Becoming a Saint Seiya since the Age of Mythology

"If it were just a few of us old folks facing off against the Four Gods of Dreams, I'm afraid we would be in real danger!"

The Illusionist and the Dreamer were alright; based on his estimation, their strength was roughly equivalent to that of an ordinary Gold Saint, and he could barely handle them on his own.

But the other costumed characters and the head of the Dream Gods gave him a very dangerous feeling.

That was an enemy beyond the Seventh Sense, one that no ordinary Gold Saint could handle.

If he were to face the Four Gods, he would surely die.

It is already quite remarkable that Asmita was able to fight the four gods to a standstill.

Sagittarius Sisyphus stepped forward and said earnestly, "I once secretly carried out a mission to investigate the Four Dream Gods, and I know better than you how terrifying they are."

"I propose that we take this opportunity to completely seal or annihilate the Four Gods of Dreams!"

As subordinate gods of Hypnos, the god of sleep, the Four Dream Gods possess extraordinary strength, especially adept at assassinating others through dreams.

If they are allowed to recover, the Holy Land will be in danger, as most of them will be unable to withstand the attack of the Four Dream Gods.

Pope Sage immediately nodded in agreement, saying, "Lord Sasha, Sisyphus is right. We should indeed seize this opportunity to completely seal or annihilate the Four Gods of Dreams!"

Although Asmita severely injured the four gods, he was not able to kill them.

They will recover soon.

It would be a real shame if we couldn't seize this opportunity to defeat the Four Gods.

Sasha thought for a moment and said seriously, "The opportunity is indeed rare, but the Four Gods of Dreams have just suffered heavy damage, and I'm afraid they won't easily show themselves again in the short term."

"And if I'm not mistaken, they should be hiding in the dream world to recover from their injuries right now."

"If they hold their ground and don't come out, there's nothing we can do!"

The Dream World is a very unique alternate dimension, a special dimensional space that blends fantasy and reality.

Apart from those deities who possess divine authority related to dreams, no one else can sense its existence, let alone enter it.

"Lord Sasha, is it possible that besides the gods who possess the divine authority over dreams, there is no one else who can open the dream realm?" Leo Regulus asked anxiously.

"There really aren't any left!"

Sasha shook her head and said seriously, "You should know that even Zeus, the king of the gods, was once trapped in the dream world and could not get out."

"Later, if it weren't for Her Majesty Nyx, the Goddess of Night, speaking up, the God-King would have been trapped in the Dream Realm for who knows how long!"

"If even a god-king is like this, what about mortals!"

At this point, she couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

"How infuriating! We have such a great opportunity right in front of us, but we are completely helpless!" Scorpio Cardia couldn't help but complain.

Just then, Sasha's eyes lit up when she saw a small bird resting on one leg on the windowsill not far away. She exclaimed with delight, "Humans can't open the dream world, but that doesn't mean that things other than humans can't!"

"What is that?" All the gold-plated figures looked on in astonishment.

“The sleepless dragon Korkis!” Sasha scanned the crowd and uttered a name with great seriousness.

"The sleepless dragon Korchis?"

The group of gold-digging men were completely bewildered, having no recollection of this at all.

In the end, it was Pope Sage, who had more experience, who seemed to have thought of something and tentatively asked, "Is what Lord Sasha is talking about the legendary dragon that guards the Golden Fleece?"

"That's it!"

Sasha smiled and nodded, patiently explaining, "I believe you all know that every living being needs rest to relieve physical fatigue in order to ensure the energy required for subsequent activities."

"Sleep comes from this."

"At the same time, sleep is also the beginning of dreaming, allowing the gods of the dream world to invade our dreams."

"At that moment, our dreams will be connected with the dream world."

"In a sense, entering a dream is the key to entering the dream world."

"But what does this have to do with the sleepless dragon?" the little lion Regulus asked curiously.

Sasha continued to explain, "Sleep and dreaming are processes that every living being must go through, but this is not the case for sleepless dragons."

"Because of its unique ability to stay awake, it will never fall asleep on its own, and naturally it will never dream."

"You should know that the dream world itself is born from the combination of the dreams and fantasies of all life and other dimensions. It will instinctively absorb the dreams of any life to enrich and strengthen itself."

"Especially the more powerful the life form, the more powerful the dream it can generate, and the more it can attract the dream world itself."

“Powerful anomalies like the sleepless dragon Colchis naturally become objects of covetousness in the Dream Realm.”

"I understand!"

Upon hearing this, the little lion Regulus cried out in surprise, "Is Lord Sasha trying to tell us that once an anomaly like the sleepless dragon Colchis falls into a deep sleep, it will inevitably summon the Dream Realm!"

"That's right, that's exactly it!"

Sasha smiled and nodded, then looked at everyone and said, "When the Dream Realm descends and collides with the mortal world, it will naturally open a rift into the Dream Realm. We can take this opportunity to enter the Dream Realm and defeat the Four Gods of Dreams in one fell swoop!"

"Your next task is to find that sleepless demonic dragon as soon as possible."

"Let it slumber in a dream, attracting the dream realm to descend, and thus enter it!"

So, everyone in the Holy Land got busy.

Chapter 101 Tempering by Water and Fire (Part 1)

"Uh--"

In the underworld, I don't know how long I had been unconscious, but I suddenly woke up with a muffled groan amidst waves of sharp pain.

He suddenly opened his eyes and found himself lying in the River Styx, being swept forward by the current.

Fortunately, he had already activated his sixth sense and entered the realm of the extraordinary. Even while unconscious, he instinctively held his breath, which prevented him from drowning in the River Styx.

Looking back at himself, he found that the giant pointer on his chest had exhausted its energy and completely dissipated. As for the wound left by the pointer, it had been completely healed under the healing of the Moon Essence Holy Water.

He had temporarily escaped the life-threatening danger posed by his chest injury, and his heart was beating vigorously in his chest cavity.

However, although the injury has healed, new problems have arisen.

Wu Xin had no idea how long he had been drifting in the River Styx; his holy armor had been mostly torn apart by the erosion of the River Styx's waters.

More importantly, as it continued to drift forward, the waters of the River Styx became increasingly murky and its corrosive power became more and more terrifying.

At this moment, he could clearly feel that the waters of the River Styx were like highly concentrated sulfuric acid, intensely corroding his body, with effects far exceeding those of the time he had jumped into the River Styx before.

If it weren't for the protection of his Saint Cloth and the constant repair from the Moon Essence Water, he would probably have melted into the River Styx by now.

Besides, countless resentful spirits are eroding his mind with the waters of the River Styx, like a herd of wild horses galloping wildly through his brain, repeatedly ravaging his reason.

However, a faint golden light enveloped his soul consciousness, protecting the root of his soul and preventing it from being completely devoured by the endless resentment of the dead.

"Sasha's blessing?"

Wu Xin quickly recognized that the gentle power was Sasha's cosmic power.

Sasha's blessing ultimately saved his life.

Without this blessing, even if he hadn't melted into the waters of the River Styx, he would have been consumed by the almost endless resentment of the dead and driven to madness.

Even now, his condition isn't much better.

The waters of the River Styx continued to erode his body, but it was only through the healing power of the holy water that it was gradually repaired, which is why it did not completely melt away.

As for his soul, it only retained a last shred of rationality under Sasha's blessing and protection. Faced with the constant erosion of the resentment of the dead, it had become extremely weak and was on the verge of collapse.

In this mental state, even if his body were intact, he would find it difficult to exert his strength. Even moving a finger would be extremely difficult, making it impossible for him to escape from the River Styx.

"These resentments must be cleared away as soon as possible!"

He immediately made a judgment, closed his eyes, and let his body continue to be carried away by the surging River Styx.

At the same time, he mustered his strength and tried his best to maintain his rationality, suppressing the roars and wails of the various resentful spirits in his mind. He silently mobilized the power of his inner universe to transform it into corpse energy, and used the death characteristics of the corpse energy to attract the resentful spirits and guide them to slowly expel them from his body.

But he soon discovered to his horror that the resentment of the dead he had guided out was less than the resentment of the dead naturally eroded by the waters of the River Styx.

He had only just expelled a little when it was immediately replenished on the other side.

In other words, his body seemed to have reached a limit, and the total amount of resentment from the dead could no longer increase. Otherwise, he would have found that even if he tried to expel the resentment from the dead, the resentment from the dead within his body would continue to increase.

"That won't do!"

"We must leave the River Styx and cut off the source of the resentment of the dead before we can completely expel them!" Wu Xin gritted his teeth, feeling utterly helpless.

The problem is that his mental state is extremely poor right now; he even finds it difficult to get up, so there's no way he can climb ashore.

"What should I do?" he asked anxiously.

If the current situation cannot be changed as soon as possible, both the corrosive effects of the River Styx and the erosion by the resentment of the dead souls in the water will lead to his utter destruction.

Just then, he suddenly felt a faint warmth coming from the palm of his right hand.

Stimulated by that faint warmth, he immediately felt his mental state relax considerably.

"That's... the spark of the Blazing Soul Flame?"

His consciousness shifted to his right hand, and Wu Xin immediately sensed a hammer-shaped mark faintly glowing in his palm.

"Huh?"

At the same time, he also noticed that his right hand was far less corroded by the Styx water than his left hand, or even any other part of his body.

"Can divine fire withstand the corrosive effects of the River Styx and the erosion of the resentment of the dead?" Wu Xin immediately guessed.

"Give it a try!"

He made a decision immediately and channeled his inner power into the mark on his right hand.

In an instant, as the power of the microcosm was injected, the faintly glowing mark suddenly became exceptionally bright, and even in the turbid River Styx, its dazzling light could not be concealed.

Immediately afterwards, a pale blue flame rose from the mark, completely enveloping Wuxin's right hand.

At this moment, Wuxin clearly felt that the corrosion of his right hand by the Styx water had lessened considerably.

"Indeed, this divine fire can help me resist the waters of the Styx!" He was overjoyed.

Not only did it erode his physical body, but the Blazing Heart Flame also released a faint warm current, which made his tormented and nearly exhausted mind feel much better.

He saw hope for survival.