Saint Seiya Evil Skull

Hearing Hilda's words, Alberich, already distraught, felt a surge of inexplicable anger rising in his heart. He suddenly raised his head and responded with a dark expression:

"Hilda, Hilda, are you sure you're really here to comfort me? Why do I feel like you're here just to make me feel upset?"

Faced with Alberich's rude questioning, Hilda was stunned at first, and then, like a completely enraged rooster, he put his hands on his hips, glared at the other party with wide eyes, and retorted coquettishly:

"Hmph! Albelisi, you really don't know what's good for you! This Queen came here with good intentions to counsel you, and you actually treat me with such a nasty attitude? What on earth do you mean?"

For a moment, the atmosphere between the two became tense, as if a fierce quarrel might break out at any time.

"Ah! What are you doing? Bastard!" Albelisi stared at the unreasonable woman before him, secretly pondering his response. He wasn't one to back down easily, especially not when facing such an unreasonable opponent. So, without hesitation, he stood up and, with lightning speed, grabbed Hilda's slender waist and hugged her tightly.

The moment Hilda let out a startled cry, the once bustling conference room suddenly fell silent, leaving only the tense and ambiguous atmosphere between the two of them. Then, a rhythmic sound shattered the silence, like a passionate piece of music.

However, when everything was over, Hilda's face flushed red, and he glared at Alberich in anger, patting his shoulder hard and scolding him:

"Arubelisi, you bastard! You actually touched me like this in a public place like this in the conference room. Don't you know how to pay attention to your image? What if someone comes in and sees us?"

Facing Hilda's accusations, Alberich remained unconcerned. His thick skin seemed to have been cultivated to the point of being impervious to swords and guns. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a sly smile, and he responded nonchalantly:

"What are you afraid of? We're an old married couple. Even if someone sees us, what can we do? Besides, the entire Fairy Palace is our territory. I can do whatever I want wherever I want!"

After saying this, he deliberately hugged Hilda tightly and gave her a provocative look.

Moreover, even before we began our conversation, I had already carefully placed an extremely powerful barrier around this door. This barrier was powerful enough to ensure that no one other than the two of us could ever set foot in this room, let alone hear a single word of our conversation.

"Hmph! I don't want to bother with you." Hilda snorted and turned away with a look of disdain on her face. Her steps were unsteady, her body trembling slightly, like a candle in the wind, as she slowly walked away.

Albelisi stood quietly, watching Hilda's figure gradually recede. The profound conversation he had just had with Hilda had unconsciously lifted his previously heavy and depressed mood. While still filled with worry about the future, he also felt a sense of freedom and ease.

"Whatever happens! I want to see how capable that old fellow Odin is. Can he really wipe out our Albelici family in one fell swoop? Let's wait and see!" Albelici murmured to himself in a low voice, with an imperceptible fierceness flashing in his eyes.

In the following days, the entire Asgard was on alert, wary of anyone coming from Asgard.

Albelisi knew that to gain a foothold and rise in this world fraught with crises and challenges, he must constantly improve his own strength and deeply comprehend the mysterious power of rules. Among the many rules, the rules of fate and space were particularly important to him, arguably the most important.

The rules of fate seemed to be a warning beacon in his life, which had repeatedly warned him in advance when danger was quietly approaching.

It was with this keen perception that Albelisi was able to repeatedly escape danger and successfully overcome one difficulty after another. Each hint from fate was like a beacon in the darkness, illuminating his path and guiding him to avoid deadly traps.

The rules of space, however, endowed Alberich with a unique survival ability—escape. When faced with an invincible enemy, the rules of space became his magic weapon for survival.

However, the role of spatial rules goes far beyond this; the powerful destructive power they contain is equally astonishing. Compared to the rules of fate, Albelisi's understanding of spatial rules was obviously earlier and more profound.

Ever since Albelisi completely opened his heart, he suddenly felt that the heavy shackles that had been binding him seemed to have loosened a lot.

This spiritual liberation greatly elevated his state of mind, taking him a huge step forward. Although his actual strength had not increased significantly at this time, the improvement in his state of mind had invisibly accelerated the speed of his future cultivation.

Because of his lofty state of mind, he was able to better understand the essence of all things in the world and more efficiently absorb the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, thus achieving a rapid breakthrough in his cultivation. This was the great benefit brought by a profound state of mind!

A month later, in the distant and mysterious world of Asgard, within the solemn and majestic hall of the Odin Temple, sat the majestic God King Odin. With his eyes tightly closed, he sat upon his throne as quietly as an ancient sculpture.

Suddenly, Odin slowly stirred and slowly opened his single eye. At first, his gaze was filled with confusion and chaos, as if he had just emerged from a long dream. However, this confusion did not last long, and was soon replaced by an unwavering light.

It should be noted that Odin only took a month to awaken from his slumber. The reason for this swift awakening was that he was concerned about and looking forward to his son, Hodr, the god of darkness, and wanted to see with his own eyes whether this child, whom he had high hopes for, would bring him unexpected surprises.

After fully waking up, Odin took a deep breath and began to mobilize the powerful strength in his body.

Instantly, an invisible wave of energy spread outward from him, like ripples on a calm lake. Then, he unleashed his own microcosm, a vast, boundless, and boundless aura instantly filling the entire Odin Temple.

As time passed, Odin's relaxed expression gradually turned serious. His brows furrowed, his eyes blazing, as if he was sensing everything happening in the outside world through his inner universe.

Suddenly, his expression changed drastically, from solemn to extremely angry.

Odin, enraged, stretched out a massive hand and swung it forward fiercely. A dazzling flash of light flashed, and with a resounding boom, a massive hole was shattered into the solid ground before him. Debris flew everywhere, smoke and dust filled the air, and the entire Odin Temple trembled slightly.

"Who is it? Who is it?" Odin roared angrily, his voice deafening and echoing in the empty hall.

"First it was Loki, and now it's Hodr. Do you really think I'm dead? How dare you act so recklessly and kill me?" His anger burned as if it wanted to burn the whole world to ashes.

Then, a shocking scene unfolded! Odin's entire body erupted in a blazing, fiery light, as blazing and dazzling as a burning microcosm. His single remaining eye gleamed with an unfathomable radiance, as if it could penetrate the river of time and discern everything past and future.

Odin, the supreme god-king of the Aesir, is responsible for many important duties: prophecy, kingship, wisdom, healing, magic, poetry, war and death.

You know, Odin actually possesses powerful prophetic abilities, but using prophecy on other gods is an extremely difficult thing. In addition, his own injuries have not yet healed. If he forcibly uses prophecy, it will undoubtedly further aggravate his injuries.

Therefore, in all previous situations, Odin always tried his best to avoid using this power. Even the unfortunate death of Loki, the god of fire, did not motivate him to make up his mind to use prophecy. After all, for a being who has reached Odin's level, life and strength are extremely precious and need to be cherished.

However, when Odin learned that his only remaining beloved son, the dark god Hodr, had also met with an accident, he could no longer suppress the surging anger in his heart.

Odin felt that this was not only a provocation, but also a wanton trampling and contemptuous disregard of his own dignity.

The rage swept over like a raging tide, instantly breaking Odin's last line of patience, making him decide to use the forbidden prophecy at all costs, vowing to uncover the truth hidden behind and make the murderer pay a heavy price.

At the same time, Odin's eyes, as deep as the stars, flashed with rage. He tightly grasped Gungnir, the eternal spear in his hand, and thought to himself: Who is so bold as to dare to go against the powerful Aesir again and again!

Originally, Odin thought that even though Hodr was the main god, he was already dead, and the damage caused by his prophecy was still within his tolerance. However, Odin overestimated himself and underestimated his enemy...