Saint Seiya, but Athena who disobeys?

Tenkai was the first to sense something, and just as he was about to use his supernatural powers to teleport to another part of this country, this overlapping Netherworld reversed and sealed off space.

"Princess, you...!" Monk Tianhai stared in disbelief at his friend of four hundred years, unable to believe that she had betrayed him at this crucial moment. But her face also showed astonishment. "It wasn't me...!"

A massive shadow tore through the dome; it was a winged serpent, a human-faced owl flapping its wings. This eternal courtyard had been sealed off from the inside and outside by enormous dragon-serpent beasts. And among these hideous divine beasts, a white-robed girl holding a winged staff slowly appeared.

“Athena, it really is you.” Princess Liulitong was the first to realize the problem.

The palpitations she felt during this period, and the deep darkness that even she, as the ancestor of gods, could not fathom, could only be understood by the more primordial Earth Mother Goddess, or even a goddess among the Earth Mother Goddesses who wielded the power of the dark and secret night.

Tenkai, who was trying to escape, was already wrapped around the waist by the giant snake. He could break free, but looking at the goddess's merciless and cruel eyes, he knew that if he made any rash moves, he would only be met with a storm of attacks.

The monk Tianhai, his face contorted with anguish, softly chanted Buddhist mantras. Fortunately, the terrifying Earth Mother Goddess wasn't targeting him. Princess Liuli Tong also realized this. She watched Athena slowly approaching her, the grass and trees growing beneath her feet, but the power vanished in the next instant.

“You won’t even try to resist me, you won’t even try to struggle,” Athena said.

“Because I have always been a woman who runs away when faced with choices, I naturally cannot compare with Your Majesty of Bright Eyes.” Princess Liuli Tong looked at the valiant female war goddess in front of her. “But I will not submit to you. It’s just a matter of returning to mythology.”

“If you really wanted to return to mythology, you should have done so long ago. The only reason you remain in this world is because you still have unfulfilled wishes and people you want to face but dare not confront.” Athena bluntly exposed her lie. “Right now, the only person you can rely on is Susanoo, who is currently fighting with my beloved Pegasus in the Izumo region.”

Princess Liulitong was stunned for a moment, but did not offer any explanation.

"Then let's make a bet. As fellow Earth Mothers, you should still have that pride, right?" Athena said calmly.

"Are you betting on who will win or lose?" Princess Liuli Tong smiled. "Even so, I..."

Athena raised her hand with a hint of disdain, revealing ten slender fingers.

Coincidentally, as if by telepathy, the Saint Seiya also struck the same pose in the mist of San'in-no-Tsuka.

Although they arrived in their full form, and although they unleashed their full power through a sneak attack, the brilliance of the Saints still stood after the mist dissipated.

Was it lightning speed, a keen mind, or had he seized some kind of powerful defensive ability from the goddess of the South Seas? Susanoo cautiously circled the Saints, waiting for an opportunity to exploit any openings before unleashing a fatal blow.

Although He descended in His full form, He remained extremely cautious of the god-slaying demon before Him. This god-slayer named Seiya still possessed a fortitude that He could not fathom. If the other party were not so aggressive, He might have chosen to retire to the underworld and rule the country with Him, or... temporarily hand it over to Him to rule.

The opponent's sudden outstretched hand gesture sent alarm bells through Susanoo's head. Was this the starting stance for some kind of deadly attack?

"Ten." Saint Seiya spread his hands, then clenched them into a fist.

"You think you can defeat me within ten moves?" Susanoo laughed angrily. "You born evil, god-slaying brat, watch me..."

Before Susanoo could finish speaking, he forced back the mouthful of blood he was about to swallow. His lower face was disfigured, and Saint Seiya was already upon him. Susanoo could even feel the overwhelming pressure emanating from him.

"Nine." Susanoo's eyes narrowed. Not ten moves? Ten seconds?!

This is outrageous! Susanoo was enraged, enraged like never before. His fury turned into a storm, changing the color of the sky and causing the sea to surge with waves.

But the dazzling golden light masked his rage, as if a sun had risen before him. Susanoo was caught completely off guard; the Ame no Habakiri he had just raised felt a sharp pain in his wrist as the armor on his entire right arm shattered! His bones groaned as the Ame no Habakiri spun and slipped from his grasp! All of this happened in a fraction of a second.

But the Ame no Habakiri landed in his left hand the instant it was drawn. "Susanoo is here, leading a thousand evil gods to seize the country. A thousand swords stand on the earth, using them as shields against the enemy. All the swords are lost, yet Susanoo defeats the Yamata no Orochi. The swordsman of the gods, this is the so-called Ame no Habakiri! It is the steel of ten thousand swords! The divine blade's power shines brilliantly! One strike reveals unparalleled dominance!" A similarly dazzling golden light covered the world. With this powerful weapon in hand, he believed he still held the advantage. As for that incredible speed punch just now… well, he'd change the arena, letting a more demanding fighting environment restrict his opponent.

"Eight." Susanoo's vision was completely enveloped in gold. At this moment, hell descended.

Susanoo's divine blood rained down from the sky; he was no longer aware of his own existence. Saint Seiya ignited his cosmos, and beneath his fist, Susanoo was nothing more than a mochi encased in armor. There were no fancy moves, only—Pegasus Light Speed ​​Fist!

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First of all, thank you to all the readers for your support. Special thanks to the enthusiastic citizens Xiao Cai, zccc, Don't be a coward, Rantrue, Rangyu, nephilim, Colonizer, wse, You're Called Round Table Knight, Xiao Huanyu, and other brothers for their generous donations, monthly tickets, and recommendation votes.

This book was actually a reluctant creation from the start, because the author is almost thirty years old. He hadn't even watched *The Girl in the Band*, and his only gaming experience was a short, half-year-long dabbling in the original series. He hadn't played *Arknights*, *Honkai Impact 3rd*, or *Arcane Warriors*. But what could he do if he still wanted to write a book on the cat forum? So he simply picked and chose from his favorite older anime series. With a suggestion from an old friend, this book, *Saint Seiya, But Not Athena?*, was born.

I'm also very grateful to the readers and some author friends for their corrections; the results were surprisingly good. Since this is a genre I'm good at, although my typing speed still isn't great, the writing process was quite smooth, and I made it all the way to publication.

Since the author is still a full-time accountant, all I can say is that I'll try to update as often as possible after the book is published. There should be three chapters today (but it will be a little late), and three or four chapters on Saturday and Sunday depending on the situation. I'll consider opening up bounties later when things get easier. Finally, thank you all for your support. If you like it, please subscribe! Love you all!

Chapter 58: The Warrior Who Slays Gods (Seeking First Subscription)

The first three seconds were merely time for Susanoo to react; it was the Saint's mercy. It was only in the seventh second that true hell descended upon Susanoo.

His defensive armor shattered, his wrist guards and sleeves burst open, his Ame no Habakiri was completely out of his grasp, and even the sandalwood and dovetail plates on his chest were crushed into Susanoo's chest by his fists. All the armor and weapons that he was so proud of were destroyed.

He desperately called upon the distant Kusanagi, but even with his many powers, he couldn't retaliate. The seventh countdown began, and his body no longer belonged to him. Susanoo possessed unprecedented power, and a thousand years of history allowed him to govern mythology, but... but... that fierce will ravaged his tormented body in the form of light.

The powers of storms, the powers of the underworld, the powers of the sea god, the powers of thunder, the powers of eclipses, the powers of Kagura… the powers of hunting, the powers of exorcising demons, the powers of slaying demons, the powers of slaying dragons and serpents. None of them could work at this moment. With five seconds left in the countdown, the Saint Seiya had already broken His limbs. When the fourth second arrived, Ama no Kusanagi, who had reached Mach 29, a speed close to sub-divine speed, was slammed into the ground with a single punch.

This is the Pegasus Light Speed ​​Fist, an advanced version of the Pegasus Meteor Fist. The characteristic of this move is that each punch is more destructive than the previous one. With the increase in the number of times it is used, its power can theoretically be increased to an infinite value. It is the essence of materializing fighting spirit, and Seiya's inextinguishable fighting spirit is the fundamental reason why this move can infinitely increase its power.

At this moment, the Saint Seiya trampled on Susanoo's chest, forcing him to his knees. His light-speed punch had long since shattered Susanoo's armor and pride, revealing his unconscious, vacant face. This powerful ruler of Japan for a thousand years had never imagined he would lose so utterly and so desperately before stepping onto the battlefield. From the moment the countdown began, all he saw before him was a purgatory of light.

Compared to the physical pain, the mental torment inflicted by the countdown was far more agonizing for Susanoo.

Behind him, the dazzling sun shone brightly. The Saint looked down at the evil god, his dark brown eyes devoid of warmth. Although three seconds remained, there was no longer any need to continue the fight.

"Your words have almost exhausted my patience. As a declaration, they are appalling, and as a last word, they are not much better." This was the first and last sentence of the Saint Seiya in this battle.

A disobedient god devoid of madness, or a heroic god with a strong personal character. Even with all his power, he is still just a figurehead.

As if in a final burst of energy before death, Susanoo's blood-stained eyes gazed at the Saints. His lips moved, but no one could understand the ambiguous words he spoke. The sunlight overhead was gentle, the bamboo forest of the mountain swayed, seagulls rose and fell on the cliff edge, and the primordial hero lay on the ground, looking up at the sky as if gazing at the more distant Takamagahara.

"Master Monk, what's going on?" Princess Liulitong asked her friend in a very soft voice.

“I can’t see either. My spiritual vision is not as good as yours, but I think… it’s over.” Monk Tianhai put his hands together and closed his eyes.

At Shanyin Pass, the battle of gods came to an end.

First, Susanoo's arms crumbled. His entire divine body was like porcelain that had been fired incorrectly, riddled with cracks, from his limbs to his body to his head... Golden light bursting from within slowly illuminated the earth. As the decaying divine body disintegrated again into a vast magical power, accompanied by Pandora's soft laughter, at this moment, Susanoo, who had only been in a non-conforming state for ten minutes, returned to mythology.

They can't see the light or the process, but they can see the result.

"Fifty years in the human world are like a fleeting dream compared to the heavenly realm. How can one who enjoys this fleeting life ever live forever? If one does not wish to know this Bodhi seed, how can one be subject to birth and death and drifting along the current?" At this moment in Tokyo, Saya-miya Kaoru, who was fortunate enough to witness this divine battle through spiritual vision, recited the death poem of the Noh play "Atsumori".

This sacred scene evoked a complex mix of emotions in many people, including the official history compilation committee, the Onmyō-e (Yin-Yang Bureau), and the Shinto shrine. Not everyone among them was a fanatical believer in the Emperor, but whether they were overjoyed or deeply moved, some were ecstatic, some were apprehensive, and some were furious.

But in the end, they all realized an undeniable fact.

Fusang has become a different place.

In the darkness, Saint Seiya seemed to hear the symphony of steel axes turning. He quickly realized that this was Pandora's god-killing ritual, the ultimate secret ceremony to seize the power of defeated, disobedient gods as sacrifices.

But why was I able to hear it this time?

Soon, Seiya discovered the biggest change since he killed the Eastern God of War: his Seventh Sense.

At this moment, the ever-changing clouds in the sky, the swaying bamboo forest, and the fluttering dragonflies all stopped moving. The consciousness belonging to Saint Seiya was accelerating... 10 times, 50 times, 100 times, 100 times!

Above the five senses lies the sixth sense, and the seventh sense is the essence of the microcosm. In the real world, some scientists believe that certain organisms may possess a clock-like structure that can both instinctively respond to external stimuli and consciously determine whether the organism should perform certain actions purposefully and systematically.

What is time awareness? Let's start with a simple example: A paratrooper jumps from an airplane at an altitude of 8,000 meters, plummeting towards the ground like a heavy stone. In two minutes and twenty-two seconds, he descends 7,900 meters, and only pulls the pin to open his parachute when he is just 200 meters from the ground, landing safely. If he had opened the parachute two or three seconds later, it would have been too late, and he would have been smashed to pieces. So, what prompted him to open the parachute in time?

That is the sense of time, or time perception.

In a daze, the Saints sensed that the mythical power belonging to Susanoo, symbolizing the power of mythology, was turning from the usurping disc. Depending on the compatibility, and according to their own consciousness and needs, one of these powers would become their own.

Sword King Tony tends to favor simple and powerful power combinations, while Marquis Voban has a richer power system. The Swift Prince focuses on designing mechanisms to counterattack enemies, and Lady Aisha's power is somewhat bizarre. But regardless of who it is, a ritual that a god-slayer cannot normally interfere with is, at this moment… Seiya's consciousness transcends his body and mind to observe the operation of this ultimate ritual, until a golden light appears within the disc.

—Eek! The Golden Legend!

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Chapter 59: Power and Ability, the Great Power of the Sun Shines (Seeking First Subscription)

In the center of that golden disc is the sun, hiding behind the rock wall and looking down upon the world.

With the gods as offerings, the miraculous ritual perfectly transferred this power to the seventh god-slaying hero, Seiya, through reincarnation and rewriting.

Feeling the new power gradually filling his body, Seiya was a little surprised, "It's actually the power of the solar eclipse?"

Power and ability, the great power manifested by the sun, or the sun of the Heavenly Rock House.

Ama-no-Iwato is a place in Japanese mythology. Legend has it that after Susanoo went to Takamagahara (the Plain of Heaven), he caused trouble everywhere, enraging his sister Amaterasu, who decided to imprison herself in Ama-no-Iwato, causing the entire world to lose its light. The gods of Takamagahara then sang and danced outside Ama-no-Iwato, offering him the Yata no Kagami (Eight-Span Mirror) and the Yasakani no Magatama (Eight-Span Magnificent Jewel). Ama-no-Iwato then danced, revealing her snow-white breasts and pink navel.

And so the gods began to dance the Ame-no-Tsurugi dance before the cave. Amaterasu, curious about what was happening outside, opened a crack in the Ame-no-Tsurugi cave to peek in. Ame-no-Tsurugi took the opportunity to pull Amaterasu out of the cave, and the world was restored to light.

Putting aside the vulgar content, some say the story originates from a solar eclipse following Himiko's death; in order to restore the sun's light, ancient Japanese people would hold lively song and dance ceremonies to pray for the sun goddess Amaterasu to reappear. This is said to be the beginning of the history of Japanese Kagura.

However, for Pegasus Saint Seiya, the power of Sunburst Manifestation was second only to the power of Kusanagi no Taisho (Great Sword of the Sora). He hadn't expected to succeed, as he realized his mistake a little too late.

Although Susanoo's stance in battle against him possessed numerous powers, most of them were powers that Saint Seiya didn't really need. Powers like lightning, martial prowess, and steel capable of slaying dragons and serpents were fine, but things like storms, Kagura, and predation were basically useless. And if it were the power of the sea god, he couldn't very well use Blue Silver Grass to entangle him, could he?

If the type of power that is usurped is closely related to the personality and needs of the god-slayer, after two rounds of god-slaying, he gradually realized that the power he would gain would mostly be closer to the original Saint Seiya system.

And the power he wielded was now manifest in Rizhao.

The first effect is similar to the power of Martial Venerable Luo Hao, "The Heavens Are Dead," which consumes a large amount of magical power (a collective term for all extraordinary powers) to trigger a solar eclipse. The second effect is the combat technique—Solar Flare.

Its effect is extremely simple yet incredibly powerful: it converts the enemy's attack into light, which is then used to retaliate. However, currently it can only withstand energy attacks that it can withstand.

However, this is only the initial state. As one's own powers are developed or as the victory feedback of the God of War powers is obtained, it will naturally be able to acquire related combat techniques, or new effects similar to the powers of Greedy Wolves and Sun-Devouring Beast.

However, Seiya had a nagging feeling that if he were to unite with the white horse stored in the Prometheus Tablet, perhaps… it would produce a result that would delight him. Perhaps… it was a characteristic of his Cloth.

Oh right, Seiya suddenly remembered. His Prometheus Tablet was still there...!

Beyond this realm, on the other side of Japan, lies the Guladou Foundation.

The purple-haired girl mailed out the seventh letter she had prepared during this period of time.

Saori Kido rubbed her eyes; she'd been exhausted lately. The affairs of the Gradu Foundation, the upcoming Galaxy Tournament, and the premonition of darkness engulfing the world—all of this had left her utterly drained. But occasionally, in her dreams, she'd vaguely see the figure of a boy throwing a punch towards the ocean.

The boy gradually overlapped with the stubborn figure from six years ago, and it was because of this that Saori Kido felt that the other person was not dead, but was still living in another corner of the world.

Grandpa once told me that if you have hope, miracles will happen.

As the head of the Graduation Foundation, the world's largest conglomerate, Saori Kido did not waste the foundation's resources on searching. Instead, she used a rather simple method: she entrusted the envelope to owls in the night so that they could deliver it to Saint Seiya.

This time, she suddenly felt one of her owls disappear.

She wasn't angry; instead, a look of joy appeared on her face. "This is...!"

Birds symbolize traversing distances, and owls are messengers that deliver messages.

In the Netherworld, both the religious leader, Tenkai, and Princess Ruri-tō, the progenitor of the priestesses, bowed their heads after witnessing Susanoo's brutal destruction. Their current mission is to assist the god-slaying Pegasus Seiya in gently controlling this land.

Although, in Athena's opinion, those remnants of the Emperor's faction who refused to accept reality and tried to raise the banner of rebellion might as well all become part of the night, she dismissed the idea when she thought of Pegasus's gentle nature.

Give them as many chances as possible, and if they still don't listen, then let them die.

But at that moment, as if sensing something, she suddenly raised her head, and as her will covered the dim yellow sky, a small owl with a vertical stripe on its belly landed on her arm. Athena reached out and gently stroked the owl's head; this was a spirit beast belonging to Athena.

But it's not hers; is there another goddess releasing an owl in the night?

Athena, surprised, took the letter from the owl's beak and read its contents expressionlessly. Then, she gently slipped it into the darkness and disappeared.

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Naples is one of the few major cities in Italy, and it is also a port city, a popular tourist destination.

The view from the high platform is actually quite beautiful.

Bathed in the gentle sunlight, the Bay of Naples shimmers with a deep blue light; the port of Santa Lucia; and countless ancient buildings. The cityscape, one of the world's three greatest night views, is illuminated by a variety of lights. Looking eastward, one can see the majestic Mount Vesuvius rising ten kilometers away.

"Huh? Huh?!!" Erica, who was preparing to board a plane to Japan to follow the king she had once served, looked at the enormous object in the sky in astonishment.

While to ordinary people without talent it may be nothing more than a dark cloud hovering in the sky, in the eyes of magicians it is a sacred and powerful dragon. This most supreme divine beast is merely a sacrifice to another, more revered and sacred being.

As the King of Swords' brilliance cleaved through the dragon and serpent, the true hero and god were revealed to the world.

Amidst a great battle, the Sword King Tony vanished without a trace, and the sacred white-robed hero also disappeared into the sky.

For some reason, Erica felt a tremor in her heart. This was not without reason, because the direction in which the white-robed hero had disappeared was precisely the Sanctuary ruled by the Saint Seiya she was about to follow.

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P.S.: The next chapter should be tomorrow morning.

Chapter 60: The Fourth Generation God King is none other than Stella!

Off the coast of Naples, Italy, almost all cruise ships, and even fishing boats, were requisitioned and swept across every stretch of sea.

All they knew was that an extremely distinguished figure had fallen into the sea. Whoever managed to pull him out would be set for life for generations. But only a very few magicians who knew the inside story were aware that their beloved Magic King had disappeared yet again.

The king's steward, Andrei, was also standing on the deck of the cruise ship. He wasn't too worried about his king's safety.