Saint Seiya Evil Skull

Seeing that neither the blood of Saori Kido nor Andreas Reese had any effect on his divine armor, Albelisi became a little anxious, "This shouldn't be right, what's the problem? Or do I have to wait for the plot to begin and need the bonus of the plot!" Albelisi, who was confused, tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

"You can do it once, twice, but not three times. I don't believe it." Alubelisi suddenly sat up from the bed and shouted. After that, Alubelisi immediately got up from the bed, changed his clothes, and prepared to go out.

Originally, Arubelici was ready to give up, thinking to himself: "Forget it, let's go back first. This operation has failed. I will look for another opportunity later." However, just as he turned to leave, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

He thought of another enemy of Asgard—Poseidon, the Sea King. This culprit who caused the war between the Sanctuary and Asgard might have been released by the Sea Dragon Sea Warrior, Garlon.

"How could I have forgotten this?" Alberich slapped his forehead in self-reproach. "I was so focused on Athena and Loki that I overlooked this important enemy."

He realized that the soul of Poseidon, the king of the sea, was now living in Julian, the heir of the Greek shipping king. And all this was happening right under the nose of the Sanctuary.

"Haha! How ridiculous!" Alberich couldn't help but laugh out loud. "Poseidon thrives right under the nose of the Sanctuary, and even receives its protection in disguise. We in Asgard can only watch in silence."

The more he thought about it, the funnier it seemed to him, and at the same time he felt regret for his previous negligence.

After some reflection, Albelis decided to change his strategy. He realized that although Poseidon had been freed from the seal for some time, his strength had not yet fully recovered. Currently, he, like Athena, was in a deep sleep. As long as he was not given excessive stimulation, he would not be awakened.

"It seems I need to adjust my plan," Arubelisi muttered to himself. "I can't just rush forward like before. I need to adopt a more steady and long-term approach."

Greece isn't actually that far from Northern Europe; Europe itself isn't very large, after all. If you were to travel in a straight line, the two would be even closer. I hadn't expected there was a powerful god hiding so close to me: Poseidon, the Sea King and brother of Zeus, the King of the Olympians. And in the future, Poseidon would use Nepal and the ring to control his wife, Hilda. What kind of behavior was that? Wasn't that a provocation? It wouldn't be unreasonable to charge him some interest in advance! After coming up with a bunch of excuses, I went to prepare the tools for the crime.

Actually, there wasn't much to prepare. Just bandages, syringes, and blood collection tubes—hmm! This time, he also brought a bottle of anesthetic and a towel. After preparing his tools, as night fell and all was still, Alubelisi quietly infiltrated Julian's estate. The estate showcased the wealth of the shipping magnate's family, far surpassing his own estate in both size and decor. However, Alubelisi didn't harbor any jealousy or envy. He had only one goal: to draw blood.

He effortlessly found the largest and most well-lit room in the manor. When he pushed open the door, he saw Julian, soundly asleep. Cautiously, he approached the bed, a towel soaked in anesthetic in his hand. He gently placed it over Julian's mouth and nose, ensuring he wouldn't wake.

Next, Alubelisi expertly began his "work." He took out a long, thin needle, inserted the tip into Julian's vein, and drew two large tubes of fresh blood. The blood flowed down the tubes into the collection tubes Alubelisi had brought with him, the bright red color particularly dazzling in the darkness.

Alubelisi's movements were gentle and cautious, knowing full well that Poseidon couldn't detect any abnormality. After all, if this powerful god were to lose his temper, the consequences would be disastrous. Once he had collected enough blood, Alubelisi quickly gathered his tools and left Julian's room. The entire process went incredibly smoothly, without even alerting Poseidon. This gave Alubelisi a sense of relief, but even more so, the thrill of revenge.

After leaving Julian's manor, Alberich quickly returned to Asgard. Upon entering the palace, he eagerly placed the tube containing Julian's fresh blood on his Skull God Suit. As the blood slowly flowed down, this time, Julian's blood was quickly absorbed by Alberich's God Suit. Alberich felt that Julian's blood donation had some effect. After all, he had never seen the God Suit absorb anyone's blood so quickly before. So, Julian wasn't such a bad guy after all? Wasn't he actually quite helpful?

If Julian knew, he would definitely call Arubelisi a "shameless bastard!"

From that day on, every three to five days, Albelis would run to Julian's bedroom to complete his passive blood donation mission. And Julian, still a child? Though young, he was, after all, the body chosen by Poseidon, the god of the sea, and therefore possessed exceptional intelligence despite his youth. However, he had recently been troubled by a strange phenomenon—he found himself having the same nightmare every few days. Whenever he awoke from it, Julian felt an indescribable fatigue and weakness, as if all his energy had been drained. To make matters worse, he would occasionally experience a stabbing pain in his arm, causing him to frown.

One day, Julian accidentally lifted his sleeve and was surprised to find numerous tiny pinholes on his arm. Although tiny, these pinholes were densely distributed on his arm, giving him a terrifying appearance. Julian was shocked and realized that something might be wrong. As a child of a large family, he knew a little about the dark side of his family. Therefore, he did not tell anyone about this, not even his doctor.

Until one day, the doctor told him that he was suffering from anemia. Suddenly, Julian realized that this was all because someone was secretly drawing his blood at night. This idea made him shudder, and he began to wonder if there really was such a mysterious "vampire" around him.

Poisoned, Julian now viewed everyone in the manor with suspicion, seeing them as villains. Who had drawn my blood at night? Who could I trust in the manor? Trapped in suspicion, Julian's mental stress grew, and his health showed no improvement. This worried the servants at the manor. One servant suggested that Julian be admitted to a hospital in Athens for examination, but Julian refused, fearing the dangers of being in an unfamiliar environment. Therefore, he insisted on staying at the manor, requesting the servants bring him more blood-boosting beef, mutton, and sea cucumbers.

Similarly, Julian, who was deeply afraid of having his blood stolen at night, was actually most afraid of sleeping. He always wanted to see who was trying to harm him. However, due to excessive blood loss, Julian was weak and easily sleepy. So until the end, Julian did not see who was stealing his blood...

More than a month passed like this, and Alubelsi finally finished collecting Julian's blood. Alubelsi felt that if he continued to collect blood, Julian would be ruined. Now the Asgardian's divine armor had been poured with Julian's blood by Alubelsi, and collecting blood anymore would not be of much use. If it were not for providing research materials for Fafnir, Alubelsi would have died a few days ago.

Albelis had actually thought about this problem before. He wondered whether he should take this opportunity to get rid of the hosts of Poseidon, Athena and others. After all, these gods were in a weak state at this time.

However, after careful consideration, he ultimately decided to abandon this plan. While killing them would be easy, even trivial, it wouldn't truly threaten Poseidon and Athena's existence. Even if their hosts died, it would only delay their arrival on Earth, not completely eliminate them. Furthermore, if Albelici actually killed them, the gods might choose a different host next time, and Albelici wouldn't be able to predict or control these new variables. Therefore, maintaining the status quo was more advantageous for him.

Currently, Poseidon and Athena's hosts were under Albelis's surveillance, and he had a clear understanding of the situation. Furthermore, since he was familiar with the plot, he was fully prepared. Blood sampling was a crucial step, and he firmly believed it would teach the gods a profound lesson.