Becoming a Saint Seiya since the Age of Mythology

"You're celebrating too soon, Eris!"

The man on the left sneered and said, "Did you really think we resurrected you just to send you to your death?"

As they spoke, he and his companion once again activated the magic array in perfect unison.

Immediately afterwards, the magic circle derived from the golden apple suddenly reversed, instantly transforming into a golden cage that directly trapped the soul of Eris, the goddess of discord, within it.

"What???"

Eris was startled and immediately struggled violently, sending terrifying shockwaves scattering in all directions, causing the surrounding solar fire to scatter and surge.

However, no matter how much she struggled, she could not escape the cage even a little bit; on the contrary, the cage was rapidly shrinking under the control of the two men.

In the blink of an eye, the entire magic circle shrank to the size of a fist, and the soul of Eris, the goddess of discord, was compressed within it, like a cloud of gray mist.

"Wait, something seems off!" The person on the right stopped.

“Something is definitely not right!” The person on the left also stopped.

Upon closer inspection, the mist in the cage slowly dissipated, leaving only a black slender sword.

That is the 'Sword of Annihilation', the divine weapon of Eris, the goddess of discord.

"Oh no, we've been tricked!" the man on the left exclaimed.

In fact, the moment they were resurrected by the reunion of their souls, Eris, the goddess of discord, became extremely wary of them.

She knew very well that these two guys had resurrected her for some other purpose, and that they had been preparing for it for a long time.

Furthermore, having just been resurrected and not yet regained her power, Eris completely abandoned any thought of fighting the two. She quickly used the artifact as a substitute to cover her escape.

But at that moment, a cry of alarm came from the edge of the sea of ​​fire.

"How will you be here??"

That was the voice of Eris, the goddess of discord.

Immediately afterwards, a violent fluctuation of the microcosm emanated from the edge of the sea of ​​fire, accompanied by the exclamations of the Goddess of Strife.

Soon, the fluctuations stopped, and the sea of ​​fire returned to calm. A divine soul sealed by red flames floated across the sea of ​​fire and came to the two of them.

"I can't hold her for long! Quickly use that golden apple to seal her inside!" A voice of warning came from the edge of the sea of ​​fire.

Without hesitation, the two immediately activated the Golden Apple once more, sealing the goddess of strife's soul inside.

Meanwhile, with the end of the war in the Sahara Desert and news from the front lines, Pandora immediately went to the studio.

"Lord Hades, good news has come from the front!" Pandora knelt behind Hades, her voice filled with excitement.

Without turning around, Aaron the Pluto continued sketching on his canvas, slowly saying, "You mean to talk about the battle situation in the Sahara Desert, right?"

"Correct!"

Pandora, her face beaming with joy, looked up and said, "The Sanctuary won, but it was a Pyrrhic victory..."

However, before she could finish speaking, she noticed that a battlefield scene was being depicted on the canvas in front of Hades.

A Saint Seiya clad in magnificent silver armor drew his bow and fired a devastating arrow that struck a man in the sky.

Behind the man, the faint silhouette of a woman could be seen.

In an instant, the joy on Pandora's face vanished, turning her face deathly pale.

Because the painting of Hades depicted the scene reported from the front lines: the mythical Pegasus shooting down the goddess of discord.

Clearly, Hades already knew everything that happened on the battlefield in the Sahara Desert, so her report was completely unnecessary.

But she quickly regained her composure and said with her head bowed, "The Sanctuary has suffered heavy losses. I would like to ask you, sir, whether we should take this opportunity to attack the Sanctuary and destroy Athena and the Saints!"

"No need!"

Pluto Aaron didn't turn around, continuing to paint on the canvas, saying, "I've said it before, I don't like fighting!"

"Moreover, the situation in the Holy Land is not as simple as you think!"

"If you drive Athena into a corner, the consequences will be beyond your control!"

He paused for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Besides, shouldn't you have almost finished collecting the pigments I ordered you to gather?"

“Yes, only the final ‘Styx Bone Clay’ is not yet complete! But I have already dispatched Rhadamanthus to handle this matter personally!” Pandora replied solemnly.

"Now that everything is almost ready, let's not create any more trouble! Let's wait patiently for the final judgment!" Hades Aaron gave his final words and said nothing more.

"Yes!"

Pandora responded and slowly left the studio.

Chapter 446 Reunion with the Witch

Meanwhile, Leo Regulus, who had been blasted from North Africa directly to the Aegean Sea, finally awoke after being unconscious for a day and a night.

"This is where?"

He sat up groggily, his whole body aching terribly, which made him gasp.

It was this intense pain that instantly cleared his mind, dispelling his previous confusion.

Looking down, he found himself sitting on a simple bed, his Leo Cloth almost completely shattered, with only about one-fifth remaining on his body.

His body was covered in bleeding wounds.

Achilles' punch nearly tore him apart completely.

If the other party hadn't been so ruthless and merely a fanatical martial arts enthusiast, he would probably be dead by now from that punch.

Even so, Regulus was seriously injured, and now even moving his arm was extremely painful.

Fortunately, he seemed to have been rescued, and all his wounds were stitched up and bandaged, which prevented his injuries from worsening.

He was also very curious about who had saved him.

You must understand that he was injured by the demigod Achilles. Ordinary people cannot treat his injuries, and they cannot even easily get close to him while he is unconscious.

Even when he is unconscious, his body will instinctively resist the approach of ordinary people to protect his own safety, especially strangers.

Even if he is seriously injured, his instinctive counterattack would kill even a fighter with a sixth sense.

In this situation, it was truly remarkable that someone managed to bring him out and even provide him with medical treatment.

Just as he was thinking, a clear female voice came from outside.

"You're finally awake! That's wonderful!"

Immediately afterwards, Regulus saw a girl wearing a flower wreath walk in, carrying a lot of herbs in her arms.

However, the girl was clearly very happy to see Regulus awake, her eyebrows beaming with joy.

"Did you save me?" Regulus asked instinctively.

"Who else could it be but me? There's no one else around here!" the girl replied proudly.

"Thank you! Thank you so much!" Regulus hurriedly struggled to get up to express his gratitude.

However, with this movement, the wounds on his body that had not yet healed tore open again, causing him to grimace in pain, and a large amount of blood seeped out, further staining the bandages red.

The girl quickly stepped forward to help him up and advised, "You're badly injured, you shouldn't get up!"

"If I make your injuries worse, I'm doomed!"

"what?"

Upon hearing these words, Regulus was immediately taken aback.

After helping him back to the wall, the girl stood still and said, "Let me introduce myself. I am Alcetis, the next prophetic witch of the Temple of Delphi!"

"The prophetic witches of Delphi?"

Regulus was taken aback and said earnestly, "It's a pleasure to meet you. I am..."

Before he could finish speaking, Alcestis waved his hand and said, "You don't need to introduce yourself. I know who you are, the young Leo Gold Saint!"

"Otherwise, I wouldn't have gone to so much trouble to rescue you!"

"You saved me on purpose? Or was it just a chance encounter?" Regulus was surprised again.

"Ok!"

Alcitus nodded and said seriously, "I foresaw a glimpse of the future. Two days from now, I will face a huge life-or-death crisis."

"So, I specifically sought you out and rescued you."

"I need your help to get through the crisis in two days!"

"This……"

Faced with this sudden trouble, Regulus was immediately at his wit's end.

In fact, he is not averse to helping others, but he has more important things to deal with right now.

That was the Sahara battlefield.

Seeing through his thoughts at a glance, Alcibiades spoke again: "If you are worried about the situation on the battlefield in the Sahara, then I think you can rest assured!"

"The war over there is over, and the Holy Land has achieved final victory!"

"If you don't believe me, you can try contacting the Holy Land directly!"

"We won?"

Upon hearing this joyous news, Regulus was utterly astonished.

Although he was also looking forward to this result, given the circumstances at the time, their chances of winning were extremely slim.

Immediately, he used his mental power to send a message to the Holy Realm.

"Regulus? How are you?" Aries Shion was the first to respond to the message.

"Thank you for your concern, I'm safe here for now!"

Regulus replied, then quickly asked, "Is our war with the Goddess of Strife over, Shion-senpai?"

“Yes, it’s over!” Shion replied somberly.

"That's good! That's good!"

Regulus breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Senior Shion, I met the prophetic witch from the Temple of Delphi. She told me that she needs my help, so I may be delayed for some time before I can return to the Sanctuary."