Becoming a Saint Seiya since the Age of Mythology

Just then, a group of patrolling ghost messengers appeared ahead, led by a Specter.

"Be careful, that guy has strength approaching the high level of Silver rank. Be careful to conceal your aura!" Wu Xin cautiously reminded him.

Unlike them who deliberately concealed their aura, the leader of the Specters on the other side unrestrainedly released his cosmos aura, allowing Goshin to easily judge his opponent's strength.

"Okay, I understand, senior!" Pegasus nodded.

As the two approaching figures drew closer, the God of Longevity, Erhardt, frowned slightly.

"Hey, which hell are you two from?" he called out to them.

"We come from the Eighth Hell, and are newly recruited subordinates of Lord Balinda of the Heavenly Crying Star. We are on a mission to the Sixth Hell!" Wu Xin made up a reason on the spot.

"Newly recruited? No wonder I've never seen you before!"

Elhat nodded, then licked his lips and said, "No wonder your blood smells so fragrant!"

Hell is the realm of the dead. Even the living, if they stay there for too long, will be tainted by the aura of death and lose their vitality.

Wu Xin's brow twitched upon seeing this, because this guy had a penchant for bloodsucking.

If it weren't for his identity as a Specter, he would probably have already become the opponent's prey.

He quickly gestured, "If you have no further instructions, sir, then we'll take our leave! Lord Balendane is waiting for our reply!"

"Go, go!" Resisting the urge to suck blood, Erhardt waved his hands repeatedly to dismiss him.

"Yes!"

Wu Xin then quickly left with the celestial horse.

For some reason, the God of Longevity, Erhardt, felt that the vibrant blood energy emanating from Wuxin was exceptionally alluring, making it impossible for him to look away, and he just stared straight at the two of them.

This made Wu Xin's scalp tingle, but he dared not show it too abruptly, so he could only pretend to be nonchalant and silently walk past Tian Shou Xing.

Just as they brushed past each other, the God of Longevity, Erhardt, seemed to realize something and shouted, "No, you're not a Specter!"

"You are a real, living person! Who are you?!"

As he spoke, he lunged at Wuxin.

In this underworld hell, even newcomers will inevitably be tainted by the aura of death due to the power of the Underworld Robe, resulting in their blood and energy being somewhat weaker than that of normal living people.

However, Wu Xin was different. Although he was surrounded by a dense aura of death, his own blood energy was exceptionally vibrant and showed no signs of being tainted.

If it weren't for his innate vampire instincts and his particular sensitivity to blood energy, it would have been almost impossible for him to detect such a subtle difference.

Chapter 68 Tian Shou's Interception (Part 2)

"Oops!"

Pegasus couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, and immediately clenched his fists, ready to attack.

Unfortunately, the Heavenly Longevity Star is far stronger than Pegasus, who has just reached the Silver level.

His fist had barely clenched when the God of Longevity, Erhardt, appeared behind the two of them.

What puzzled Tianma was that, even now, he had not seen Wuxin show any intention of retaliating.

It's normal to not be able to react quickly enough with one's own strength, but Wuxin shouldn't be like this with his strength.

Just as he was confused, Wuxin suddenly turned around and threw a punch at him.

boom!

Caught off guard by the sudden attack, Tian Shouxing, who thought he had succeeded, was struck directly in the chest.

Click!

His underworld robes shattered, and he involuntarily let out a muffled groan before being sent flying.

Only then did Tianma finally realize that Wuxin had deliberately feigned weakness to create an opportunity for his sneak attack.

"Sekishiki - Netherworld Wave"

Immediately afterwards, Wu Xin gathered the power of his microcosm at his fingertips and released five streams of silver energy that swept towards Tian Shou Xing, who had been knocked away not far away.

Because he had been holding back for a while, he had already quietly accumulated some power, which is why he was able to follow up with a powerful move so quickly after his counterattack.

“Netherworld Wave? You’re from the Sanctuary?” Erhardt recognized the technique used by Wuxin.

Just as the five streams of accumulated corpse energy were about to reach him, his body disintegrated and transformed into countless tiny bats that scattered in all directions, completely avoiding the five streams of accumulated corpse energy.

However, Pegasus had also finished accumulating energy and immediately followed up with an attack, coordinating with Wuxin.

Pegasus Meteor Fist

As he threw a punch, endless fist energy shot out, transforming into a dense meteor shower that covered the swarm of bats.

Rumble!

The meteor shower continued to bombard the ground, producing deafening sounds and stirring up waves of yellowish dust.

When the dust settled, a small portion of the bat swarm had died or been injured, but the majority had escaped and regrouped not far away, revealing the figure of the God of Longevity, Elhart.

However, perhaps because he had been punched by Wuxin and had many of his bat clones killed by Pegasus, Erhardt's face was pale and his aura was much weaker.

"Damn it! So you're Pegasus!" He glared angrily at Pegasus.

No one expected that Pegasus would be disguised as a Specter.

If he hadn't inadvertently seen through Wuxin's disguise, the two of them would probably have slipped away right under his nose.

By this time, the three had completed one round of combat, and the ghost messengers finally reacted and launched an attack on Wuxin and the other two.

"I'll deal with the God of Longevity, you handle those ghost messengers!"

After making hasty arrangements, Wu Xin immediately rushed towards Tian Shouxing Erhardt.

It's fortunate that this is hell, where it's hard to see any living people. Elhart's subordinates are all undead creatures like ghost messengers, otherwise dealing with Elhart, this vampire, would be really difficult.

Because the opponent can recover from injuries and regain strength by absorbing the blood and energy of living people.

"Damn it! You think you can defeat me like this?"

Seeing Wuxin rushing towards him, Erhardt was furious. He spread his arms and stood up straight, like a giant cross.

"Crimson Cross Light"

With a roar, his entire body radiated crimson light, which combined to form a huge cross-shaped ray that shot towards Wuxin.

"I never thought I could take you down so easily! But I'm sure 'anger' won't let you defeat me!" Wu Xin sneered, abruptly changing direction just as the beam of light was about to hit him, dodging the powerful attack.

boom!

The cross-shaped beam missed its target and struck the open ground behind it, instantly creating a crater over tens of meters wide.

The flying shards of stone caused immense suffering to the ghost messengers caught in the blast, and two unlucky ghosts were even struck in vital areas by the shards, dying instantly.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Tianma intensified its offensive and wiped out a large number of enemies.

Wu Xin continued to approach Erhardt, silently accumulating the power of his cosmos in his palm.

"This guy can use clone bats; ordinary attacks are useless against him!"

"However, my Ghostly Azure Flame is just what can counter him!"

He had already made up his mind to use Ghost Azure Flame to decide the outcome.

Even if the opponent uses clones to dodge, as long as you can hit them before they create clones, you will definitely be able to defeat them.

After all, the opponent's clone is only a change in form; the soul remains the same.

Once touched by his Ghostly Azure Flame, even a trace of it, no matter how many times the opponent splits into multiple forms, they cannot escape the flames that use the soul as fuel.

Sensing the powerful energy emanating from his hand, Erhardt dared not let him get close. With a forceful tremor, two dark red bat wings immediately unfurled from his back, and with a gentle flap, he took flight.

Wu Xin hesitated for a moment, then stopped taking off to give chase.

He can't fly, and if he jumps high, he'll likely become an easy target for his opponent.

Rather than doing that, it's better to remain still and observe the situation.

After all, he still has the Soul Burial Break move, which is best used for counterattacks.

With that in mind, he began to silently gather strength in his other hand.

After all, if he wanted to use the first portion of energy he had just accumulated to unleash Soul Burial Break, then he would need to prepare an extra portion of energy to unleash Ghost Azure Flame.

At the same time, Earhart flew higher and higher, rapidly gathering his cosmic power in his hands.

He stopped when he had completely accumulated energy.

"Die! You damned Saint Seiya!"

"Scarlet Storm"

He quickly flapped his bat wings, and countless palm-sized bats immediately emerged from them, transforming into a giant tornado that swept towards Wuxin on the ground.

It was a storm of countless vampire bats. If an enemy were caught in it, he would be sucked dry by the endless blood-sucking bats and turned into a dried-up corpse.

Seeing the storm approaching, Wu Xin immediately clenched his right fist, and a pale flame inside was rapidly compressed, eventually turning into a pale light that enveloped his fist.

"You're not even qualified to kill me!"

"Accumulated Corpse Qi - Soul Burial Break"

Wu Xin met the attack with a punch, and the pale light seemed to have a special contagious quality, instantly covering the entire crimson tornado.

"What...what is this...?"

Before Erhardt in the sky could react, the tornado, shrouded in pale light, exploded with a deafening roar.

In an instant, the impact of the explosion hit him, and coupled with the backlash from his move being forcibly broken, he couldn't withstand it at all. With a scream, he was blasted away.

Wu Xin showed no mercy and immediately accelerated towards the direction where Tian Shou Xing landed. In his left palm, the power of his accumulated microcosm transformed into a pale white flame that rose up.

Chapter 69 Formulating a Plan

Sensing the rapidly approaching danger, the Celestial Lord Elhart hurriedly tried to get up and fight.

But at this moment, most of his funerary clothes had been torn to shreds, revealing a blood-splattered wound underneath. He was seriously injured and could barely move a finger.

"It's too late!"