Saint Seiya Evil Skull

As expected, not long after, an extremely sharp gaze streaked across the sky above the Asgard like lightning. This gaze was so sharp that it seemed to be able to see through all illusions, but when it fell on Albelisi, it only paused for a moment before moving away without hesitation.

Clearly, in the eyes of that unknown powerhouse, Albelisi's displayed strength was completely insignificant, not enough to warrant his attention. Faced with this situation, the clever and cautious Albelisi knew this was not the time to act rashly. Therefore, he suppressed his inner impulses and refrained from any extraordinary actions that might reveal his true intentions.

After touring the entire Asgard with a heavy heart and a sense of doubt, Odin was shocked to discover that there were more than a dozen powerful individuals hidden here, masters who had reached the peak of the Seventh Sense, Manas, or even the Perfection! Even more incredible was that among them were two peerless masters who had already entered the realm of the Eighth Sense, Alaya Vijnanavada! This was simply unbelievable! Breaking through to the Eighth Sense was no easy feat, so how did these people do it?

Odin's eyes widened, his mind filled with countless questions. He began to wonder where these powerful beings came from, and how they had cultivated to such a high level. At the same time, another question perplexed him: how could the curse he had once cast upon Balder be lifted now? Who possessed such profound power to break his spell?

Questions flashed through Odin's mind like a barrage of questions, leaving him distraught. He had thought he knew this familiar Asgard like the back of his hand, but what he saw was completely beyond his comprehension. This Asgard had become too mysterious and unfamiliar, as if it hid countless unknown secrets.

Odin frowned, scanning the surroundings, trying to find some clue to solve these mysteries. However, no matter how hard he thought, he could not come up with a reasonable answer. He couldn't help but sigh, "I never thought! Asgard is so much more powerful now than when I was directly ruling it! This is simply incredible. So, can I..."

Odin gazed at the immense power of the Norse Asgard, and a sinister thought once again surged within him. He thought to himself, "Since the Norse Asgard possesses such formidable strength, why not let them assist me in unifying the world? This way, not only could I avenge my previous humiliation and pay back Zeus's ambush, but I could also achieve my grand ambitions!" Once this thought emerged, it spread like wildfire through his mind.

Odin fell into deep thought. He knew that Asgard was now so powerful that relying solely on verbal orders would be difficult to gain their willing obedience and use. After careful consideration, Odin decided to send a god down to earth to act as his messenger and executor to ensure the smooth implementation of his plan.

However, when Odin began to think about who to send, he couldn't help but feel a headache. Looking at the sparsely populated Aesir gods before him, Odin was filled with helplessness and anger.

Having recently lost a great general, the Aesir were severely weakened. Even their once-mighty warriors seemed somewhat listless. Among the few remaining gods, the only one still considered capable was the Dark God Hodr, who was recovering from his injuries.

Although Odin was worried about Hodr's injury, the situation was urgent and he had no choice.

Finally, Odin summoned Hodr, who was not far away, with his divine mind. He prayed silently, hoping that his only remaining son would live up to his trust and successfully complete his mission. At the same time, Odin secretly vowed that if this plan was realized, Zeus and his fellow Olympians would pay a heavy price!

"Father God, why did you summon me so urgently?" Hodel asked with a puzzled look on his face after arriving in a hurry, exhausted.

Odin nodded slightly, gazing at Hodr with a loving and concerned gaze, and said slowly, "Hodr, my child, I wonder how your injuries are recovering now?"

Hodel exhaled softly and said with a relaxed expression, "Thanks to Father God's concern, I'm feeling much better now. Judging from the current situation, I estimate that I will be fully recovered in a thousand or hundred years."

Hearing this answer, Odin's face showed relief. He smiled and said, "That's great! Originally, I didn't want to bother you while you were recovering from your injuries, but Loki took the initiative to ask me to go to Asgard and planned to use the gods in Asgard to launch an offensive to test the strength of the Olympian gods.

However, just a few days ago, I suddenly noticed that Loki's Cosmo had vanished without a trace. And before that, when I secretly spied on the Asgard, I was surprised to discover that the God Warriors there were far more powerful than I had imagined. Two of them had even reached the eighth sense, the Alaya-vijnana, and the strength of the rest should not be underestimated either.

Undoubtedly, Odin, this immensely powerful being, possessed a vision and perspective far beyond the reach of ordinary humans. To him, only those peerless masters, possessing the eighth sense, the Alaya-vijnana, could command even the slightest attention and respect. As for the rest, they were as insignificant as ants, unable to enter his gaze, as profound as the vast starry sky. Therefore, when Odin mentioned these individuals, he offered only a few casual words before passing the subject over.

"What? The eighth sense, Alaya-vijnana? This...how could those humble mortals reach such a realm?" When Hodel heard this, an expression of disbelief suddenly appeared on his face, and his heart was filled with shock.

It should be noted that even at Hodel's peak, his strength was only comparable to the ninth human sense, the Avalokitesvara consciousness. However, since that devastating blow, his strength has plummeted, now falling below the ninth sense level and roughly equivalent to the peak state of the eighth sense, the Avalokitesvara consciousness.

"Yes! Even I was extremely surprised. I really didn't expect that the Celestial Palace could develop so rapidly. It's beyond imagination. I guess it must be because we were in seclusion for a long time and failed to take action in time to suppress those lowly mortals. This is why we are in this situation now."

However, Hodel frowned and said with confusion, "But that doesn't make sense! I clearly remember that back then, we were so determined to destroy all the precious texts on how to break through to the eighth sense, the Alaya consciousness, and above. Logically, they couldn't possibly know the secrets and methods contained therein. So, how did these mortals achieve such an almost impossible feat?"

At this point, Hodr couldn't help but take a deep breath, secretly pondering the strangeness of this. He slowly raised his head and looked at Odin, as if waiting for him to give a reasonable explanation.

Odin remained indifferent and replied calmly, "Hoder, nothing in this world is absolute. Even if we think we've done everything perfectly, there are bound to be some loopholes. Perhaps by chance, someone has discovered the key to a breakthrough, or perhaps some ancient tradition has not been completely lost. In short, now that things have come to this, there's no point in dwelling on it."

Hearing Odin's words, Hodel nodded thoughtfully, but a flicker of resentment still flickered in his eyes. A moment later, as if something had dawned on him, he said, "Oh! So that's how it is. Father God, have you summoned me this time to send me down to the lower realms to deal with those two powerful beings who have already entered the realm of the eighth sense, the Alaya-vijnana?" Hodel rubbed his hands, seeming eager to take action.