Saint Seiya Evil Skull

Inside the cave, Arubelisi sat quietly on the ground, his eyes closed, a faint glow emanating from his body. After a long period of breathing and training, he had finally returned to peak form.

Only then did Alberich find the time and energy to take a good look at himself. He lowered his head to examine his Divine Battle Robe, and was pleasantly surprised to discover that it had undergone a significant transformation. While the original Divine Battle Robe was magnificent, it now seemed even more refined, covering a wider area, tightly enveloping his body. Furthermore, the color of the Divine Battle Robe had become even more translucent, like crystal, emitting a mysterious and captivating glow.

Alberich reached out and gently stroked the surface of the Divine Battle Armor, feeling its smooth yet tough texture. His heart was filled with joy, for this Divine Battle Armor was more than just an ordinary piece of armor; it was a symbol of his power. As the Divine Battle Armor evolved, he believed his own strength had also greatly increased.

Besides the Divine Battle Robe, Alberich also noticed a change in the Flaming Sword in his hand. The Flaming Sword, already powerful enough, had become more transparent, its blade flickering with faint flames, as if imbued with boundless power. Alberich gripped the Flaming Sword tightly, feeling a surge of powerful energy surge through him, bolstering his confidence.

Curious, Albelisi reached behind him and suddenly felt something moving there. He quickly turned and was surprised to see two enormous, pale blue wings slowly unfolding. These wings were incredibly beautiful, each feather gleaming with a faint light. Albelisi tried flapping his wings, and suddenly felt a powerful surge of air, lifting him off the ground.

Albelisi was filled with excitement, realizing that these wings granted him the ability to fly. He soared freely through the air, savoring the thrill of flight. He knew these wings would be a great aid in battle, allowing him to respond more flexibly to various situations.

Alberich left the cave and emerged into the outside world. He spread his wings and soared high, resonating with the Divine Battle Robe. As the Divine Battle Robe's light grew brighter, Alberich felt the microcosm within him ignite, and power surged forth.

Albelisi knew it was the divine blood from before that had taken effect. He didn't know whose divine blood it was, but he didn't know what had stimulated him in the spatial rift, causing it to completely evolve. It seemed the divine garment required not only divine blood but also some kind of stimulation to evolve. From this moment on, I, Albelisi, also possessed a divine garment. Haha... Anyway, this trip was a guaranteed win.

Arubelisi bounced lightly after landing, feeling a lightness and agility he'd never felt before. He realized his physical fitness had greatly improved, his strength, speed, and endurance had all leaped forward. It seemed like as long as he made it back alive, this trip would be a sure win.

Unbeknownst to him, at the moment Alberisi unleashed his Cosmo, in the temple of the Pure Land beyond the Wall of Sighs in the underworld, a young man with silver hair and silver eyes, unearthly handsome, was singing with beautiful fairies as usual, enjoying the elegant pleasures of the place. This was a hobby he had cultivated over the years, but suddenly, his brow furrowed, sensing something, and he muttered to himself, "Looks like a giant rat has arrived from the underworld. Is it a Saint?" This person was Thanatos, the God of Death.

This young man was none other than Thanatos, the god of death. He possessed immense power and an infinite lifespan, yet he remained ever curious and intrigued by humanity. At this moment, he sensed a faint but resolute cosmic fluctuation, emanating from Alberich's own.

Thanatos smiled slightly, a hint of disdain on his face. He thought to himself, "Hmph, another one of those presumptuous fellows who thinks he can challenge the majesty of our gods with his own strength? How ridiculous!" However, despite this thought, Thanatos decided to personally see the capabilities of this person who dared to enter the underworld.

Due to the distance and lack of previous contact with Albelis, Thanatos, the god of death, couldn't tell who it was. He slowly stood up, lowered his harp, and spoke to the air in front of him, "You felt it too, didn't you, Hypnos?"

"Yeah, an outsider entered the underworld. I seemed to feel the fluctuation of space before. He should have come at that time." The voice of Hypnos, the god of sleep, sounded from behind Thanatos. The face and body shape of this young man were exactly the same as those of the young man with silver eyes. The difference was that he had blond hair and golden eyes, and his expression looked more mature.

"Oh! What a hassle! It's all because those Hades warriors are still sealed. There's no one available in the Underworld for the time being, and now their Cosmos have vanished. Well, I'll go there myself! I'll spare them from wandering around and causing any more trouble, disturbing Lord Hades's sleep." Thanatos, the God of Death, said this, and prepared to go catch the mouse. He was incredibly tall, with perfectly proportioned features, and against the backdrop of his wide robes, he looked a bit ethereal.

"Don't delay too long!" Hypnos instructed. "By the way, I need to go to Mount Olympus to gather some support for the upcoming Holy War. You should behave yourself for the time being," Hypnos continued.

"I know, I know. Stop nagging me. I'm the older brother!" Thanatos emphasized, waving his hand. Upon hearing Hypnos was leaving, Thanatos's eyes flickered with excitement. He could finally get some peace and quiet. No one was going to control him anymore, so he could just go ahead and do what he wanted.

Of course, Albelisi didn't know that he was about to face an enemy more powerful than he had ever faced before.

After a period of adjustment, Albelisi had begun to understand and adapt to his new divine armor. He decided to leave and search for clues to determine his location. However, he was puzzled by the strange emptiness and silence of the underworld. He wandered through the vast land for a long time without encountering a single figure, not even the faintest trace of a soul. This state of mind made him sigh, "This underworld is so vast and sparsely populated!" It was as if he was the only one left in the world, wandering alone.

Speaking of the eighth sense, there are strict requirements. You must completely let go of all obsessions and experience death before it can be awakened. Please note that it is possible, not certain.

Despite having previously engaged in fierce battles with the god warriors in Asgard, facing numerous life-or-death crises, Alberich still failed to grasp the true meaning of the microcosm. Yet, this experience of death felt so real, as if etched deep within his soul. Even now, recalling it, he could still feel a dull ache in his body, a feeling he couldn't explain. However, he suspected it might be connected to his previous encounter with death.

Alberisi already possessed the powerful strength of the seventh sense, manas, and after experiencing death, he naturally broke through the barrier and successfully elevated his microcosm to the eighth sense. At the same time, his understanding of the microcosm also surpassed manas and entered the realm of alaya consciousness.

However, it's important to note that Alberich's eighth sense, the Alaya-vijnana, entered and then temporarily exited. This is similar to Saint Seiya and Shiryuu in the original story, who were also able to temporarily enter the eighth sense under the influence of death and with the help of Athena's power. In contrast, Alberich's breakthrough was too rapid, resulting in an unstable state.

However, if he diligently cultivates, he can still regain the state of the eighth sense. After all, he has already crossed the threshold and experienced it. It's just that his body was too weak at the time, and his self-protection mechanism instinctively activated, preventing him from maintaining the eighth sense for long. It's like a person who once climbed a mountain, but for various reasons, had to temporarily leave. When he wants to climb again, although there will be some difficulties, he already knows the way to the summit.

As for when he could return, Albelisi himself wasn't sure, only that it wouldn't be long. After all, Albelisi's body had recovered. All that remained was to find the door to the eighth sense and open it. This process would require some time and effort.