Becoming a Saint Seiya since the Age of Mythology

"Lightning Speed ​​Fist"

As the Slayer unleashed his fist, streaks of black lightning materialized and rapidly coalesced, transforming into a black ball of lightning that shot towards Regulus.

Faced with an attack from a powerful being with the Eighth Sense, Regulus dared not take it head-on and quickly hid far away to the side.

Rumble!

The lightning ball landed, unleashing terrifying destructive power. Endless lightning bolts shot out in all directions, forcing Regulus to retreat once again.

Even he had to admit that the same move, when used by the enemy, was far more powerful than when he used it himself.

"Double Galactic Explosion"

Just then, Defteros finally caught his breath and launched a counterattack against the Slayer.

The Milky Way reappeared, and stars fell one after another, overwhelming the location of the slayer.

However, having already witnessed the opponent's strength, neither Defteros nor Regulus believed they could defeat him so easily this time.

Sure enough, a familiar microcosm appeared behind Defteros.

"Watch out, he's behind you!"

Regulus quickly issued a warning and decisively launched a counterattack to reinforce the area.

"Plasma Light Speed ​​Fist"

With each punch he threw, the endless fist energy once again materialized into golden lightning, but this time it did not condense into a ball of lightning. Instead, it transformed into a huge net of lightning that enveloped Defteros from behind.

As a Saint who had already awakened the Eighth Sense, Defteros's perception was naturally stronger than Regulus's, and he noticed the fluctuations behind him much earlier.

He decisively chose to cancel his attack and quickly retreated to avoid any potential attacks.

However, the Slayer, who had used spatial power to teleport behind him, didn't even glance at the falling electric grid, letting the golden lightning bolts bombard him.

Rumble!

The golden lightning struck, but it was completely blocked by the cosmic power released from the opponent's body, and could not cause any effective damage.

Immediately afterwards, he raised his right fist in what appeared to be a slow but actually fast motion.

"I'll return that punch to you!"

Accompanied by the cold voice of the Slayer, he threw a light punch without any fluctuation of his cosmos, which made Defteros and the others somewhat puzzled.

But soon, Defteros seemed to realize something, and his expression changed drastically.

"not good!"

He cried out in alarm, but it was too late.

An invisible wave invaded his mind, and his eyes immediately dimmed. He stood frozen in place, motionless.

"Damn it, that's Gemini's Demonic Fist!"

Regulus had already recognized the true nature of that attack.

Although he didn't understand how the other party did it, he was certain that it was the 'Demon Emperor Illusion Fist' used by Gemini!

At the same time, noticing the anomaly on the battlefield, Sasha seemed to remember something and quickly searched her memory for the answer.

Soon, she found a familiar figure deep in the sea of ​​memories.

"Be careful, he's not an ordinary person!"

"He is Hector, the legendary hero of the Trojan War in the age of mythology!"

"He possesses the ability to copy his opponent's combat techniques!"

"As long as you don't exceed his level of mastery, you can easily copy and use any combat technique he has seen!" Sasha hurriedly warned, her anxious voice echoing throughout the entire battlefield.

In Athena's long memory, she had only ever seen one such special being who could directly copy the opponent's combat techniques.

No wonder she felt he looked very familiar.

It's no wonder that the Slayer would deliberately hide his identity from the Grief-stricken and Indignant.

Because they were enemies during the Trojan War.

Hiding one's identity is to avoid causing unnecessary trouble.

"It's him?"

At this moment, not only the Saints like Regulus, but also the victims and grieved warriors of the Evil Spirits were taken aback.

"That's right, that's right!"

“This method of effortlessly copying and applying an opponent’s combat skills is something that no one else but Hector could do!” Ajax the Great nodded to himself.

"Were you still recognized?"

The Slayer temporarily halted its attack, gazing towards the entrance of the secret realm, and said, "We meet again, Goddess of War and Wisdom!"

"But this time, can you win this war again?"

As he spoke, he deliberately dispersed the black mist from his face, revealing a resolute male face to everyone.

He still harbored resentment towards the Trojan War.

If it weren't for the wanton interference of Athena and other gods, he would never have failed.

Therefore, when he was awakened from hell and told that he could fight the Holy Land again, he agreed without hesitation.

This time, he wasn't fighting for any god, but for himself, to make up for past regrets.

"The goddess of victory will guide me in the direction of triumph!" Sasha replied solemnly, and silently issued a reinforcement order to the few people left behind on the holy mountain.

As the figure on the altar gradually revived, her wandering divinity was reunited, and the resistance of the secret realm to her gradually decreased.

Soon, she will be able to enter the secret realm and deal with the resurrected god.

However, the battles of the many Saints below were not going well, which worried her greatly.

While the Holy Domain still holds the advantage in battles below the Gold rank, it falls into a disadvantageous position above the Gold rank.

Needless to say, the Slayers' side, including Defteros, are already showing signs of defeat, and it will be too late if they don't send reinforcements soon; the Sufferers' side is still entangled with Odysseus, and it will be difficult to determine a winner in the short term.

As for the Grief-Induced Ones, the Cranny of the Seas was inexplicably defeated and fell into a coma. After a brief outburst, Shion and the other two also began to gradually fall into a disadvantageous position.

Under such circumstances, if reinforcements are not provided, the situation could very well deteriorate to an unmanageable level.

Upon receiving Sasha's message, the few remaining members of the Sanctuary felt a mixture of anticipation and worry.

The fact that more than half of the Gold Saints have already been dispatched, yet a few more are still needed as reinforcements, indicates that the situation in Sanctuary is not optimistic.

As for anticipation, it stemmed from the joy of not having to wait in vain in the Holy Land, as he finally had a chance to prove himself.

"But before that, let me first say hello to them!"

At the summit, Sisyphus, the constellation Sagittarius, released his bowstring, and a golden light instantly shot out from it, piercing through the clouds and leaving a long, hole-like trail before disappearing into the horizon.

Chapter 412 Ancestor Capricorn

On the battlefield of Atlantis, only three targets deserve Sisyphus's attention.

Among them, Hector the Slayer is the strongest and is skilled in using spatial abilities, making him difficult to ambush.

In particular, during their last encounter, Sisyphus also fired an arrow, but it was easily deflected by his opponent.

The weakest group should be the victims, but the victims have a special ability to reflect damage.

Sisyphus had also suffered at their hands, so he naturally wouldn't easily target the victims.

Finally, only one person remained, filled with grief and indignation.

In terms of strength, Ajax the Grief-Slayer is stronger than the Sufferers but weaker than the Slayers, but he doesn't have the same troublesome ability to retaliate as the Sufferers, making him the best target.

To increase the success rate of this attack, Sisyphus chose the one who was filled with grief and indignation.

In Atlantis, the Grief-Stricken One, who was fighting Shion, suddenly felt a powerful cosmic wave shooting towards him.

"There is a situation!"

He felt a chill run down his spine and hurriedly tried to dodge.

But sensing that familiar fluctuation of the cosmos, Shion and the other immediately realized that it was Sisyphus who had made his move.

The two immediately intensified their attack, completely blocking the space for the grief-stricken man to hide.

Left with no other choice, the grief-stricken and indignant had to resist.

"Bloodlust Strike"

He attacked in anger, instantly unleashing three crimson arcs of light.

Two of them were aimed at Shion and his companion, while the other was aimed at the incoming burst of cosmos.

boom!

Shion and his companion barely managed to block the attack, but were still inevitably forced back.

At this moment, the golden light that had flown from the Holy Realm and traversed the ocean and land also arrived above the Grief-stricken.

Long!

The crimson arc of light met the attack head-on, but it was no match for it. It was shattered by the sharp golden light and continued to fall towards the grief-stricken man on the ground.

"Golden Arrow?"

As a former Gold Saint, the Grief-Stricken One immediately recognized the golden light.

But it was too late to dodge or defend; he could only barely avoid his vital points.

Swish!

The golden light fell, instantly disappearing into his shoulder, then passing through his back and shooting into the ground, vanishing without a trace.

"Um--"

The grief-stricken Ajax the Great groaned in pain.

His battle suit on his shoulder was torn, revealing a hole the size of a thumb, from which bright red blood flowed, staining his entire arm.

This was the first time he had been so seriously injured since the start of the war.

"A great opportunity!"