Becoming a Saint Seiya since the Age of Mythology

"You all go back immediately, I'll stay and deal with these Saint Seiya warriors!"

Athena has been successfully ambushed, and the fruits of this holy war are about to be reaped. The other gods will likely find out soon.

They can't waste too much time here; they must get back as soon as possible.

"No!"

Demos, the god of fear, shook his head and said angrily, "Leave these Saints to me!"

"You should go back and help with Mother Goddess's affairs!"

Having said that, he tore through the void and teleported the Demon-Suppressing Prayer Beads in his hand to the God of Terror.

Regulus's eyes lit up when he saw it, and he immediately tried to snatch it, but the God of Terror gave him no chance at all, directly knocking him away with a heavy blow, and then calmly put the rosary away.

"In that case, I'll leave this place to you!"

Phoebus, the god of terror, gave his brother a deep look, and then followed Hephaestus, the god of craftsmanship, to break through the void and disappear from the battlefield, leaving Wuxin and the others no chance to intercept him.

"Lady Athena—"

Seeing Athena being kidnapped, Wuxin and the others were too late to stop her and could only let out a roar of resentment.

Instead of worrying about Athena, you should think about yourselves first!

Demos, the god of fear, sneered and said, "Although Pegasus is dead, I will take back the humiliation he just inflicted on me from you tenfold!"

For a god to be so humiliated by Pegasus is an utter disgrace.

Unfortunately, Pegasus was dead, so he could only vent his resentment on the other Saints.

"You think you're some insignificant god? You're delusional!" Regulus launched an attack in anger.

Just as their opponents vented their anger on them, those who failed to protect Athena could only vent their resentment and anger on this goddess of fear.

"Lightning Speed ​​Fist"

Regulus's golden fist energy, as fast as lightning, quickly converged and transformed into a massive golden lightning ball that shot towards the God of Terror.

"The Spear of Fear"

The body of fear was not afraid; instead, it manifested a dark red spear and threw it out.

boom!

The golden ball of lightning was shattered instantly, and endless golden lightning exploded in all directions, like wildly dancing golden snakes, yet it could not touch the god of fear in the slightest.

However, after blasting the golden lightning ball, the dark red spear did not disappear completely. Instead, it continued to shoot towards Regulus with a phantom afterimage.

"Accumulated Corpse Qi - Soul Burial Break"

Wu Xin charged forward again, meeting him with a pale fist.

The dark red spear, now just a fleeting afterimage, was instantly eroded and used by Wu Xin. Combined with his own cosmic power and physical strength, it transformed into a massive pale tornado that swirled back.

"That trick again!!"

Demos, the god of fear, was both shocked and furious when he saw this.

Besides suffering a significant loss at the hands of Pegasus, he also just suffered a minor loss at the hands of Crater.

Therefore, apart from Pegasus, Crater Goshin was the one he resented the most among all the Saints present.

He hurriedly set up his defenses to block, but was still blasted back several steps by Wu Xin's attack, shattering several layers of elemental barriers.

However, since the power of that spear strike had been greatly depleted and the power that had been countered and utilized had also been weakened, the God of Fear did not have to exert much effort to block it this time.

"That damned guy!"

"I will torment you in boundless fear, and then slowly perish!" Having regained his footing, Demos roared angrily at Wuxin.

Although he wasn't seriously injured, the humiliation of being suppressed by mortals was something he could never forget.

"The Heart of Fear"

The enraged god of fear launched a counterattack, and an extremely powerful cosmic force condensed above his head, manifesting as a black heart.

The black heart contracted and expanded, continuously releasing thunderous sounds and radiating black shockwaves.

"Go back!"

Instinctively sensing that the opponent's move was somewhat strange, Wu Xin quickly reminded Regulus and then retreated rapidly.

The two figures flashed, instantly creating distance between themselves and the enemy, and avoiding the spreading black ripples.

However, as the distance increased, the constant beating of their hearts, which reached their ears, not only did not weaken, but strangely became even clearer.

Before they could figure out why, suddenly everything went black, as if they had fallen into an endless darkness.

"This is?"

Wu Xin scanned his surroundings but found that he could no longer see Regulus and the others; he was the only one left nearby.

And not far away, there was a constantly beating black heart.

"An illusion? Or something else?" Wu Xin immediately made a guess.

Before he could verify further, endless darkness rapidly gathered around the black heart not far away, transforming into figures that seemed somewhat familiar to him.

Several of the evil spirit warriors he killed in Tehran, as well as the blasphemers he killed at the Temple of the Moon, and almost every enemy he had ever defeated appeared here.

"Die with us, you damned Great Lord!"

The mortal enemies immediately locked onto Wuxin and then swarmed at him.

"court death!"

Wu Xin snorted coldly and then rushed forward.

Facing an opponent he had already defeated once, he naturally had no reason to be afraid.

"Accumulated Corpse Qi - Ghostly Azure Flame"

After sending several people rushing to the front flying with a punch, Wu Xin threw out a ball of pale white flame.

The flames fell into the crowd, instantly igniting them as if they had fallen into a pot of boiling oil.

"Ahhh-"

The mortal enemies, now ablaze, let out agonizing screams before turning into wisps of blue smoke amidst the pale flames.

"That's it?"

Wuxin was somewhat surprised to see this.

Logically speaking, a god's deadly move should not be so easily blocked by oneself.

As he was pondering, the boundless darkness gathered again around the black heart not far away, and once again materialized the group of mortal enemies who had just been incinerated by Wu Xin.

"Resurrection? An infinite loop?"

Wu Xin immediately understood the danger of the God of Fear's move.

Faced with a constant stream of mortal enemies, even someone with his golden body would be worn down bit by bit.

"In that case, let's just destroy that heart!"

Wu Xin made a decision immediately and then sped off.

"There's no need for futile struggles. You might as well die with us, Great Lord!"

The resurrected horde of enemies grinned and surrounded Wuxin once again.

Chapter 536 The Cycle of Fear

With a single punch, Wu Xin sent those who rushed forward flying backward, and knocked down another group, blocking the siege of many mortal enemies.

However, among these resurrected mortal enemies, there is a troublesome one like Rhadamanthus.

Wu Xin dared not get entangled with him, so he used the crowd to block the other party's position, kept a distance, and accelerated towards the black heart behind him.

"Go away!"

Rhadamanthus was not someone who could be easily fooled. He directly sent everyone blocking his way flying and accelerated to catch up with Wuxin.

Left with no other choice, Wu Xin had to parry the attacks while struggling to get closer to the black heart.

However, as the battle continued, he gradually discovered the truth of the matter.

This is not the real world, but a special alternate dimension where he is trapped in a state of consciousness and spirit.

The Rhadamanthus and others who fought him were not the original beings he had killed, nor even remnants of their souls; they were merely special imitations.

Through simulation or other special means, they materialized the appearance of his former mortal enemies and imitated their powers to fight him.

If Wu Xin hadn't specialized in the power of the soul and been extremely sensitive to it, discovering that the core fluctuations of each of them were very similar, he wouldn't have noticed these anomalies at all, and would have genuinely believed that his former mortal enemy had been resurrected.

"But what's the point of Demos doing this?" Wuxin pondered as he threw another ball of pale fire ahead.

"Accumulated Corpse Qi - Ghostly Azure Flame"

Pale flames spread once more among the crowd, quickly incinerating the resurrected enemies again.

Besides the fact that the identities of those resurrected mortal enemies were fake, Wuxin also discovered something else.

The power that shapes those mortal enemies is quite peculiar, very similar to the power of the soul, yet with an added peculiar element.

That's why those disguised mortal enemies initially fooled Wuxin.

After everyone had been cremated, Wuxin took a deep breath and savored the lingering scent in the air.

"It seems...it seems to give people a sense of fear?" After pondering it carefully, Wu Xin was somewhat taken aback.

He couldn't understand how such power could defeat him.

Furthermore, due to the unique environment here, the cloned mortal enemies are merely similar spirits and do not possess real physical bodies.

This also means that the 'Ghostly Azure Flame' he controls completely counters these guys, and no matter how many times they resurrect, it's meaningless and they can hardly pose any threat to him.

Having grasped this point, Wu Xin's progress immediately surged. Using the Ghost Azure Flame to clear the way, he easily arrived in front of the enormous black heart.

"Solidified Corpse Qi - Demon Flame Spear"

Wu Xin opened his right hand, and pale flames quickly gathered, eventually condensing into a pale white flaming spear.

Then, he carefully took a step back, and then suddenly exerted his strength, throwing the spear at the black heart.