Saint Seiya, but Athena who disobeys?

"Pegasus! I knew you were still alive!" Sasha suppressed the urge to rush to him. Seiya nodded to Pope Sage, then reported the results of the battle to the goddess Sasha.

First, Thanatos's soul has already been annihilated. Whether he will revive Seiya is uncertain, as his true body remains in the Temple of Death in Elysium. However, it's highly likely that even if he were to revive, it would be a long time from now. The consciousness that re-emerges from that body will likely only share a name with the current Thanatos.

This news was the best news for Pope Sage.

Because the previous Holy War was ended by the Gemini Gods killing his companions, Sage, who was then a young Cancer Saint, became an avenger targeting only the Gemini Gods. For the past two hundred years, most of his thoughts have been focused on how to deal with them.

Now that Thanatos, the god of death, has fallen, only Hypnos, the god of sleep, remains. However, compared to his brother Thanatos, who has serious personality flaws, the much more powerful Hypnos is far more difficult to deal with.

Seiya also noticed the rosary beads on Sasha's hand.

"Has Asmita already left?"

"Yes, Lord Asmita raised his cosmos to the ultimate level," Yato, kneeling on one knee beside him, replied. "He used all eight senses of cosmos, along with the Wood-Moon Fruit, to create a rosary that can seal the immortality of the Specters. From then on, the Specters could no longer rely on Hades' protection to be resurrected, and the Saints could fight the Specters on equal footing!"

Seiya fell silent, unsure of what to say for a moment. The reason he rushed back to the Sanctuary before his conscious injuries had fully healed was because he felt the other party didn't need to sacrifice themselves for him.

Because the power he now possesses is sufficient to grant true death to the Specters, and Asmita, who has the strength to compete for the title of the strongest Saint of this generation, should not be sacrificed here.

Then his gaze fell upon the unicorn saint, Yato, dressed in simple clothes, who had been ordered to bring back the fruit. However, his saint armor had been damaged during the mission.

"Come here, Yato." Seiya beckoned to him.

Before Yato could react, at Seiya's beckoning, his damaged Unicorn Cloth spontaneously reassembled into the shape of a unicorn and appeared before Seiya.

"This is the ability to repair the Saint Cloth?!" Pope Sage was the first to recognize the true nature of this ability to summon the Unicorn Saint Cloth.

The Jamir tribe has always been responsible for the core function of Cloth repair, and Saints who can master Cloth repair techniques usually also possess the combat techniques of multiple Saints.

However, the restoration of Pegasus's Cloth seems to be different from that of the Jamir tribe. As Seiya cuts his index finger and drips his blood onto the unicorn's horn, the entire Cloth changes in a strong radiance.

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P.S.: There are too many "loser lords"

My name is Qin Ge. I transmigrated to a chaotic dynasty. I served many lords, but they were all losers...

I was born in the Tang Dynasty. Because I was the son of a merchant, I was ineligible to take the civil service exam and had to travel far away from home.

When I arrived in the Sui Dynasty, I passed the imperial examination and became a Jinshi. King Yang Guang of Sui disliked being instructed by others, and because of my remonstrances, he wanted to kill me, so I had no choice but to flee.

When I arrived in the State of Song, King Zhao Jie admired my calligraphy and regarded me as a close friend. I advised her not to become so engrossed in calligraphy and painting, but to focus on governing the country. She did not listen, so I had no choice but to resign from my post.

Upon arriving in Qin, I gained the favor of the King of Qin. Unfortunately, the King fell seriously ill, and his mentally unstable daughter banished me...

In this garbage era, isn't there a single normal ruler? I think I'll just retire into seclusion.

Wait a minute, I've already retired from public life. You're all coming to my door to kowtow and beg me to come back? What were you thinking back then?

Now that the country is destroyed and the family is ruined, do you know how to regret it?

Chapter 131: Like a Saint or a God, the Decisive Battle Begins

How many ways are there to evolve a Saint Cloth?

Each Saint Cloth grows alongside the Saint's battles and trials, which is the most orthodox way. For minor damage, the Cloth will automatically repair itself. However, aside from special Cloths like the Phoenix Cloth, the repair capabilities of a Saint Cloth have their limits. If a Saint Cloth is damaged to its limit, it will lose its life, resulting in the Cloth's demise.

However, if a restorer with the ability to repair Saint Cloths performs a baptism using the blood of a powerful Saint, the baptized Saint Cloth will be reborn into an even stronger form.

Even Cloths baptized with the blood of Gold Saints have the potential to reach the level of Gold Saints and possess the characteristics of the Saints they were baptized with. For example, the five Bronze Saints underwent such a transformation in the Poseidon Saga.

At this moment, for Yeren, his Unicorn Cloth was demonstrating such a miraculous scene.

Amidst light and flame, the Unicorn Cloth, enveloped in fire, pulsed with arcs of light. The Cloth, shattered, was reforged, its original bronze hue transformed into an even more dazzling color, swirling around Yeren. The flowing molten gold continuously collided and burned, impurities turning to ash and falling away, while the Cloth enveloping Yeren grew ever brighter.

The Pope's gaze slowly shifted from the Saint Cloth before him to Seiya. Although the Saint Cloth repair technique was rare, he possessed it as well. But what truly astonished him was the divine aura displayed during the tempering process.

He could clearly identify the other party as the Pegasus Saint, but that imposing divinity was also undeniable.

"Do you know what I'm thinking?" An elderly man with a similar appearance to him stood behind the Pope, arms crossed, watching the scene unfold before him.

“Ophiuchus…” Pope Sage began, “The thirteenth of the twelve Gold Saints in legend, the Gold Saint who is hailed as a god.”

The son of Apollo, the sun god, and Coronis, the princess of Thessaly, existed only in the age of mythology. He was a great and compassionate being, like a god. He acted nobly, using his medical skills to heal all the wounded, redeeming people from illness and even bringing them back to life. Unbeknownst to many, he was called a god by the world.

Although human, He possesses power sufficient to challenge the authority of the heavens. Or perhaps He is a Saint, a reincarnation of a divine soul. Thus, in human form, He also wields divine authority.

"Does the current state of Pegasus remind you of that legendary Saint Seiya?" the old man behind him asked softly.

"Of course, his ending in the legend is also tragic. Over time, the praise of the world made Ophiuchus believe that he was worthy of being ranked alongside the gods, but when he truly attempted to go from being a human to becoming a god, this act of challenging the authority of the gods angered the gods. The Gold Saint of Ophiuchus was banished from the Sanctuary, and even his existence disappeared, and the Gold Constellation he represented was also erased."

In later generations, Ophiuchus was reborn only as a Silver Saint Cloth.

"As remnants of the previous generation, we don't need to worry about the future." Pope Sage's lips curled up, his joy stemming solely from the current state of Pegasus. "Having a Saint comparable to a god as our trump card is enough to secure victory in this Holy War, and may even lay a more solid foundation for the next Holy War a hundred years from now."

Seiya's appearance also made Pope Sage make up his mind.

As everyone left, the Pegasus Saint and the goddess Sasha exchanged one last glance.

Seiya sensed that the goddess Sasha seemed to have something to say to him, but it wasn't convenient at the moment.

In the sea of ​​roses in the Magic Palace, Pisces Albafica, holding a white rose in her hand, looked up at the melodious chimes coming from the Papal Palace.

Within the Sanctuary's defensive perimeter, Capricorn El Cid gazed up at the golden halo atop the Sanctuary.

Taurus Hasgard, who was teaching his students, stopped using the wooden stick he was using as a teaching tool. At this moment, all the Gold Saints, as well as the Bronze and Silver Saints who were fledglings, felt the call from the Pope.

In the Holy Trial Grounds, the young god of the underworld, who had been keeping his eyes closed, suddenly opened them and, at that very moment, threw a punch at the sun overhead, a punch born of divine inspiration.

The raging lightning ions streaked across the sky like shooting stars in the form of a golden lion, and applause rang out beside him as the combat technique was successfully executed.

"That's truly remarkable. It seems you've completely mastered Senior Elias's lightning combat techniques."

Young Regulus, son of the strongest Saint, nephew of Sagittarius Sisyphus, is also the most talented Saint in this Holy War, and perhaps even in history. Even the Gold Saints cannot foresee the limits of his potential, for his future is infinitely vast.

But right now, Regulus is still just a green boy.

He looked in the direction of the applause and saw Shion and Dohko. They were looking at the boy in the center of the training ground, who was even more immature than Yeren, with amazement in their eyes.

"I am still far behind my father." Only now did the boy show the shyness that was appropriate for his age. He looked at his uncle standing not far away, and Sagittarius Sisyphus nodded to him, acknowledging his efforts.

“Too much humility is arrogance. With your strength, you are fully qualified to wear that helmet.” Tong Hu put his arm around his neck, then looked at Sagittarius not far away. “Sisyphus, you heard that bell too, didn’t you?”

“It seems the time for the final battle has come.” Sagittarius looked up at the halo at the top of the Sanctuary, then walked to the boy’s side and patted him on the back. “Since even Dohko and Shion acknowledge you, let’s go, let’s go together.”

As beams of light reached their proper places, the doors of the Papal Palace opened one after another, and the Gold Saints of the Zodiac, at the pinnacle of all Saints, stood on either side.

— Libra Dohko, Scorpio Cardia, Sagittarius Sisyphus, Pisces Albafica.

—Aries Shion, Taurus Hasgard, Capricorn El Cid, Aquarius Degel.

Holding the Leo helmet in his arms, the young Regulus looked at the Gold Saints before him with a mixture of excitement and nervousness. Then, at the prompting of his uncle Sisyphus, he quickly ran to stand in the empty space next to him and straightened his chest.

He looked at the goddess seated on her throne, holding a golden scepter, and beside her stood Sage in his papal robes, and an old man with a similar face. Below them were numerous Bronze and Silver Saints, many of whom were his friends from his days as a candidate.

"Uncle, now that everyone is here, why haven't we started yet?" Regulus used his telekinesis to send his question to his uncle beside him, but his uncle only gestured for him to be quiet with his eyes. Then he heard the thirteenth bell toll, which should never be heard under normal circumstances!

As the bells rang, the doors of the papal chamber slowly opened, but the Gold Saints all stood in formation, watching the Saint's figure appear against the backlight.

Chapter 132: The War Goddess Who Proclaimed Death

It was a young man surrounded by azure winds, and his enormous white wings turned into light feathers that scattered throughout the hall as he landed.

As he arrived, the doors of the Papal Palace slowly closed from the inside out, and with four ancient heavy locks fastened simultaneously, the building was completely sealed off.

"Now that everyone is here, I will declare the meeting officially open." Goddess Sasha sat on her throne and slammed her staff heavily onto the ground.

The first thing to announce is the sacrifices and achievements of this period. This includes the Silver Saints Hellhound, Auriga, Sagittarius, Canis Major, and Viper, who died while on a mission to scout the Specters in Italy; Hercules, who was killed by Minos while defending the Sanctuary during the Hades invasion; and Perseus, who perished during his mission. Among these fallen warriors are even Virgo Asmita and Cancer Manigoldo.

As everyone bowed their heads in silent mourning, the goddess Sasha announced to the crowd that Pegasus had defeated the savior Thanatos in the underworld.

Faced with this definitive conclusion, the Saints remained silent for a moment. This was a momentous event, a miracle that even those who witnessed it firsthand could hardly believe. Although they had all heard about it to some extent, they still needed to remain silent after the goddess herself announced it.

"Is this real? Is it death, or a seal?" Aquarius Degel was the first to ask.

It wasn't that he wanted to question the goddess's authority, but such a thing had never happened before. If Thanatos, the god of death, were to be killed by the Saints, the impact would not only be limited to this Holy War, but could even directly affect the gods of Heaven.

“Indeed, this was witnessed by me and the already fallen Manigoldo. At least their souls have perished, and even if a will were to be reborn in that body centuries later, it would not be the Thanatos we knew,” Sage said.

“Nyx gave birth to abhorrent fate, black destruction, and the Thanatos of death… They are of iron and possess heartless bronze; once mortals fall into their hands, they never return.” Aquarius Degel softly recited this passage from Hesiod’s Theogony.

"But no one is immortal." The Pope's voice was cold and stern. "Even the god who holds the reins of death will face his end!"

With the Pope's endorsement, the Saints finally accepted the fact in their hearts. After a long silence, Aquarius Degel, who had questioned them earlier, was the first to clap. Following him, all the Saints clapped in unison, their eyes fixed on the Pegasus who had slain the god.

Seiya accepted the honor without hesitation, for at this moment, humility would be disrespectful to the Saints who had fallen at the hands of Death. Warriors who could slay gods deserved the treatment of heroes.

The goddess Sasha shook her scepter, the crescent moon in the center of the scepter striking each other with a crisp sound. Her voice was deep: "This is an epoch-making breakthrough, but while we are protecting the earth, millions of people, and brave Saints, have died on the journey. It is time to end this suffering."

The Saints all raised their heads, and the hall fell silent as all eyes were fixed on the goddess holding the scepter.

"And I declare, it is time to end all this! In the name of Athena, I will launch an attack on the city of Hades and completely end this calamity on earth!"

With the departure of the Specters and the Grim Reaper, the balance of power has now tilted in Sanctuary's favor. Neither the Gold Saints, Silver Saints, nor even the fledgling Bronze Saints have any objections to this.

After the goddess's pronouncement, it was Pope Sage's turn to direct the Saints' battle plan to ensure a complete victory in this Holy War.

Meanwhile, in the city of Hades, where darkness reigned supreme, Aaron, seated on his throne, gazed westward. "Did you hear that? The bells of the sanctuary are ringing."

The seventy-two Earthly Fiends, the thirty-six Heavenly Generals, and Pandora standing behind Aaron all looked up at the underworld ruler who was about to rule the earth.

“It seems my sister has made up her mind to fight me to the death.” Aaron raised his head thoughtfully. “And what about your choices?”

"Kill! Kill every single one of those Saints who plotted against Lord Thanatos and the goddesses they followed!" Aiacos, one of the three judges of the Underworld, knelt on one knee. "Please allow me to go to the Sanctuary. I will give you Athena's soul first!"

Another powerful figure, Radamandis of the Heavenly Fierce Star, also volunteered, "As for the Pope and Pegasus who assassinated Lord Thanatos, I will cut off their heads and take their souls to the deepest hell to suffer eternal torment!"

Aaron gazed at the spirited Specters, and also at the nearly completed painting of Paradise Lost before him. His gaze swept over the two giants before him, as well as powerful Specters like Tenpoki Kaiho and Tenkui Yoma, before he smiled and looked up at the sky.

"And you, Pegasus, you heard what we said too, right?"

Just as all the Specters were collectively astonished, a blue wind appeared between Hades Aaron and the Specters. The Specters looked at the figure in disbelief, Pandora looked nervous, and Tiankui Star Yaoma looked inquisitive.

In the azure wind, stands the Pegasus Saint.

But just like at the beginning, Pegasus's eyes were only on his old friend in front of him.

He dodged the Winged Roar unleashed from behind by Radamanthys, kicked over his blood-filled paint bucket, and then kicked Aaron's easel.

He could feel the deadly threat emanating from the unfinished painting before him.

However, it was clear that Aaron's protection of it was quite perfect. The purple light collided with the platinum arc of light on his feet, Aaron and Pegasus looked at each other, but in the end, they were transformed into a wisp of blue wind and appeared in the crowd of Specters during the attack from behind.

“Aaron, Sasha asked me to give you her regards. She said she will end your life herself.”

Aaron looked at his right hand, all five fingers stained with the red paint from his paint bucket, as he bowed to him, his fingertips smearing the blood on his face.

This provocation was an unacceptable humiliation for all the Specters loyal to Hades.

"As for you, Specters, haven't you figured out the current situation? The roles have reversed." Seiya looked at the black-clad warriors surrounding him and revealed a malicious smile. "Perhaps Athena will forgive your sins, but I choose not to forgive you!"

Chapter 133: Saint Seiya Advances into the Underworld

"—Pegasus!"

High in the sky, a heart-wrenching roar echoed as the warrior's eyes widened in fury.

That figure, radiating light like a black sun, was none other than Bennu Bird Huihuo from the Skystorm Star.

Like a phoenix rising from the ashes, he soared through the sky, his wings ignited by layers upon layers of resentment, as he faced the radiant Pegasus. At that moment, the Saint Seiya raised his head and let out a cold laugh.

The black corona and the platinum corona clashed against each other, and the roar of the radiant fire was deafening, but his wings could not cut through the defenses in front of him, even though that hateful face was so close.

Seiya's gaze was sharp as he swept across the entire area. "Come on, keep this anger as it is. And you all, otherwise you have no hope whatsoever."

He raised his right hand above his head and snapped his fingers. A platinum corona erupted in the sky, and the flames of the sun within it, aimed at evil, fell indiscriminately upon Hades and his warriors.

Aaron made no move; the cosmos belonging to God naturally protected him from all harm. But for those Specters, especially the weaker ones, they all let out painful howls. When those sparks landed on their bodies, it was as if sulfuric acid had been poured on their skin, quickly burning and corroding them, leaving shocking scars.

In the brilliant firelight, Seiya's figure gradually disappeared, and only then did Aaron reveal his sharp brilliance.

"Do it," he said.

During this time, he had figured out the mechanism behind Pegasus's sudden appearance beside him: the name. Since he dared to summon Pegasus, there must be a way to intercept him. At this moment, the barrier belonging to Hypnos and Pandora's lightning sealed off the surrounding void, causing Seiya's figure to suddenly freeze. Only then did Aaron raise his right hand, as if the universe appeared in his sleeve, unable even for light to escape, a terrifying suction force threatening to devour Seiya within.

Combat Techniques - Hidden Universe in the Sleeves!