Becoming a Saint Seiya since the Age of Mythology

He sensed the impending death.

"This is impossible!"

"How could I possibly die at the hands of such a weakling like you!"

"This is impossible!"

He roared in anger, feeling extremely resentful and frustrated.

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he abruptly stopped struggling, looked at Wuxin amidst the raging flames, and said fiercely, "Even if I die, you will be buried with me!"

Having said that, he ignited his inner universe, concentrated his remaining power, and launched a final attack on Wuxin.

"Judgment"

He raised his hands, and a vast amount of cosmic power was sent into the sky.

With his final blow exhausting his power, Chris was completely powerless to resist and was burned to ashes by the Ghostly Flame.

At the same time, a purple cloud suddenly materialized above Wuxin's head.

Immediately afterwards, a series of booming sounds came from the clouds, and arcs of electricity flashed and jumped continuously within the clouds.

Wu Xin could clearly sense that a huge amount of energy was gathering in the clouds.

He knew even more clearly that his opponent's desperate attack had firmly locked onto his aura, leaving him with no possibility of evasion.

Ice Shield

He dared not delay, and immediately raised his right hand, ignited his inner power, created freezing air, and set up a thick ice wall in front of him.

He no longer had enough strength to unleash Soul Burial Break, and could only hope to create an ice shield to withstand the upcoming attacks.

Ice Shield

Ice Shield

……

After setting up one layer of defensive ice wall, he was still not at ease, so he continued to set up ice walls using freezing air, setting up four layers in one go.

Just as he was preparing to set up the fifth layer, the power within the clouds had reached its peak.

Click!

A loud bang was heard, followed by a flash of purple light, and a bolt of purplish-black lightning struck down from the clouds, like a sharp spear thrown out.

Before Wu Xin could react, the purplish-black lightning had already struck his outermost ice wall.

click!

The first layer of ice wall shattered instantly, barely managing to stop it in the slightest.

chap!

The second layer of ice shattered again, only slightly slowing down the lightning.

Subsequently, the third and fourth layers of ice walls shattered one after another, failing to block the purplish-black lightning, only slightly reducing its power.

Boom!

Wu Xin had no way to avoid it and was directly hit by the unstoppable purple-black lightning. The water of the Styx River beneath his feet also boiled and evaporated by the terrifying lightning strike, revealing the dark riverbed underneath.

But the waters of the River Styx are inexhaustible, and soon they surged back from upstream, filling the gap that had just been filled.

After taking this fatal blow, Wu Xin felt that his body had almost lost all sensation and he could no longer feel any pain.

He instinctively looked down and saw that his Saint Cloth breastplate had been ripped open, and a fist-sized blood hole had appeared on his right chest.

No blood flowed from it, because the high temperature from the lightning strike had scorched his wound.

"Is this the power of the Seventh Sense? The difference between it and the Sixth Sense is truly enormous!" He couldn't help but let out a wry smile.

After struggling to channel the limited amount of holy water into his wounds, he could no longer hold on and fainted.

At the same moment that Chris was incinerated by the Ghostly Flame, a giant eye opened on a massive mountain in the depths of darkness.

Its gaze seemed to pierce through the endless darkness, seeing the rushing River Styx and Wuxin lying under the purple lightning.

At the same time, it also noticed that Wuxin had not truly died, but had left behind a glimmer of hope.

Chapter 105 Secret Deal

"Anyone who trespasses on Tartarus shall die!"

The massive mountain let out a cold snort, and then a vast cosmic power gathered in its enormous pupil, eventually transforming into a purple beam of light that shot out.

In the blink of an eye, the beam of light traversed the endless darkness and arrived at the banks of the River Styx, locking onto Wuxin in the river and crashing down with a terrifying aura that seemed capable of destroying everything.

At that very moment, the powerful sense of oppression stimulated the mark on Wu Xin's body, drawing the attention of the woman in black gauze in the Rain Garden of the Second Prison.

"Damn it, where did that kid go?!"

She frowned, but still focused her inner strength on her fingertips and pointed forward.

At that moment, that slender white finger seemed to traverse endless time and space, arriving before Wuxin and precisely striking the descending purple beam of light.

"Huh?"

Faced with the sudden appearance of the interceptor, the giant eye in the depths of darkness was momentarily stunned.

Then, to its astonishment, a flower bud sprouted from the tip of its fair fingertip, and then frantically absorbed the power of that beam of light like a whale sucking in water.

As the power of the beam of light was absorbed, the flower buds quickly bloomed.

Once the bud fully bloomed, a small white flower appeared, and the power of the purple beam was completely absorbed, leaving only the trail in the air that had been blasted apart by the beam, which had not healed for a long time.

"This is not a place for you, madam!"

With a cold voice, the surrounding darkness rapidly coalesced, transforming into a tall figure appearing on the riverbank, coldly staring at the pale finger and the small white flower at its tip.

"Rest assured, I have no intention of interfering in Tartarus's affairs. I'm just here to take this poor little fellow away!" The woman in black veiled gaze pierced through endless hell and landed on the figure.

"This is against the rules!" the figure said in a low voice, the sound waves of which caused the waters of the River Styx to churn violently.

The woman in black veil stood up and said defiantly, "Rules are made for the weak, and that doesn't include us!"

As a half-master of this underworld, she has the right to set the rules!

Upon hearing this, the figure fell silent.

After a long while, it continued, "He also killed one of my subordinates, and he must pay the price for it!"

The woman in black chuckled and waved her hand, saying, "A subordinate who can be killed by a little guy with the sixth sense is enough to show just how incompetent He is!"

"A subordinate like that isn't worth your concern!"

"I will grant you the right to choose the souls of two powerful warriors from the Frozen Hell as compensation!"

"That should be enough to make up for your losses, Cortos!"

The Frozen Hell is a place that imprisons the souls of powerful warriors and heroes who rebelled against the gods, like the Saints of all ages, whose souls are imprisoned there to suffer the eternal punishment of being frozen in the bitter cold.

Therefore, there are no weak souls imprisoned in the icy hell.

Upon hearing these words, the figure known as Kotos immediately nodded.

"Fine, but I want the souls of four powerful warriors!"

"no problem!"

The woman in the black veil had no intention of haggling and immediately agreed.

For her, there were plenty of souls in the Frozen Hell; four, or even forty, wouldn't be a problem.

The woman in black veil then continued, "In a while, I will send someone to deliver the soul you requested!"

"Can!"

Cortos nodded again, and his entire figure dissipated, turning into wisps of dark energy that vanished on the riverbank.

In the depths of darkness, the giant eye that had opened on the massive mountain closed again, returning to its former tranquility.

Only then was the woman in black able to refocus her attention on Wuxin.

"This kid is really something, how did he end up here!" she complained, and gently raised her hand to open a dimensional portal in front of her, then used her telekinesis to create a large hand to grab Wuxin and drag him back to the Second Prison.

But at that moment, Wuxin felt a resistance that prevented her from pulling him out of the River Styx.

"This is……"

Upon closer inspection, she noticed the invisible divine chains that ran deep into Wu Xin's flesh and blood.

After examining the pale blue flames burning on Wuxin's body again, she immediately understood the general idea.

"This kid is really bold, daring to refine the power of the Styx River for his own use!"

She shook her head and used her mental power again to lift Wuxin's body up, straightening the invisible divine chains that were linked to Wuxin.

"Considering you've served me, consider this a reward!" the woman in black murmured to herself, gently pointing forward with one finger.

In an instant, the fair fingers once again traversed countless dimensions and landed on one of the divine chains.

Immediately afterward, the divine chain seemed to tremble, and then a cluster of tender shoots sprouted from the spot where the finger had touched.

The sprout seemed to devour the power of the divine chains, taking root and growing rapidly. The sprout transformed into vines that quickly spread along the divine chains, completely enveloping Wuxin, and then further spreading to other divine chains.

Soon, tender flower buds sprouted on all the vines.

In contrast to the rapid growth of the vines, the divine chains linking Wu Xin to his body were gradually weakening and becoming increasingly illusory.

As the flower buds on the vines slowly bloomed, revealing small white flowers, the divine chains vanished completely, leaving only vines wrapped around Wuxin's body.

"It's done!"

The woman in black nodded, then used her telekinetic power to drag Wu Xin into the dimensional portal, thus ending their stay in this dark place.

It is unknown how much time has passed, but Wu Xin's dormant consciousness finally began to awaken.

Before he even opened his eyes, he smelled a refreshing fragrance.

"The scent of flowers? Where am I?"

He sat up groggily, but quickly realized something was wrong; he could no longer feel the corrosive pain of the River Styx.

He quickly rubbed his eyes and found himself sitting in a flowerbed.