Saint Seiya Evil Skull

Seeing Albelisi's brazen attack, how could those anxious people, already unable to contain themselves, sit idly by? They all rubbed their hands, eager to join the battle and lend a hand.

The burly Jegufried took the lead and rushed towards the direction of Hodel like an arrow.

At the same time, Mi Yimei quickly pulled out her exquisite harp and deftly plucked the strings, unleashing her most powerful lullaby. The melodious, yet profound, melody, like an invisible net, enveloped Hodel, attempting to completely deprive him of resistance.

In a flash, the first attacker, Jagufried, was already close to Hodel, who was struggling to stand up. He flashed and moved behind Hodel like a ghost, and his strong and powerful arms suddenly stretched out and locked Hodel's body tightly.

At this time, Hodel, who was seriously injured, was already very weak. Under the influence of Mi Yimei's extremely lethal lullaby, his consciousness gradually became blurred, and he fell into a short state of confusion.

At that precise moment, Alberich arrived at the scene. His expression was stern, his eyes flashing with cold light. Without hesitation, he drew the dazzling sword of light from his own mystical space. Looking at Hodel, who was being held captive by Jagufrid and in a trance, Alberich's lips curled up slightly, revealing a cold and ruthless smile.

Then, he suddenly exerted force with his feet, leaped up, and the sword of light in his hand, wrapped in the force of thunder, chopped straight down at Hodel.

At this critical moment, Hodel finally realized that fatal danger was approaching him.

However, it was too late. As he watched in horror, Albelisi's sword of light slashed through the air with lightning speed, leaving behind an incomparably sharp blade of light.

There was a crisp "crack" sound, and Hodel's bloody head rolled to the ground. A column of scarlet blood shot up into the sky and splashed all around. The scene was bloody and tragic.

In an instant, a stream of scarlet blood gushed out from Hodel's fragile neck like a torrent bursting through a dam, splashing on Jegufri's body, instantly dyeing his body red.

However, at this moment, Jegufried was completely unaware of this, because he had never expected that in this brief moment, Hodel's blood seemed to have life, flowing silently into his heart and being quickly absorbed by him.

You know, this miraculous scene just made up for the only flaw in Jagufri's immortal body. However, all this is just afterthought.

At this moment, having witnessed Balder's death, Jegufrid unhesitatingly released his arms from the tight embrace he had held on Hodel, and with a flash of his body, he quickly retreated. Without support, Hodel's body, like a puppet with its strings cut, fell straight to the ground with a dull thud.

At the same time, Albelisi grasped the sword of light that shone with brilliant light in both hands, raised it high, and then stabbed it into Hodel's heart with lightning speed.

Then, he twisted his powerful palms hard, and with a horrifying cracking sound, Hodel's source of energy was completely destroyed, and not even a trace of remaining life remained.

Not long after, Hagen, Frodi and other god warriors hurried to the place. When they saw the horrific corpse of Hodel, they were all dumbfounded and looked at each other with disbelief on their faces.

Could it be that they had so easily slain Hodr, the Dark God and son of Odin, the Aesir King? Were the legendary gods so weak? Could they be killed so easily?

Those who had previously held awe and fear in the gods now gained a deeper understanding of them due to what was unfolding before their eyes. It turned out that the gods weren't as powerful and mysterious as imagined, and their advantages over mortals might not be unattainable. Everyone stared silently at Hodel's lifeless body, a deep silence descending upon them.

In this silence, Heracles, with his sharp eyesight and swift movements, sprang into action as fast as lightning. It was unknown where he had found a worn-out bowl, but he rushed to Hodel's body like the wind and placed the bowl underneath without hesitation, catching the continuously flowing crimson blood.

After seeing this, the other warriors woke up from their dreams and began to imitate Heracles. For a moment, the scene became chaotic, and everyone rushed to get a piece of the pie.

"Damn it! I was so busy daydreaming that I forgot about the important things. I even let that reckless guy Hercules get the upper hand!" someone shouted in frustration.

Albelisi looked at Heracles and his companions, who were swarming in behind him, and couldn't help but feel an indescribable sense of helplessness. "These guys aren't working hard, but when it comes to grabbing the credit, they all run faster than rabbits! I'm fighting bloody battles in the front, risking my life, and in the end, they're just picking up the spoils easily in the back!"

Although Albelis was dissatisfied in many ways, he did not stop the actions of the God Warriors.

After all, this was what they had agreed upon before. Hagen, Heracles and the others planned to rely on Hodel's divine blood to see if they could evolve their God Warriors into divine clothes!

Blocking someone’s progress is equivalent to killing their parents!

Albelisi still planned to rely on the gods to help him fight for his life! He would not interfere, especially since it would be a waste to leave Hodel's body there. It would be better to recycle it and let Hagen and the others have a wish. Maybe it would really come true someday!

In the end, in full view of everyone, Hodel's body was brutally dismembered by the gods' warriors.

This once arrogant and conceited god of darkness ended his life in an extremely tragic way.

You said if you had known this would happen, why did you do it in the first place?

If Hodr hadn't been so arrogant today, Alberich wouldn't have killed him. After all, above him was his father, the God King Odin.

Perhaps, even when his father Odin placed high hopes on him, he never expected that he would end up like this.

Of course, it is hard to say how Odin felt after learning that his only son had died. After all, the death of Hodr also meant that the Aesir could no longer threaten his existence!

And in the distant and mysterious Asgard, the supreme god Odin once again fell into a deep and long sleep.

This great god was completely unaware that his beloved son, the dark god Hodr, whom he personally sent to Asgard, was beheaded by Albelis shortly after arriving at Asgard Fairy Palace.

Initially, according to Odin's assumption, even with Hodr's exceptional abilities and strength, it would still take time to gather the rebellious warriors in Asgard. Furthermore, Asgard currently contained two supremely powerful individuals whose strength had reached the realm of the eighth sense, Alaya-vijnana.

Because of this, Odin chose to sleep peacefully without any worries, and only wanted to check the progress of Hodel's mission after a while.

However, as the saying goes, "Man proposes, God disposes", things in the world are always unpredictable, and plans can never keep up with changes.

Who could have imagined that his brave and fearless son, Hodr, would be so impatient, so obsessed with quickly taking control of Asgard and achieving his grand goal of unifying the world, that he would actually try to suppress everyone with his own might, attempting to use this simple and crude method to make Asgard bow down to him?

It’s a pity that Hodel overestimated his own abilities and seriously underestimated the strength and will to resist of the people in Asgard.

The consequences of this misjudgment were undoubtedly catastrophic, and ultimately led to his tragic death!