Saint Seiya Evil Skull

As Needlerd increased his power output, Albelisi immediately felt outmatched. Initially, the fight with Needlerd was back-and-forth, then gradually shifted to more defense and less offense, and finally to full-on defense. Even with Albelisi's best efforts, constantly dodging, he was still occasionally hit once or twice.

Alubelisi's little universe was burning to the extreme, and he only regretted that his parents had not given him two more legs. Fortunately, Alubelisi broke through the eighth sense of Alaya consciousness, and with the blessing of the vitality he absorbed over the years, Alubelisi's endurance was greatly enhanced, which allowed him to fight with Needled for so long.

"I just don't believe it. You damned remnant soul, even if it is the remnant soul of the God King, can still be safe and sound after so many years of consumption. I bet now that you can't outlast me, and let's see who will be exhausted to death first." Aluberisi also gritted his teeth, trying his best to resist Needled's attack, and was determined to wear Needled to death at the cost of his life.

As they fought on, after a while, Needlerd became noticeably anxious. After battling Alubelisi for so long, he'd been exhausted. He unleashed all the strength and confidence he'd regained over the years. Seeing Alubelisi's attitude, he seemed determined to continue the fight. His remnant soul couldn't afford to outlast him, and it wasn't worthy of his God King status. Better to end the fight quickly!

It was all due to the current lack of water power in Vanaheim. At the end of the God War, that villain Odin had his men destroy all of Vanaheim's water sources, fearing a return of his own. This prevented him from fully unleashing his full potential. Furthermore, his own divine oars were also damaged during the God War. Otherwise, a mere mortal with the eighth sense of Alaya-vijnana would have easily captured him. Why would he have gone to such great lengths?

Needled became more and more angry the more he thought about it, and he began to burn his limited soul power. In an instant, Needled's microcosm began to expand rapidly, and the power of the ocean in his hands hit Arubelici like a rainstorm.

This caused Albelisi, who was already barely holding on, to be hit frequently. Seeing that he could no longer hold on, Albelisi had no choice but to use the crystal wall to resist. However, under Neddel's high-pressure attack, the crystal wall only held out for a few breaths before Albelisi's hastily erected crystal wall was shattered by the impact.

Had Needled not held back at the last moment, not wanting to damage Albelici's precious body, Northwest would have likely been utterly defeated by Needled's unleashed attack. Even with this, Albelici was knocked to the ground by Needled's powerful attack, unable to rise for a long time. The divine armor Albelici had transformed and upgraded with the blood of the gods also suffered numerous damages, even the wings on the back of the armor were half-broken.

On the other hand, Needled was not feeling well either. As he continued to consume his soul power, his soul shadow became weaker and dimmer, and it looked like he would not be able to hold on for much longer. If he did not find a suitable body, he would probably not be able to hold on for much longer.

Needled stared solemnly at Albelisi, who remained motionless and collapsed on the ground. His brow furrowed slightly, and after a moment's silent contemplation, his gaze suddenly grew firm, free of any hesitation or concern. His translucent soul emanated a resolute aura, and like a flash of lightning, he charged straight towards Albelisi.

This action was a desperate one for Needlerd. Either he could achieve his revenge, or he would become a complete loser, forever doomed.

However, after such a long period of patience and waiting, Needlerd had long lost his patience. The humiliation and pain he had endured burned like a raging fire, constantly burning his heart. Now, he would rather risk his life than continue to live in humiliation like a stray dog. Even if he ultimately perished on this path of revenge, he had no regrets.

Needled's soul swiftly and smoothly penetrated Albelisi's head and rushed into his sea of ​​consciousness with unstoppable force. As soon as he entered this mysterious realm, Needled saw Albelisi's face filled with rage, eyes wide open, teeth clenched, staring at him fiercely, as if ready to pounce and tear him to pieces at any moment.

"I gave you a chance before, but you didn't seize it. I originally wanted you to reincarnate. Now, I will also make your soul completely shattered. I want you to know that gods cannot be insulted, and the King of Gods cannot be insulted even more!" Needled said in a deep voice.

"Needlerde! You are still so arrogant in my sea of ​​consciousness. Now let's see whether you die or I die." Albelisi also gave it his all.

Then, Albelisi and Niederde launched a second battle in Albelisi's sea of ​​consciousness. In the first battle, Albelisi fought hard and won the battle, but was defeated with honor and had no choice but to retreat to his own nest.

After all, Needled was the God King, and he was experienced in all kinds of struggles. He quickly defeated Alubelici, lost his armor and cities, and forced him to retreat to a corner of the sea of ​​consciousness to survive. He saw that Alubelici might be destroyed at any time.

Just as Needled unleashed his final, potentially fatal blow on Albelisi, he was certain this life-or-death duel would end in Albelisi's defeat. However, something completely unexpected occurred: Albelisi, who had been passively taking the beating, retreating repeatedly and desperately defending, suddenly leaped at Needled like a beast freed from its restraints, recklessly lunging at him!

If anyone could have closely observed Albelisi's appearance at this moment, they would have been astonished to discover that his once clear eyes had turned blood red, gleaming with madness and determination. He clenched his fists, veins bulging in his arms, as if all his strength was concentrated in this single blow. It was clear that Albelisi had fallen into a state of extreme madness, the kind often described in Chinese legends as "possessed by a demon."

At this moment, on the brink of life and death, Albelisi had no time to think about anything else. He knew that if he didn't give it his all, death would be the only thing waiting for him. So, he simply gave up all restraint and suppression, allowing the madness in his heart to spread unchecked.

In an instant, Aluberisi completely lost his mind. His violent soul was like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, rampaging through his sea of ​​consciousness. Then he pounced directly at Needlerd's soul, bared his fangs, and madly bit the other's soul, as if he wanted to eat it alive.

Faced with Albelici's ferocious and haphazard attack, Needled's soul, after its initial shock, began to struggle desperately. But Albelici's attacks were too fierce, and each bite dealt a heavy blow to Needled's soul, steadily weakening its strength. Gradually, Needled felt it increasingly difficult to withstand Albelici's almost frenzied attacks...

Needled had intended to gather all his strength and deliver a fatal blow, destroying both him and Albelisi. However, at this critical moment, a wave of hesitation crept into his heart. Seeing Albelisi madly biting at him, Needled could not help but hold back his imminent burst of power.

Niederd stared intently at Albelis's hideous, twisted face. He realized that this fellow wasn't, as he had previously believed, a devoted lackey of Odin. If he chose to perish with him now, it might not have any substantial impact on Odin at all.

Thinking of this, Nedred felt a wave of helplessness and self-mockery. If he sacrificed his life so easily, not only would he fail to avenge himself and his fellow Vanir who had been brutally slaughtered, but he would instead become Odin's tool for eliminating dissidents, helping him eliminate a traitor. Such a foolish act would be a waste of his life.

So, Needled took a deep breath, forcing himself to endure the excruciating pain, and slowly lowered his raised arm. Rather than blindly and impulsively risking his life, it would be better to let Albelisi go for now. After all, through their time together, Needled could clearly sense Albelisi's deep desire for greater strength.

This desire is like a blazing fire, which will one day drive him to turn his spear against the Aesir. At that time, the two sides will inevitably engage in a fierce life-and-death contest.

With the help of Albelici's unstable power, perhaps he could disgust Odin, the hypocrite, in the future. Yes, until the end, Neddeld did not expect Albelici to get rid of Odin, but only hoped that Albelici could disgust him.

The more he thought about it, the brighter Nedred's eyes became. Slowly, he gave up resistance and said loudly to Albelis, "Boy, I will give you everything I have. You must help me get revenge in the future and disgust Odin, the hypocrite. Goodbye Vanaheim, goodbye Vanir..."