no longer had the strength to defend himself. Under the dual pressure of the dimensional turbulence and the impact of the explosion, his tattered divine armor could no longer hold on and shattered into pieces, dissipating into the dimensional turbulence.

"Do not--"

He screamed in terror and struggled desperately to escape, but it was too late.

Without the protection of the divine armor, and unable to muster any defensive strength, he was swept up by the dimensional turbulence, and his entire body shattered within it.

Defteros's situation wasn't much better.

Although he was also skilled in using spatial power and normally wouldn't have to worry about the negative effect of this move causing mutual destruction, he was now exhausted and could only quietly wait for death in the dimensional turbulence, just like Oneiros, the head of the Dream Gods.

"Goodbye, Lord Sasha!"

He lay supine amidst the dimensional turbulence, offered his final prayer, and then closed his eyes.

But at that moment, an undisguised mocking voice appeared in his ear.

"My silly little brother!"

"Are you just going to give up already?"

"Looks like you're nothing special after all!"

Chapter 147 The End of the Holy Sword

In the Dream Realm, after nearly a hundred rounds of continuous fighting, Hypnos had to admit that he had no way to deal with Bai Li for the time being.

After being blessed by two generations of Athena, the holy sword was endowed with great power, allowing a mortal to temporarily gain the strength to fight against the gods.

With the help of that holy sword, Bai Li could easily block his attacks.

"The sword in your hand is indeed very strong, but it is not your power after all!"

Looking at the old man not far away, Hypnos, having regained his composure, sneered, "Athena's power will eventually run out. When that time comes, how will you withstand the power of a god?"

As he spoke, he conjured a purple lightning bolt and struck the old man.

Swish!

Bai Li casually cleaved the purple lightning with his sword and continued charging towards the God of Sleep, saying earnestly, "I said I would defeat the gods with the wisdom of mortals!"

"When this sword's power is exhausted, it will be time for you to witness the power of mortals!"

As he spoke, he rushed to the God of Sleep and slashed at him fiercely with his sword.

"Well then, I'm somewhat looking forward to your performance, mortal!" Hypnos calmly waved his hand to defend himself.

In an instant, another bolt of purple lightning erupted from his hand, condensing into a ball of lightning that met the descending holy sword.

boom!

The lightning ball exploded, scattering sparks everywhere. Both Shupunos and Bai Li were blasted back, neither of them gaining any advantage.

However, with his keen divine senses, Hypnos had already noticed that the power of the holy sword was about to be exhausted.

"Are we nearing our limit?"

"Then let me speed up this process!"

He opened his arms, and a huge dimensional hole immediately opened above his head.

"Tremble before the majesty of the gods, mortals!"

"The Rain of Annihilation"

With a cold snort, countless meteorites were summoned from the sky and then fell straight towards Bai Li's location.

As the meteorites accelerated their descent, they burst into flames in mid-air, transforming into a terrifying rain of fire.

That was a real meteor shower, not a manifestation of the power of the microcosm. It had the power to destroy the world; if it fell on Earth, it could instantly level a country.

"It seems he realized that the holy sword in my hand is about to run out of power!" Faced with the God of Sleep's powerful attack, Bai Li instantly understood the other party's plan.

Considering the other Saints in the dream world, he naturally couldn't avoid them.

Immediately, the old man raised his head, picked up his sword, and with a light step, charged directly into the meteor shower.

One sword, two swords, three swords...

Relying on the power of the holy sword, the old man's offensive was unstoppable, directly destroying the falling meteorites one by one and shattering them completely.

By the time they landed, they had turned into scorching sand rain, and no longer possessed the power to destroy the world.

At the same time, the power of the holy sword in the old man's hand was also being rapidly depleted, and the originally dazzling golden light on the sword became increasingly dim.

On the ground, Wuxin couldn't help but feel worried and asked, "Senior brother, how much longer do we have to wait?"

"The holy sword in the teacher's hand is nearing its limit!"

Even he could see that the Holy Sword was about to run out of power.

“Wait a little longer, the Grand Elder still has some trump cards up his sleeve!” Manigold shook his head.

The time they planned for has not yet arrived, and no real turning point has appeared.

"Hidden trump card? What other hidden trump card does the teacher have?" Wu Xin asked, somewhat surprised.

Considering the importance of this matter, he immediately used his telepathy to send a message: "Teacher, could he have brought the goddess's artifact with him?"

Upon hearing this, Manigold was also startled.

"What are you dreaming about!"

He looked Wu Xin up and down, then secretly sent a message: "That's a divine artifact, understand? It's not something you can just use casually!"

"For gods, using divine artifacts is as easy as eating and drinking."

"But we are mortals, fundamentally different from gods."

"If we want to use divine artifacts with mortal bodies, we must pay a very high price."

"I once heard the old man say that even a Gold Saint can barely wield a divine weapon to launch an attack."

"After a single blow, even a Gold Saint will be exhausted and completely lose his fighting ability."

"That is something that is destined to be unsuitable for mortals to use."

"To put it another way, the divine artifact is of utmost importance. If it were lost to the enemy by the slightest carelessness, who could bear the responsibility?"

"Therefore, the Grand Elder could never possibly bring the Goddess's artifact into battle!"

Hearing this, Wuxin had to admit that he had just made a guess.

Suddenly, he remembered the scene in the Lost Canvas story where Hakurei sealed Hypnos, the god of sleep.

"Could it be that move?" He had a new guess.

However, in the old story, Hypnos, the god of sleep, was too arrogant and chose to take Hakurei's fatal blow with his bare hands. In the end, he was caught off guard and was sealed away by the old man through a clever trick.

But the situation is completely different now.

After such a long and fierce battle, Hypnos, the god of sleep, has taken Hakure seriously and will never give up easily again.

Given this situation, Wu Xin did not believe that his teacher could still use that decisive move to cleverly seal the Sleeping God.

While he was pondering, Bai Li had already used the holy sword in his hand to destroy the last meteorite falling from the sky, and it fell back to the ground.

Unfortunately, the power of that holy sword was also completely exhausted.

Click click click!

Fine cracks appeared on the sword and spread rapidly in all directions.

When the cracks covered the entire blade, the holy sword shattered instantly, then turned into specks of light and dissipated before Bai Li's eyes, leaving only a section of the hilt in his hand.

"The Holy Sword is useless now; it's time to use that move!"

Sheathing his sword, Bai Li looked at the distant god of sleep and then shouted, "God of Sleep, witness my true power!"

"Let me see if these so-called gods can bear the resentment and hatred I've accumulated over the past two hundred years!"

As he spoke, he extended his right index finger and raised it high above his head. Then, a beam of silver light emanated from the old man's fingertip and shot straight into the sky.

Immediately afterwards, it was as if an invisible gate opened in the sky, and then streaks of light, like silver comets, descended into the dream world from the other side of the invisible gate.

"Spirits? The underworld?"

Hypnos, the god of sleep, saw through the essence of those silver comets and understood their origin.

"This is impossible! How could you open the connection between the underworld and the dream world?"

He was extremely surprised by this, but he did not relax his efforts. He was also rapidly gathering his inner power, preparing for the next decisive blow.

"No, I did not directly break through the barrier between the two worlds! Nor do I have that ability!"

While manipulating the light at his fingertips, Bai Li stalled for time, explaining, "I merely summoned a heroic spirit slumbering in the underworld!"

"As the god of sleep, you seem to have forgotten one thing!"

"The Dream Realm is also a place where souls can find rest!"

"It refuses entry and exit to any being other than the God of Dreams, but it will never refuse the return of heroic spirits!"

Chapter 148 The Golden Spear

"So that's how it is!"

On the edge of the battlefield, Wuxin and Manigold suddenly understood.

Hakurei did not directly open a dimensional passage between the Dream Worlds, but rather used the properties of the Sekishiki (Sludge Belcher's Qi) to summon the Heroic Spirits of the Underworld here.

This explanation sounds contradictory, but it is not actually the case.

Normally, Wu Xin and his companions summon the dead by using the accumulated corpse energy to directly open up the underworld, and then let the dead descend through the dimensional portal.