Becoming a Saint Seiya since the Age of Mythology

"Solidified Corpse Qi - Demon Flame Spear"

He spread out his right hand, and as pale flames rose, another flaming spear materialized.

Then, he locked onto Rhadamanthus's other eye and charged forward.

"You despicable bastard, how dare you come here!"

Enraged, Rhadamanthys noticed Wuxin's approach and immediately launched a counterattack despite the excruciating pain.

"Pterosaur Flying Dash"

The dragon slammed its hind legs into the ground and shot towards Wuxin like a cannonball.

Seeing how fierce his opponent was, Wuxin had no choice but to temporarily avoid the ferocity of his opponent.

In a head-on collision, he was still slightly inferior to Radamanthys.

boom!

With a deafening roar, the ruins of the Demon Palace not far away were smashed to pieces, and endless rubble shot out in all directions.

"Ice Spear White Lotus"

Wu Xin did not let this opportunity pass, and once again condensed endless ice spears, which he hurled directly at the top of the evil dragon's head.

However, this time the situation is different from before.

As soon as Wu Xin's ice spear fell, it was scorched by the ghostly flames on the dragon's body. Before it could even pierce the dragon's body, it was already burned to ashes in mid-air by the special ghostly flames.

"This……"

Wu Xin was stunned for a moment.

He never imagined that the ghostly flames he left on his opponent would become an obstacle to his attacks, or a layer of protection for his opponent.

For a moment, he didn't know how to handle the situation.

Radamanthys, relying on his powerful physique, could not be incinerated in a short time. On the contrary, his own attacks were burned to ashes by his own ghostly flames, and had no effect whatsoever.

"Hahaha--"

"You brought this on yourself!"

Upon noticing this as well, Radhamantis burst into wild laughter.

"Your flames have become my protective layer!"

"On the contrary, can you withstand the scorching heat of such flames?"

The frustration from his previous setback vanished instantly, and Rhadamanthys excitedly lunged at Wuxin once more.

Chapter 491 The Tenacious Pegasus

Faced with the evil dragon shrouded in ghostly flames, Wu Xin had no intention of making contact and immediately retreated to avoid it.

As the source of the Ghostly Azure Flame, he certainly has a way to control the flames and avoid being burned by them, but that would require a lot of effort.

This is very disadvantageous for him in his battle against Rhadamanthus.

He could extinguish the flames on Rhadamanthus's body to make it easier for him to fight, but that wouldn't work either.

He also hoped to use this inextinguishable fire to gradually burn Rhadamanthus to ashes.

For a moment, Wuxin was suppressed by the fiery dragon's offensive and could only keep dodging.

Inside the Uranus Demon Palace, Pegasus is clashing with Night Owl Partita.

Compared to other battlefields, the situation here is completely one-sided.

Pegasus was brutally beaten by Night Owl Partita from beginning to end, with almost no chance to fight back.

With another powerful punch, Pegasus was sent flying, crashing through three stone pillars. Partita shook her head and said, "If this is your strength, then I think you can give up now, Pegasus!"

"Your strength is too weak to be of any help to Athena!"

"Your existence only adds unnecessary burden to everyone!"

Hearing these words and after being repeatedly brutally beaten, Pegasus was now in a state of confusion.

"I'm so useless!"

He became depressed and completely lost his indomitable perseverance.

When a person consciously begins to give up, no matter how much strength they still have, they cannot exert it.

Pegasus felt as if all his strength had been drained, his limbs were limp and he could no longer support his body.

He lay on his back in the ruins, his eyes vacantly staring at the dark dome of the Demon Palace, which seemed to contain an invisible black hole that swallowed all his attention.

"Has even their fighting spirit been completely extinguished?" Partita didn't make another move, but just looked at the boy on the ground with a slight surprise.

After a moment of contemplation, she finally spoke, "Since you've chosen to give up, then I'll grant your wish!"

"Perfect! Once I've taken you down, I can free up my resources to support the other Demon Palaces and wipe out all the Saints who entered the Demon Palace this time!"

"In this way, Athena will have no more reinforcements!"

"Then, we can provide assistance to Lord Hades and increase our chances of winning this holy war!"

As she spoke, she clenched her fist, and a purplish-black light shone forth.

At this moment, Sasha, who was still on the steps, and Aaron, the King of the Underworld, in Hades City, both stopped at the same time.

"Pegasus, are you giving up already?"

"Have you forgotten our agreement with Aaron?"

"Don't you want to save Aaron and this world anymore?" Sasha asked earnestly in a message.

"I...of course I want to...Sasha..."

Pegasus quickly replied weakly, "But I'm really too weak!"

"I'm no match for Night Owl Partita!"

"Maybe she's right, I am just a burden!"

"My existence is completely meaningless!"

"The so-called legend of Pegasus and Hades is ultimately just wishful thinking on everyone's part!"

"I am not the Pegasus of the mythical era!"

"I'm sorry, I've let everyone down!"

Sasha encouraged him again, "Don't give up, Pegasus!"

"If you give up, Night Owl Partita will be free to target the other Saints of the Demon Palace!"

"Without you, everyone is in danger!"

"You must believe in yourself, Pegasus!"

"You can do it! You can do it!"

Encouraged by Sasha, Pegasus regained some confidence, and his fighting spirit, which had just been extinguished, was rekindled.

At that moment, he suddenly felt a blur before his eyes, as if he could see the situation far away in Hades City.

A black-haired boy is holding a paintbrush and quickly painting on a wall.

One angel after another was painted, so lifelike that they seemed to be sealed alive within the walls.

"Aaron?"

Pegasus paused for a moment, but still recognized his former friend.

"Aaron! Aaron!"

He called out loudly, but it was as if they were in completely different dimensions, and his voice could not be heard.

Just then, Pegasus suddenly noticed that as Aaron continued to paint on the wall, one after another, phantom souls rose up from below and disappeared into the paintings on the wall, as if they had devoured them.

"That's 'Paradise Lost'?" Pegasus exclaimed in surprise.

I had heard before that Aaron was painting a picture that could destroy the world, and now I've finally seen it with my own eyes.

His will was not strong enough before, but now he has another reason to convince himself to keep going.

"I must stop him!"

"We must absolutely destroy that 'Paradise Lost' and save the souls that Aaron has taken away!"

At this moment, Pegasus's fighting spirit soared, and his previous confusion vanished.

He stopped thinking about whether he was a match for Night Owl; all he wanted to do now was fight with all his might.

He wants to defeat the Night Owl, he wants to enter Hades City, he wants to destroy the 'Lost Paradise', he wants to save all the souls, and he wants to save Aaron!

As his mindset shifted, Pegasus completely ignored the pain in his body and shakily stood up from the ground.

"Oh? You can actually stand up again?"

"It seems I underestimated you!"

Night Owl Partita didn't rush to make a move; instead, a meaningful smile appeared on her face.

“Come on, let me see just how much determination and perseverance you have to defeat me now that you’ve stood up again!” Partita beckoned with her finger.

You'll see!

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Pegasus, his fighting spirit soaring, once again ignited his cosmos and concentrated it in his fist.

Compared to before, he is now more determined, his mental strength is stronger, and his ability to mobilize the power of his inner universe is also stronger, and the aura emanating from his body has obviously increased.

Pegasus Meteor Fist

He swung his fist with all his might, and beams of fist energy shot out, instantly transforming into a silver meteor shower that bombarded Night Owl like a tidal wave.

Partita punched repeatedly to defend, shattering each falling silver meteor with remarkable precision.

However, due to the sheer number of meteors, she was unable to stop them all, and some of them still struck her.

Boom!

With a series of booming sounds, she was blasted backward, leaving two visible scratches on the hard ground.