Becoming a Saint Seiya since the Age of Mythology

Bai Li shook his head and said with a wry smile, "The creation of the Holy Ark is not easy. Even Lord Sasha had to put in a lot of effort to barely make two."

"One has already been used, and the other is also prepared for Thanatos, the god of death."

"Besides, I didn't bring another Ark of the Holy See this time, so don't even think about getting your hands on it."

As he spoke, he picked up the golden divine spear from the ground and carefully carried it on his back.

"So, the only way is for the three of us to temporarily bind the Dream God's soul with the Corpse Qi? And then we'll use the Golden Arrow to kill him once the Dream Realm Rift reopens?" Wu Xin asked tentatively.

Chapter 153 Rematch with the Dream God

Manigold frowned upon hearing this and said, "But the Dream Realm Rift has already closed, and who knows when it will reopen!"

"You don't need to worry about this!"

Bai Li waved his hand confidently and said, "Lord Sasha had already made arrangements before we even entered the Dream Realm."

"I specifically instructed the Pisces outside that if things become impossible, they should let the crack close."

"Incidentally, this will also cut off the support from Hypnos, the god of sleep."

"When the time is right, have Pisces work with Orpheus to hypnotize the dragon again and open the dream rift!"

If it weren't for Lord Sasha's secret instructions, Pisces Yaphica would have risked her life to prevent the Specters from closing the rift.

“In that case, I have nothing to worry about!” Manigot nodded and ran towards the battlefield without looking back.

At this moment, El Cid and Regulus were already locked in battle with Morpheus, who had become one with the three gods.

However, Morpheus was now even stronger than before, and he directly reversed the battle, leaving the two of them only able to defend themselves.

"The combination of the three gods can be this powerful?"

Upon arriving on the battlefield and feeling the shockwave from the explosion of a lightning ball casually tossed by Morpheus, Manigold began to question his existence.

This dream god is far stronger than the previous individual dream gods; they are on a completely different level.

He even felt that this Dream God was not much different from the Sleep God who had treated him like a game before.

"That's not all!"

Having just dodged a terrifying attack, Regulus said breathlessly, "If it weren't for Sisyphus's golden arrow that killed Ikeros the Dreamer..."

"If they complete the ultimate fusion of the four gods, their power will likely be even more terrifying!"

He feels incredibly fortunate whenever he thinks about it.

The combination of three gods is already this powerful; the combination of four gods is simply unimaginable.

Just then, Morpheus noticed Manigoldo, who had just entered the battlefield.

"Cancer, you deserve to die even more!"

"You not only killed Ikeros, but you also participated in sealing Lord Hypnos!"

You deserve to die more than they do!

The voices of the three gods overlapped, roaring angrily at the same pace.

"Scythe of Sin"

He concentrated his inner universe in his left hand, then swung it forcefully forward, instantly creating a huge scythe that cleaved through space and slashed towards Manigoldo.

It is a nightmare scythe forged from the fear of mortals within nightmares, capable of shattering a person's soul and condemning them to eternal damnation within nightmares, unable to reincarnate.

"If you want me dead, then you'll have to see if you're capable enough!" Manigold laughed loudly and fearlessly stepped forward.

"Accumulated Corpse Qi - Soul Burial Break"

A pale light condensed on his right fist, and then struck heavily against the large black scythe that had cleaved through space.

boom!

The pale light instantly invaded the black scythe, and cracks appeared on its blade, accompanied by a pale glow. Then the entire scythe exploded.

The explosion did not harm Manigold in the slightest; instead, the shockwave from it bounced back and hit Morpheus squarely in the face.

In just a moment, many fragments of his divine robes fell off.

Relying on the combined power, Morpheus was not seriously injured, but he was made quite disheveled by the attack.

He grew increasingly enraged and launched a new, violent attack.

Although Manigoldo could use Soul Burial Break to counter his opponent's moves, with his current stamina, he could only last for two more times at most.

He did not rashly engage in combat again, and quickly hid on the battlefield.

For a moment, the three Gold Saints were all overwhelmed by the combined dream god Morpheus, unable to lift their heads.

At the same time, Wuxin followed Baili to the edge of the battlefield.

He knew that he wouldn't have a chance to make a move in this level of combat. All he could do was conserve his energy and prepare for the final strike to bind the Dream God's soul.

Bai Li gazed at the battlefield and earnestly instructed, "Among the three gods, only the Illusionist Phantasos is the weakest, and after the previous battle, he is extremely weakened!"

“Once Manigold and his men finish off their last physical bodies, their souls will be further weakened.”

"At that time, even with your strength, you will be able to bind the soul of the Illusionist, Phantasos, on your own!"

"Yes, I understand, teacher!" Wuxin nodded solemnly.

"There's no need to be so nervous!"

Bai Li smiled and patted his shoulder, saying, "In this operation, the most difficult one, Hypnos, has been sealed away. The remaining three Dream Gods are just minor troubles."

"So, you don't need to be so tense, just relax!"

The old man paused for a moment, then continued, "Moreover, that little lion can also use the corpse aura; I'll remind him about it later."

"If you're not up to the task, I'll have him help you!"

"He can also use the Qi of Accumulated Corpses?" Wuxin was astonished.

Surprised?

Bai Li smiled broadly and patiently explained, "That kid is a rare genius with extremely high talent in cultivating combat skills."

"He can master almost all combat techniques after seeing them only once."

"So, that kid learned all the basic moves of all the Gold Saints of the Twelve Palaces."

"However, although he is very talented, he has limited energy and his mastery of the other Gold Saints' techniques is not particularly deep."

"I see!" Wuxin nodded.

He suddenly remembered that this little lion was exceptionally talented and had even created his own move, "The Ultimate Roar of the Twelve Zodiacs," by combining the techniques of the twelve Gold Saints.

Conversely, if the opponent were to create such a unique move, they would naturally need to be very familiar with, or even have directly mastered, the moves of the other Gold Saints.

Realizing this, he was not at all surprised that Regulus also possessed the power of Sekishiki.

However, he was curious whether Regulus had successfully created the 'Scream of the Twelve Constellations'.

However, this matter was too private, and no matter how curious he was, he dared not inquire rashly.

Inside the Forest of the God of War, just as Yapafica and the others were focused on dealing with the demon dragon Korchis, a man dressed in a burgundy suit and riding a white pegasus quietly arrived.

"Oh, looks like I've come at a really bad time!" Yao Ma said apologetically, but he couldn't suppress the smile on his face.

Just as he was pondering how to handle the situation, his gaze was suddenly drawn to a corpse not far away.

That was the corpse of Rhadamanthus, one of the three giants of the underworld.

Although in the eyes of ordinary people the other party was already dead, in his eyes, Rhadamanthus still had a tenacious soul that had not been completely extinguished.

It was that sliver of unwavering willpower that allowed him to see a glimmer of life in Rhadamanthus's corpse.

"Should we help him?" He stroked his unshaven chin and began to think seriously.

Chapter 154 The Return of Blasphemy

Suddenly, as if sensing something, Yao Ma involuntarily raised his eyebrows.

He then made a quick decision, taking advantage of the moment when Yaphica and the others were focused on dealing with the dragon, he grabbed Rhadamanthus's body and quietly retreated.

As Yao Ma left, two more dark figures appeared deep in the forest.

“Brother, that guy seemed a bit strange just now. Should we chase after him and take a look?” the Blasphemer asked another tall man beside him.

Yoma took away the corpse of a Specter, which seems to be related to the Specters in some way.

However, the person was not wearing any funerary clothing, only casual clothes, making it difficult to confirm their identity.

"Let's not cause any unnecessary trouble! He's not our target!"

The indignant man shook his head and said seriously, "As long as he's not here to interfere with us, let's not provoke him for now."

"Alright! When shall we make our move? I can't wait to cleanse my armor with the blood of Athena's Gold Saints!" the Blasphemer said, clenching his fist.

"Wait a minute!"

The grief-stricken man shook his head again, gazing at the distant battlefield, and said, "Don't forget, Orpheus is over there too!"

"If we act rashly, he might see through our intentions."

"We cannot act rashly for the sake of the lady's plan!"

"Wait a little longer!"

"How much longer do we have to wait?"

The blasphemer grew impatient and complained, "There are only three of them now."

"If they reopen the rift in the dream world and allow the Gold Saints inside to return to the human world and reunite, it will be even more difficult for us to make a move!"

The one filled with grief and indignation didn't take it seriously and said calmly, "We didn't originally plan to take action this time. We just came here to see what the Holy Land and the Underworld were doing here."

"If given the chance, I wouldn't mind dyeing my battle suit red with the blood of a Gold Saint."

"But the lady said that now is not the time for us to officially appear and compete with Athena and Hades; we should hide ourselves as much as possible."

"Wait, wait, she'll only make us wait!"

The blasphemer grew increasingly impatient and complained again, "I've waited long enough! I can't wait any longer!"