Saint Seiya Evil Skull

"Are you mistaken? I have never been to the Temple of Poseidon? Let alone the underworld? What is going on?" Jegufried widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief, and his voice became dry and hoarse.

"Hmph, you still want to quibble? You are a shameless guy who dares to do things but not to take responsibility. You are so hateful! Now, your name, Jegufried, is notorious in the underworld and known to everyone." Radamanthys roared angrily, his angry eyes seemed to be spewing fire.

"That's right! It's the same in the sea. All of our sea generals and sea warriors hate you to the core and regard you as a thorn in their eyes and a thorn in their flesh! As soon as your name is mentioned, everyone grits their teeth." Baran echoed, his face also full of resentment and contempt.

Facing the combined attacks of the Underworld and the Sea, Jagufrid suddenly felt a crushing pressure. His defenses were gradually breached, forcing him to retreat, shaking his head and muttering to himself, "Impossible... This is absolutely impossible... There must be some misunderstanding..." However, no matter how he argued, he could not change the situation. He was like a trapped beast, resentful but powerless.

At that moment, Frodi, standing nearby, gently tugged at Jegufri's sleeve. His gaze fell on Jegufri, who stood there petrified, his face filled with astonishment. He lowered his voice and spoke cautiously, "Jegufri, don't be so quick to deny it. Think carefully. Who in our Asgard would have the audacity to impersonate someone like this? And how wicked must this person be to pull off such a deed!"

As for what happened in the sea, it's easier to explain. After all, the North Atlantic is not too far from our Asgard, and anyone could have traveled there. However, over the years, only a handful of people have been able to set foot in the underworld. Counting on your fingers, there's only one!" At this point, Frodi emphasized the last two words "one" very strongly, and his tone of voice also rose significantly.

When Frodi emphasized those two words, a flash of lightning flashed through Jegufri's mind, and a figure with flowing white hair suddenly appeared. "Well, that damned fellow! It's bad enough he's stirring up trouble everywhere, but now he's even dared to use my name to defraud people. Even worse, he's even had his real owner come knocking on his door!"

When he thought of this, Jiegufulie was so angry that he was shaking all over, his teeth were chattering, and he couldn't help but slowly stretched out his clenched fist, as if he was going to swing it out and teach the fake guy a lesson in the next second.

"What? Jegufuli, are you speechless? You're actually trying to hit someone? Look at how many insane, unforgivable things you've done! Do you think this can cover up your crimes?" Baran glared at Jegufuli with wide eyes, only to see him slowly raise his fist. Humph, is this guy trying to provoke me? Baran snorted inwardly, naturally not wanting to back down.

"No... no, I just... just..." Jegufri's face flushed red and he stammered as he tried to explain something, but before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the person opposite him in a fierce manner.

"Just what just! The sins you've committed are as heavy as a mountain, and today we must put an end to them once and for all! After this banquet, don't even think about slipping away. We must fight you to the death, and the battle will not stop until dawn!" Rhadamanthys issued a declaration of war to Jagufried without hesitation. He looked exactly like those students who had made promises to fight in middle school, shouting, "Don't leave after class, I'll wait for you in the bathroom!"

As Radamanthys finished his words, a chorus of voices echoed around him. "Yes, we do too!" The crowd shouted in unison, the sound like a tidal wave, deafening. Clearly, everyone was filled with righteous indignation at the evil deeds committed by Jagufrid, and now they all wanted to settle accounts with him. For a moment, the atmosphere was tense, as if a shocking battle would erupt at any moment.

The scene was truly jaw-dropping. Julian, Saori Kido, Seiya, and Aiolia all gaped in shock, unable to close their mouths. The same thought welled up in their minds: "Oh my God! What monstrous sins has this man committed? To have so utterly wrathed the sea and the underworld, each one eager to tear him to pieces."

As Seiya's older brother, Aiolia turned to look at Seiya beside him with a serious expression and gave him a heartfelt instruction: "Seiya, you have to be more humble and low-key in your future actions. Don't follow the example of Jagufried across the way and stir up trouble everywhere. Otherwise, you will end up like him, becoming a target of public criticism. Not only will many creditors come to collect their debts, but judging by the current situation, you will inevitably be beaten up later."

Upon hearing this, Seiya nodded repeatedly and said, "Aiolia, you're absolutely right! We really shouldn't be too arrogant and domineering in our dealings with others. Today's scene really opened my eyes and I learned a lot!"

At this critical moment, the air seemed to be filled with the strong smell of gunpowder, and a thrilling, spark-sprinkling battle was about to break out! At this moment, Julian, the organizer of this banquet, acted decisively and stepped forward without hesitation, quickly standing between the conflicting parties, attempting to play the crucial role of peacemaker.

Julian cleared his throat, coughing softly but purposefully enough to grab everyone's attention. Everyone turned their gazes, their eyes fixed on him. Seeing this, Julian took a deep breath, then spoke slowly and carefully, "Everyone, you are all my guests, Julian, whom I have invited with all my heart! I hope you will put aside your differences and disputes for the time being, for my sake."

Let's leave today's events at that. After all, we still have more important agendas to complete together. As for the grudges, big or small, that you all harbor, we can wait until a suitable time to sit down and discuss them carefully. I believe there will always be a way to properly resolve them, so there's no need to rush.

After hearing Julian's earnest words, the tense atmosphere at the scene eased slightly. Although everyone was unwilling to accept this, they all snorted coldly at Jegufried beside them, expressing their inner dissatisfaction.

Then, they all turned their heads away, no longer looking directly at Jagufried. However, judging by their actions, they had clearly accepted Julian's mediation proposal and decided to temporarily put aside their dispute with Jagufried and focus on other urgent matters.

At this moment, Jagufried was still seething with indignation, as if a volcano was about to erupt within his chest. The rage surged like surging ocean waves, crashing against his heart one after another, making it nearly impossible for him to contain his emotions.

However, reality was like a solid dam, firmly blocking this anger, leaving him with no words to express his suffering and no place to vent his anger. He really wanted to tear the person he hated to pieces with his own hands to relieve the hatred in his heart.

At this moment, Kido Saori broke the suffocating silence. She was the first to ask, "Julian, why have you gathered representatives from all the major forces here? Why not tell me frankly?"

Julian cleared his throat and said, "Since Miss Kido Saori has asked, I won't beat around the bush. As you all know, everyone here represents major powers on Earth, each controlling their own slice of the mortal world. And the sea region I'm in has long ruled over the vast ocean."

But think about it, in this vast ocean, so few humans thrive. I think this situation is truly unfair! Therefore, all major powers should leave some space for survival and development in our seas."

Having said that, Julian paused for a moment, glanced at the entire audience, and found that everyone was silent, as if they were thinking about the deeper meaning behind his words.

So, Julian took a deep breath, and then said: "Actually, our requirements for the sea area are not high. We just hope to own Australia, the entire American continent, and of course, all the coastline areas around the Mediterranean!" As he said, Julian pointed to the huge map on the wall, showing his greed and ambition without any concealment.