Becoming a Saint Seiya since the Age of Mythology

A crimson claw-like beam shot from afar, slamming heavily into Wu Xin's ice wall.

Unlike before, Balendane's attack this time was exceptionally fierce.

After all, this was the opponent's trump card.

The crimson claw-like light sliced ​​through Wu Xin's ice wall like a sharp blade, leaving a cross-shaped gash.

"What??"

Wu Xin was shocked and could only barely raise his left hand to block in front of his chest when the cross-shaped claw beam landed on him.

In an instant, his holy armor was sliced ​​open by the claw-like light, and terrifying power invaded his body, beginning to destroy his bones, flesh, and internal organs.

"Ahhh-"

Wu Xin couldn't help but let out a scream, and then he was sent flying by that blood-red claw light.

Chapter 279 Reincarnation (Part 2)

Even though the ice wall consumed a lot of the blood-red claw's power, it was still extremely lethal when it hit Wuxin.

He had a huge cross-shaped wound on his chest, almost revealing his internal organs; his injuries were extremely severe.

However, with the defensive power of the Giant Saint Cloth comparable to that of the Gold Cloth, coupled with Goshin's own bronze body, he still managed to survive despite such injuries.

Without hesitation, he endured the excruciating pain, drew out the Holy Water of Moonlight, and injected it into his wound again. He also burned his inner universe to stimulate his body's instincts to heal the wound.

Under the influence of these two forces, his previously critical condition stabilized and he began to recover rapidly.

"He's still not dead?"

Balendain was somewhat surprised.

'Soul-Stealing Eagle Claw' is his strongest ultimate technique, which even Lord Radamanthys of the Heavenly Fierce Star must take seriously.

He was truly astonished that the giant before him could survive such a blow.

"If one strike isn't enough, then let's try another!"

Balendane immediately gathered his cosmos power, preparing to launch a second attack.

At this moment, Wuxin also got up from the ground.

In just a short time, his wounds had almost healed.

At this moment, the accumulated corpse energy he released, in his perception, had already crossed the sixth prison and entered the seventh prison.

However, just as he had anticipated, his raw strength was not enough to send his accumulated corpse energy into the Eighth Hell.

After entering the Seventh Hell, the power of the Six Paths of Corpse Qi was almost completely exhausted, making it impossible for them to have any strength left to enter the Eighth Hell.

"How to do?"

Sensing the renewed surge of his inner universe emanating from the Crying Star opposite him, he immediately became extremely anxious.

Although he could block one more 'Soul-Stealing Eagle Claw', if it happened a few more times, he would still only face certain death.

"That's it! Since the power of a single wisp of accumulated corpse energy isn't enough, why don't I try gathering all the accumulated corpse energy together?" His eyes lit up and he immediately had an idea.

Immediately, he remotely controlled the six streams of accumulated corpse energy to converge into one.

After his actions, the originally weak aura of corpses suddenly strengthened, almost reaching the level of the Sixth Hell.

"There's hope!"

He was overjoyed and quickly manipulated the accumulated corpse energy to delve deeper into the Eighth Hell.

As the power of the accumulated corpse energy was gradually depleted, it slowly penetrated the dimensional barrier between the Seventh and Eighth Hells.

When the power of the accumulated corpse energy was almost completely dissipated after being consumed by 99%, it finally broke through the dimensional barrier and entered the Eighth Prison under Wuxin's control.

"It's done!"

Wu Xin was overjoyed and immediately injected the nearly completely dissipated corpse energy into the endless ice plains of the Eighth Hell.

In an instant, the prayer he had originally stored in the corpse energy in the form of mental energy also spread into the ice layer.

"O heroic spirits of the Saints who slumber in the icy hell!"

"I, the Centaur of the Heart, in the name of Athena, beseech you to answer my call and come before me!"

"Lend me your power, so that I may wipe out the enemy, protect the goddess, and protect the sanctuary!"

"Come, all of you, descend!"

In an instant, as the psychic power spread, the heroic spirits of the many Saint Seiya warriors who had been frozen slowly opened their eyes.

"The Enlightenment of the Giant Throne?"

Despite being unfamiliar with the name, many Saint Seiya Heroic Spirits did not hesitate to respond to the summons.

After all, protecting Athena and the Sanctuary is their duty.

Even though they are dead, and only their frozen souls remain, they remain steadfast in their mission.

Immediately, guided by the accumulated corpse energy injected into the ice layer by Wu Xin, many heroic spirits burst forth with their respective powers and instantly broke out of the ice, transforming into streaks of silver light that soared into the sky.

At this moment, seeing countless heroic spirits break free from beneath the ice, the many ghost messengers patrolling the endless ice plains were immediately terrified.

"Oh no! Stop them!"

Now that Lord Balendain, the commander of the Eighth Prison, is not here, he will surely be furious if he finds out that so many heroic spirits have escaped.

It's even uncertain whether they'll survive.

Immediately, many ghost messengers and the remaining Specters began to obstruct the escaped heroic spirits.

However, after breaking through the ice, many heroic spirits immediately used Wu Xin's accumulated corpse energy as a guide to escape into the void dimension and descend towards the Holy Domain, without lingering in the Eighth Hell at all.

Many ghost messengers and Specters worked for a long time, but almost none of them managed to stop it.

They could only watch in despair as they vanished into the void one by one.

The Holy Domain, where Tianku Star Balendain was gathering his strength to deliver another heavy blow to Wuxin, suddenly sensed something unusual about his surroundings.

He immediately became more alert, slowed down the rate at which he was accumulating his inner power, and nervously scanned his surroundings, trying to find the source of that unusual feeling.

Just then, a silver streak of light broke through the void and fell behind Wuxin.

"That is?"

He was a little puzzled.

Immediately afterward, to his astonishment, a phantom figure dressed in golden armor appeared.

"Another Gold Saint?"

"No, that's not right, that's not a Gold Saint, that's a Heroic Spirit of a Gold Saint!" He hesitated for a moment, then immediately saw through the other party's identity.

However, the moment he recognized the true nature of the figure, he thought of something else.

"Something's not right! After the Saints die, their souls are sealed in the Frozen Hell. How could they possibly still be here?" A new question arose in Balendain's mind.

At the same time, the first Gold Saint's spirit descended, and Goshin recognized that familiar face.

"Senior Brother Manigoldo—"

He excitedly called out the other person's name.

"Hey, junior brother, you've really made something of yourself! You actually managed to send the accumulated corpse energy into the Eighth Hell to summon us to this mortal world!" Manigold laughed and put his arm around Wuxin's shoulder.

“By the way, what do you want to do by summoning us dead people up here? We can’t help you with anything right now!” Manigold asked, looking around curiously.

He could tell at a glance that this was a sacred domain, and that it was in a state of war.

"Senior brother, you don't need to do anything. Just hand over your power to me!" Wu Xin replied with a smile.

"To hand over the power to you?"

Manigold was stunned for a moment, then exclaimed excitedly, "Could it be that you have mastered that 'Transformation Wave' technique?"

"Yes, I had some fortuitous encounters and unintentionally mastered it!" Wu Xin nodded.

As they were talking, the other Saint Seiya spirits descended to earth one after another and landed behind him.

Some of them were Saints who sacrificed themselves in this Holy War, but most of them were heroic spirits from the previous Holy War.

Because the time he was frozen was not very long, and because he had been summoned by Bai Li twice recently, Wu Xin was able to easily awaken him this time.

As for the Saint Seiya spirits from the previous generation, they have fallen into complete stagnation due to the vast passage of time, and Wuxin is unable to awaken them with his current abilities.

Chapter 280 The Spirit Reincarnates Again (Part 2)

"long time no see!"

Asmita's figure also appeared beside Wuxin.

"It has indeed been a long time!" Wu Xin replied with a smile.

With the assistance of a powerful Saint Seiya spirit like Asmita, the power of the 'Tenryoha' will be enhanced.

At the same time, one Saint Seiya spirit after another appeared, and Balendane, the Crying Star opposite, finally understood everything.

"A frozen hell?"

"Did you summon the souls of these sinners from the icy hell to the mortal world?" he exclaimed in surprise.

The Frozen Hell is the hell he commands, located deep within the underworld. The difficulty of summoning the souls from there to the mortal realm is unimaginable.

"Finally figured it out? Too bad you found out too late!" Wu Xin replied with a smile.

As more and more Saint Seiya spirits were summoned, the soul fluctuations of everyone automatically converged into one, releasing an increasingly powerful wave.

"It's not too late, it's not too late!"

"As long as I kill you now, everything will still be alright!" Balendane once again gathered the power of his cosmos into his arms, releasing a dazzling purple light.

Although he didn't know what kind of killer move Wuxin had prepared, he could still tell that Wuxin hadn't completely finished preparing and needed some more time.

And this time was his last chance.

"Soul-Stealing Eagle Claw"

He took another step forward, and a huge harpy phantom appeared behind him. As he swung his weapon, the harpy simultaneously released a blood-red claw-like beam.