Saint Seiya Evil Skull

"Haha...haha! You are right, but I really want to know who gave you the courage to talk to me like that. Do you really think I have a good temper?" Niold said sarcastically.

"Of course my courage was given by Fish Leong." After Albelisi said this, he directly launched a space explosion of the Elf Magic Fist and hit Njord, hoping to cause some damage to Njord's soul body.

But Albelici was clearly disappointed. Niold, facing Albelici's spatial storm, had just wondered who Liang Jingru was. Then, simply raising his right hand, a tidal wave of energy unleashed, not only neutralizing Albelici's attack but even sending some energy back towards him, which Albelici hastily dodged. Is this the power of a God King? A single blow shattered his full-force attack. He truly couldn't compare to Thanatos, the God of Death!

"Although your strength is not bad, it depends on who you are compared with. Compared with me, the God King, you are nothing, even if I am just a remnant soul." Niold continued to taunt.

Looking at the situation in front of him, Aluberisi began to retreat in his heart and took a few steps back involuntarily.

Seeing Arubelisi's little action, Niold couldn't help but teasing: "It's a bit late to leave now!" After saying that, Niold showed a confident smile.

Albelisi thought to himself, "Oh no!" and hurriedly wanted to use teleportation to leave. It was fine if he didn't use it, but as soon as he used it, he was immediately shocked.

"Teleportation is useless! Knowing you have spatial abilities, how could I not be on guard against your teleportation? I have already blocked the surrounding space. You are dreaming if you want to run away!" Niold said proudly.

"Niolde, don't go too far. We have no grudges against each other, but you actually want to kill me. Doesn't your conscience hurt?" Albelisi said with great sorrow.

"No, I'm just a remnant soul, where would I get a heart? But once I get your body, I'll have it. You might feel heartbroken then!" Niold said frankly.

"Fuck!" He forgot that this guy was a Dao Soul. "If you really don't want to make peace, maybe we can work together to deal with your mortal enemy Odin!" Albelisi no longer cared about his own leader for the sake of his life.

"Haha...haha!" Njord let out a loud and arrogant laugh, which seemed to pierce the sky, full of disdain and ridicule. "How dare you? You still dream of helping me fight Odin? This is ridiculous! How can an ant like you have the qualifications to stand in front of me and speak nonsense!

"If you're smart, just surrender your body to me. Perhaps, if I'm in a good mood, I'll show some mercy and banish your pitiful soul, allowing you to be reborn. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless and annihilating you. Not even a trace of your soul will remain in this world!" Niolde's face was filled with disdain, and he looked down at Albelisi with a condescending gaze.

However, faced with Njord's arrogant attitude, Albelisi showed no sign of backing down. He clenched his fists, his eyes gleaming with determination as he said coldly, "Hmph, if we're not on the same page, then there's no point in talking! There's no point in talking any more. Let's see for ourselves! Today, I'll show you my true strength and see who will ultimately prevail!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Alberich launched his attack. His figure flashed, moving with the swiftness of a ghost, while muttering to himself, he unleashed his most powerful technique—"Elf Magic Fist: Meteor Shower!" Instantly, countless flaming meteors fell from the sky, whistling towards Njord like a dense meteor shower.

Immediately afterwards, Albelisi shouted again: "Doomsday Storm!" An extremely violent tornado suddenly formed and swept towards Njord with an overwhelming force. Wherever it passed, sand and rocks flew and smoke and dust filled the air.

Finally, Albelis used his ultimate move: "Thunderbolt!" Thick lightning bolts streaked across the sky, like ferocious dragons pouncing towards Njord with bared fangs and claws. The earth-shattering momentum was terrifying.

For a moment, several powerful attacks rushed towards Njord one after another, and the entire space was shaking, as if it would collapse at any time.

Needled unhesitatingly mobilized the surging ocean power within his body, instantly forming a blue energy shield that roared towards Albelisi. Albelisi's attacks, however, were like violent bolts of lightning, fiercely striking Needled.

However, most of the power of thunder and lightning canceled each other out when it collided with the power of the ocean, but a small part of it still stubbornly broke through the defense line and hit Needled accurately.

Instantly, Needlerd felt a powerful electric current coursing through his body, his soul trembling violently as if struck by a violent earthquake. The pain caused him to frown, his face turning pale as paper. Clearly, the blow had inflicted considerable damage, and his condition was far from over.

"Hmph, it seems that I really underestimated you, kid! I never thought that you could actually hurt me. Well, in that case, before I completely kill you, as a recognition of your strength, I will give you a chance - tell me your name. Don't worry, I will remember it well." Needled said while panting and gritting his teeth.

It turned out that Needled had been too confident and arrogant before, so after his soul was violently attacked by thunder and lightning, the light was obviously dimmed a lot.

Hearing this, Arubelisi was furious. He cursed inwardly, "What do you mean by rewarding me? After fighting for so long, you only remember to ask my name now? Go to hell, you bastard!"

So, Arubelisi responded without hesitation: "I don't need your reward! Do you know whether you know it or not? Come on, if you have the guts!"

Albelisi's eyes widened with anger, and he roared, "Thousands of thunders!" In an instant, the sky was covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder, and thick lightning bolts danced down like silver snakes, striking directly at Needled's soul body.

After some testing and contesting, it was proven that the powerful force contained in lightning could indeed cause considerable damage to Needlerd's soul. Albelisi knew that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. As the saying goes, "When you're sick, you're dead." If he didn't seize this opportunity to defeat his opponent in one fell swoop, when would he?

So, Albelisi used Thunderstrike again without hesitation. With the wave of his hands, countless lightning bolts intertwined into an impenetrable electric net, covering Niddled all over, trying to give the opponent a continuous and heavy blow.

However, as the God King of the Vanir, how could Neddeld be defeated so easily? Facing Albelisi's fierce attack, he quickly mobilized the power of the ocean under his control. A surge of blue light gushed out from him, colliding and entwining with the thunder and lightning in the sky.

For a moment, the two sides were locked in a fierce stalemate, each side fighting back and forth, neither side giving in. Every exchange was accompanied by deafening roars and dazzling lights, as if the entire world was trembling.

As time passed, this thrilling battle gradually degenerated into a war of attrition. Needled was secretly furious. He, the mighty God King, had been forced into such a state by a mere Albelis. It was truly humiliating. In his rage, he no longer held back, unleashing the full force of the ocean in an attempt to turn the tide of battle.

Under Needled's frenzied attack, the surrounding space seemed to be flooded by endless water, forming a vast, swampy expanse. Arubelisiton, caught in the midst of this, felt the pressure double, but he gritted his teeth and persevered. He knew that if he retreated even a little, he would be shattered to pieces.

Fortunately, this wasn't the depths of the ocean or a place with abundant water. Otherwise, with Neddeld's terrifying ocean power, Albelici would have perished long ago, without even the chance to report to Hades, the King of the Underworld. Thinking of this, Albelici couldn't help but gasp, silently praying that he could hold on and find the opportunity to strike back.