Becoming a Saint Seiya since the Age of Mythology

"You guessed right!"

Sasha glanced at him in surprise and continued, "What that person asked you to do was indeed extraordinary, so even if I visited her in person, I still couldn't change her mind."

"If that's the case, then I have no choice but to act according to that person's arrangements!" Wu Xin sighed deeply.

Sasha felt a pang of heartache and said with pity, "I know this kind of mandatory requirement is very unfair to you, but I have no choice."

"To make up for your loss, I've obtained a promise from that person on your behalf."

"If you die in this mission, you can be reincarnated and chosen to live in a good family, without having to suffer punishment in the Frozen Hell!"

"Thank you for your kindness, sir!" Wuxin quickly expressed his gratitude.

Although this promise doesn't mean much to him right now, it's better than nothing.

"This is not my mercy, Lord Giant! It is my incompetence!"

Sasha's tone became much heavier, and her eyes reddened as she said, "It's my incompetence that has put you in such a dangerous situation!"

"If I were strong enough, perhaps you wouldn't have to stay here risking your life for some random mission!"

"If I were strong enough, perhaps Mr. Tong Hu wouldn't have had to sacrifice himself!"

At this point, tears welled up in the girl's eyes and rolled down her cheeks.

At the same time, Wuxin also fell silent.

The death of Dohko will inevitably be a tragedy for the Sanctuary.

But he knew that as long as the holy war was not over, such sacrifices would not stop.

Tong Hu was just the beginning.

Furthermore, a second heavyweight victim is already on his way.

But he was powerless to stop it, as was Sasha, who was the reincarnation of the goddess Athena.

The girl wiped away her equally illusory tears, and then solemnly said to Wuxin, "I'm sorry, I'm too weak, I can't help you with anything!"

All I can do is offer you a blessing!

As she spoke, she took Wuxin's right hand.

"Bless you, my Saint Seiya! May you be safe and sound, and may you return victorious!"

The girl prayed softly, radiating a bright light that gathered in the right hand of the enlightened one, eventually transforming into a spear and a golden shield-shaped mark, which crossed together.

Wu Xin immediately understood that these were the two divine artifacts that accompanied Athena, and also symbols of Athena's identity.

However, after the blessing was bestowed upon him, Sasha's soul became extremely ethereal, and countless faint particles of light drifted down from Sasha's body, making his already ethereal body even weaker.

"Lord Sasha, what's wrong with you?" Wuxin asked anxiously.

“Don’t worry! I’ve just exhausted my power and can no longer stay in the Underworld!” Sasha replied, her face pale, and gave a relaxed smile.

Although she appeared relaxed, Wu Xin could tell that the girl's smile was somewhat forced.

It seems the opponent has suffered a significant loss this time.

"From now on, you'll have to rely on yourself, Great Lord!" Sasha said with a smile.

"Yes, I understand, Lord Sasha!"

This time, Wuxin's address of "Master" was utterly sincere.

He truly felt her care and gentleness; she was a qualified leader, not just a pretty face.

At this moment, he also felt a genuine sense of loyalty to the goddess, rather than the inescapable responsibility he had felt before.

"Then, I'll be waiting for your safe return in the Holy Land!"

Sasha waved her hand, and her illusory figure completely vanished as particles of light.

"Goodbye, Lord Sasha, I will definitely come back!" Seeing that the faint light particles had completely disappeared, Wuxin turned and left, heading to the deeper parts of Hell.

On the other hand, after successfully returning to Jamir with Pegasus, Asmita calmly awaited the casting of the rosary and took the opportunity to dispel the illusion he had created for Pegasus, clearing up any misunderstandings between them.

"As expected of the legendary Pegasus, his strength has improved too quickly!" Ye was astonished while sparring with Pegasus.

According to Asmita, before obtaining the fruit of the Mulanzi, Pegasus's strength was only at the Silver level. However, after Asmita used illusion magic to stimulate his potential, Pegasus was like a surge of adrenaline, directly reaching the mid-Silver level, approximately 400,000 times the speed of sound.

Such strength is almost on par with hers; she's practically a monster.

After nearly a hundred rounds of close-quarters combat using martial arts techniques, Ye stopped, panting heavily.

"Forget it, let's stop here! That's enough for now!"

Pegasus's strength is comparable to hers, only slightly inferior in combat experience. Unless she uses her ultimate move, it would be difficult to determine a winner even after a hundred rounds.

"Is that all?" Pegasus seemed a little unsatisfied.

Having made great progress in his skills and encountered such a worthy opponent, he was in the middle of a fierce battle and really didn't want it to end.

"That's fine!"

Ye waved his hand and said seriously, "The Grand Elder is currently forging prayer beads and cannot be disturbed. We must conserve our strength to deal with any trouble that may arise."

"Uh, that's true!" Pegasus scratched his head somewhat awkwardly.

At the top of the stone tower, Asmita, who was sitting cross-legged and floating, slowly descended and said unhurriedly, "The enemy has arrived. Prepare to fight!"

As they were talking, nearly ten black streaks of light shot out from a distance, transforming into a group of Specters who appeared before the three of them.

"Perfect timing!"

The heavenly horse was overjoyed and immediately charged forward.

Having not had enough of sparring with Rang Ye, he decided to test his strength against these Specters.

"Be careful, don't be too careless!"

Ye reminded him, and he joined the battle.

However, there were ten people coming, and the two of them alone could not stop them.

Four of them stayed behind to hold off the two, while the other six bypassed the battlefield and rushed towards the stone tower.

They could vaguely sense that something closely related to them was being nurtured inside the stone tower, and they were eager to rush in and find out.

Chapter 83 The Four Gods Attack

"Gentlemen, this road is blocked!"

Suddenly, a golden light appeared, blocking the path of the six Specters.

When they saw the golden light disperse, revealing Asmita dressed in golden armor, they suddenly realized what was happening.

"So it's a Gold Saint!"

Faced with the strongest fighting force in the Sanctuary, the Specters couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive, but after hesitating for a moment, they still launched an attack in unison.

"So what if you're a Gold Saint? There are six of us!"

Among the six, even the weakest among them had reached the intermediate level of Silver Saints, and three of them had reached the advanced level of Silver Saints. The six of them combined could still fight against a Gold Saint.

"Howling Moon Wolf"

"Swallowing the Aurora"

……

The six of them unleashed their ultimate moves simultaneously, and six beams of light of different colors shot toward Asmita.

"Ignorance breeds fearlessness!"

Asmita remained unmoved, only letting out a soft sigh before slowly launching a counterattack.

"The sky is ravaged by evil spirits, demons and monsters."

In an instant, as he turned his hand seals, countless ghosts and monsters flew out from behind him.

It was a ghost that he had conjured by the resentment of the dead in hell. It was not naturally formed, and its strength would increase along with the user. It was far superior to the dead commonly found in hell.

boom!

The combined attack of the six Specters was shattered by the endless monsters in an instant, and those terrifying monsters continued to pounce on the six.

"what--"

The six Specters were no match for them, and had nowhere to escape. They were overwhelmed and devoured to death by the endless stream of monsters.

However, Asmita's target was not them. He sensed that there were even more powerful enemies hidden in the shadows, silently heading towards the stone tower.

"go with!"

He controlled the monster to continue its attack into the distance.

Seeing that their path was blocked, Icarus, one of the Four Gods of Dreams, couldn't help but say, "It seems that this guy has discovered us! As expected of a Gold Saint!"

“Now that we’ve been discovered, there’s no need to hide anymore! Let’s just kill him!” the Illusionist Phantasos said contemptuously.

The other two gods acquiesced, and the four gods then revealed themselves in unison.

"Hooho-"

Countless monsters rushed in, but they couldn't touch the Four Gods at all. They vanished before the Four Gods, as if an invisible giant maw had swallowed all the monsters.

But then, those ghosts that had just disappeared reappeared out of thin air, appearing behind Asmita and attacking him directly, almost like a rebound.

"Oh? Is it a technique like spatial folding?" Asmita immediately guessed the general idea and slowly formed another hand seal.

Generally speaking, even a Gold Saint with the Seventh Sense would find it difficult to react to such a sudden counterattack, but he was an exception.

Because he has already transcended the seventh sense.

"Acala"

In an instant, golden light burst forth from Asmita's body, and a huge image of a Vidyaraja (wisp of light) condensed, enveloping the entire person within it.

Rumble!

Countless demons bombarded the King of Light, but could not budge him in the slightest. Instead, they were purified by the golden light emanating from the King of Light and completely dissipated into the air.

"You've got some skill; your soul is worthy of my collection!"

The illusionist, Phantasos, smiled and turned around, appearing behind Asmita. Taking advantage of the moment when the King of Light dissipated, he wrapped his arms around Asmita from behind.