Becoming a Saint Seiya since the Age of Mythology

The Dreamer launched a surprise attack, having already prepared to retreat if the attack failed. In contrast, he himself, having passively dodged the attack, only thought of counterattacking after dodging it, which made him a step too slow.

To launch a faster counterattack, one must detect the opponent's movements earlier, ideally confirming their location and movements the moment they appear from another dimension.

In this way, he can keep pace with his opponents in terms of time, instead of always being a step behind.

He then stopped insisting that a last-minute counterattack would defeat his opponent and instead focused on dodging, while also thinking about ways to make himself more aware of his opponent's movements.

Suddenly, the battle between Manigoldoth and the Dreamer Ikeros seemed to have reversed.

Ikeros launched a relentless attack, leaving Manigold with no chance to retaliate and only able to dodge.

Not far away, the other three Gold Saints noticed the battle and couldn't help but frown.

"What's wrong with Manigoldo? Didn't he swear from the beginning that he could easily deal with the Dreamers?" Defteros thought to himself.

Seeing that he was somewhat distracted, Oneiros casually struck him with a bolt of lightning and said, "You dare to be distracted while fighting me? You are truly extremely arrogant!"

Feeling somewhat slighted, the leader of the Dream Gods immediately intensified his attacks.

For a moment, Defteros was completely overwhelmed and could only defend himself.

Regulus the lion cub was also very anxious, but his opponent Morpheus was equally powerful, leaving him no chance to escape and help.

Left with no other choice, he could only focus on his own battle and choose to trust Manigoldo.

In contrast, the more composed Capricorn El Cid was much calmer.

“Manigold is very skilled at maneuvering, and he seems to be handling things with complete ease. Their fight is not as simple as it appears!” He saw through the deception at a glance.

It appears that Ikeros is overwhelming Manigoldo, leaving him with no chance to fight back. However, a closer look reveals that while Ikeros's attacks are fierce, they do not harm Manigoldo in the slightest.

Manigold dealt with the Dreamers' attacks almost as if he were playing with them, and the entire rhythm of the battle was completely under his control.

Realizing this, he was completely relieved and stopped paying attention.

On the edge of the battlefield, Wuxin also saw this.

He thought to himself, "My senior brother must be thinking about how to deal with the Dreamers' dimensional travel!"

"Once he comes up with a countermeasure, their battle situation will inevitably take a sharp turn for the worse!"

"In that case, it should be soon my turn to make my move!"

Thinking of this, Wu Xin immediately perked up, focused on observing the situation on the battlefield, and secretly accumulated the power of his inner universe in his right hand, ready to deliver a fatal blow at any time.

On the battlefield, after launching thirteen consecutive attacks without managing to harm Manigold in the slightest, Ikeros, the Dreamer hidden in the dimensional dimension, couldn't help but feel anxious.

"What is this guy plotting?"

He stopped attacking and did not make any more rash moves. Instead, he used the dimensional concealment to carefully observe the battlefield, trying to find Manigoldo's weakness.

He didn't know what Manigold was planning, but as long as he could find a weakness and strike it down, the outcome would be the same.

As the Dreamers ceased their relentless attacks, Manigold breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Or perhaps he could catch his breath and relax, and a flash of inspiration struck him, leading him to a solution.

"Yes, that's it!"

His face lit up with joy. He raised his right hand high, then transformed his cosmic power, releasing a diluted corpse aura that enveloped his body, turning it into a misty haze.

"What is he doing?" Ikeros the Dreamer asked, puzzled.

However, he did not let go of this rare opportunity and launched another attack decisively.

Manigold's continued release of corpse energy revealed a flaw to him.

"The Devour of the Wolf"

He circled around to Manigoldo's right side, suddenly burst out of the dimensional dimension, and transformed into a terrifying wolf to launch a pounce.

Chapter 125 Sneak Attack on Illusion

The moment the Dreamer appeared and launched a surprise attack, a hint of joy appeared on Manigoldo's face.

"It really works!"

He enveloped the surroundings with the diluted corpse energy, like laying out an invisible spider web.

As long as the opponent appears from a dimensional dimension to launch an attack, they will inevitably come into contact with the accumulated corpse energy that he exudes in the air, and he can also detect the opponent's movements immediately by relying on his keen perception of the aura of death.

Sensing the Dreamer's sneak attack, Manigold simply turned slightly to the side and easily dodged it, letting the ferocious wolf shadow whiz past him.

However, after suffering a defeat, Icarus the Dreamer also became suspicious.

"What's going on? Why does his reaction seem even faster when he's distracted?"

Unable to come up with an answer immediately, the Dreamer dared not make another move and once again disappeared into a dimensional dimension to hide, hoping to find a new opportunity.

Glancing at the surrounding gray mist, Manigold did not stop releasing the accumulated corpse energy, thinking to himself, "It's not enough, I need to expand the coverage area further!"

He continued to release diluted corpse energy, enveloping an area of ​​nearly a hundred meters before finally stopping.

Seeing that the Dreamer did not make another move, he couldn't help but taunt and provoke, "What? Even a god is afraid of me?"

"Afraid that I, a mere mortal, will bring you down from your pedestal?"

"If that's really the case, as long as you kneel down and beg for mercy, I might not be unable to let you go, okay?"

As he spoke, a very smug smile appeared on his face.

Faced with such ridicule and mockery, Ikeros, being a god, could hardly bear it.

"You must pay the price for your blasphemous words, Cancer!"

He roared and launched another attack.

"The Devour of the Wolf"

A wolf's shadow materialized and silently pounced on Manigoldo's back.

However, it seemed as if Manigoldo had eyes in the back of his head. Before the wolf shadow could get close, he quickly dodged to the side, appearing unusually relaxed.

"What on earth is going on?" Ikeros was terrified upon seeing this and quickly disappeared into another dimension to hide.

Compared to before, Manigoldo's evasions were much more effortless, completely ignoring his attacks.

Seeing this, Manigoldo unabashedly gathered his cosmos power in his right hand, revealing a counterattack stance, and mocked again: "As long as you kneel down and beg for mercy, I will forgive you, my god!"

"So that you can continue to stay in this dream world and be a god revered by all!"

"But if you resist stubbornly, I will annihilate you completely and send you into eternal slumber!"

Gods do not truly die; even if they are temporarily extinguished, they are merely in a temporary slumber and need a certain amount of time to recover and awaken again.

Of course, this period of time is very long, especially for ordinary people, it is unbelievably long.

For humans, this kind of slumber is no different from being dead.

"Damn it, you blasphemous bastard!"

Enraged once again, Ikeros could no longer contain himself and launched another attack.

"The Devour of the Wolf"

A wolf's shadow appeared on his body, silently launching a pounce from behind Manigoldo.

"Now!"

Sensing that his opponent had entered his attack range, Manigold, who was prepared, curled the corners of his mouth.

"Accumulated Corpse Qi - Soul Burial Break"

A pale light gathered in his right fist, and he decisively turned around and threw a punch to meet it.

Completely unprepared for his move, Ikeros had no time to retreat into another dimension to escape and collided directly with him.

In an instant, the wolf shadow that enveloped the Dreamer's body was eroded by a pale light, and then shattered instantly, turning into an even more terrifying shock that swept back.

"Wow--"

His move was forcibly broken, and he was also hit by the backward impact. Ikerlos immediately let out a scream and spat out a mouthful of bright red blood.

In an instant, his already nearly half-broken divine robe completely shattered, revealing a thin body underneath. Under the impact of the reverse roll, his flesh was torn apart, and more blood gushed from the wound.

"The opportunity has arrived!"

Seeing this, Wu Xin decisively rushed into the battlefield and quickly pointed a finger.

"Sekishiki - Netherworld Wave"

Unsure whether his more lethal Ghost Flame would be effective against gods of higher realms, he chose to use the more controllable Netherworld Wave.

He didn't expect to be able to drag out the soul of a god, but as long as he could hold off the opponent for a brief moment, delaying his actions and creating an opportunity for Manigoldo to deliver a fatal blow, that would be enough.

In an instant, five streams of corpse energy were released from his fingertips, piercing through the thick gray fog in front of him and locking onto the Dreamer within the fog.

"Who...is it?"

The Dreamer, blasted away by the pain, sensed the danger and, enduring the excruciating pain, looked over. He saw Wuxin rushing into the battlefield and the ever-approaching silver currents.

He instinctively wanted to dodge, but in this state, he simply couldn't muster any extra strength and could only helplessly wait to fight back and endure another round of pain.

At the same moment Wu Xin made his move, the other three Dream Gods also noticed his presence.

"There's another Saint Seiya?"

However, they only frowned slightly and then stopped paying attention.

They don't even take the Gold Saints seriously, so a Silver Saint who doesn't even have the Seventh Sense is not worthy of their attention.

Even if they launch a sneak attack, it's impossible to actually kill Ikeros the Dreamer.

shhhhhh!

The five streams of accumulated corpse energy struck the unsuspecting Dreamer with pinpoint accuracy, and Wu Xin seized the opportunity to bind the opponent's soul consciousness.

"What a powerful soul!"

At this moment, by directly touching the other party's soul with the accumulated corpse energy, he realized just how powerful the soul of a god truly was.

If one's own soul is the size of an egg, then the Dreamer is a twenty-pound pumpkin, much stronger than the soul of the demonic dragon in the Forest of War Gods.

His accumulated corpse energy enveloped the other person's soul, as if the other person could break free with just a little effort.

It was fortunate that the Dreamer's soul had been injured by Asmita before, otherwise his corpse energy would probably have been completely ineffective against him.