Saint Seiya, but Athena who disobeys?

There is a wonderful balance between beautiful lines and volume, and Stella, as a goddess of beauty, has the highest level in this respect.

Stella realized what was about to happen and forced a smile, trying to say something flattering, but the next moment Seiya grabbed her by the throat and pinned her to the bed.

"Stella, you shouldn't have provoked me with this innocent foolishness in the first place. Undoubtedly, Seiya, who is compassionate and has restrained all his domineering aura, might have let you go. But this time, you deliberately made me unleash my suppressed ferocity... Foolish fellow, you have awakened the true Saint!"

Eya! Seiya knocked the goddess to the ground so he could make her a human slave... Kiyoshuin Ena suddenly realized this.

Stella still struggled unwillingly, but for her to fight against the Saints was like a mortal conquering the heavens. Seiya slipped his tongue into her mouth, the first touch surprising her, causing her body to stiffen, but Seiya continued his assault without a care. Thus, the magical path between him and the God of Love was completed—the path of communication was finished.

Soon, Ena Kiyosuke, who had been forcibly summoned by Stella using the Wheel of Friendship, was also not spared. She trembled all over as she looked at Seiya's gaze.

Ha! To be able to personally experience this holy war as a priestess is something I'd die for!

"...Buzz, humanity, hope, Saint Seiya, destruction, divine war buzz buzz buzz..."

The next morning, Seiya awoke from his bed, vaguely hearing the murmur of a girl somewhere. But... after dozing off again, the murmur, like the fluttering of bees' wings, gradually faded and disappeared, leaving only deathly silence around him.

No, that's not right either. There's also the comfortable weight pressing down on him. Seiya lowered his eyes and saw Cupid lying on his chest.

Stella's figure clung to him like an octopus, her petite body pressed against him with just the right amount of comfort. Akiin Ena hugged her arms, revealing her beautiful sleeping face.

The disheveled sheets and the lingering scent of their bodies spoke volumes about what had happened the night before. Compared to Stella, Kiyoshuin Ena's magical power was several times stronger than yesterday, serving as a priestess under the influence of the Word Binding Ritual.

Her power was determined by the master she served, and after the night of the dragon and fish, she had reached the level of a high-ranking priestess.

As Stella slowly awoke, accompanied by a fit of gritted teeth, she uttered only two harsh words before vanishing instantly through the restored Wheel of Friendship. Meanwhile, Ena Kiyoshuin, raised with traditional Yamato Nadeshiko values, was quite sensible, revealing a shy yet joyful smile, and under Seiya's gaze, she bury her head in the blankets.

With the New Year celebrations just days away, the Lantern Festival quickly arrived. Erica was seething with hatred for Ena Kiyosuji, who had run away, but this was the only thing Seiya remembered vividly. Just as Seiya was experiencing this peaceful time, a familiar murmur reached his mind again.

The echoes were very faint, and only vague words such as "salvation," "world," "Pegasus," and "Saint Seiya" could be discerned. Even the calls did not seem to come from the same person.

The incarnation of a strong wind and the wheel of friendship—Seiya quickly realized what these voices were being transmitted to his mind.

—It is a call from outside the world, or even from outside the Godslayer universe, that is related to oneself.

After defeating the rebellious Athena, the victory of the God of War resulted in the further development of these two powers. Now, in their combined state, they are vaguely approaching a state of resonance with the heavens.

Should we go take a look? Seiya suddenly remembered something very important.

Could the Kido Saori who appeared in his dreams so many times be the real person? Seiya suddenly realized this.

Seiya rubbed his chin. Regardless of whether it was Kido Saori or not, it was somewhat unacceptable that he remained unmoved by those calls that sounded like pleas for guidance.

Anyway, there are still about six months until the big event... After figuring this out, Seiya raised his hand and summoned the original Pegasus Cloth once again.

Although powers can be used in any state, just as the power of the God of War can only be brought to its fullest potential through the God Cloth Veleslana, the power of the Pegasus Cloth-powered Incarnation of the Strong Wind can reach values ​​far exceeding the normal range.

The combat techniques driven by power and the power empowered by the Saint Cloth complement each other.

"I am the strongest, and the one who holds all victory in my hands. Call my name, and you will never be defeated. I am the obstacle breaker, the strongest and most victorious guardian! Strong wind that guides travelers, I command you, bring me to those who need help!" Seiya exclaimed the words brought by the strong wind.

At this moment, the image of Saint Seiya is rapidly fading. Like a landscape painting whose colors have been blown away by the wind, it is gradually disappearing from this world.

Beneath the olive tree, the goddess in the cat-ear knit hat expressionlessly felt the fading presence of her Pegasus fading until she could no longer sense its existence. She looked up at the owl that had sent the letter, then snatched the envelope from its beak and threw it back into the darkness.

In Plutarch's mansion, an old man with white hair and a white beard suddenly looked up at the east.

"Has another god-slayer capable of traversing worlds been born in this world? I hope it's not a chaotic demon king like Lady Elsa."

As the guardian of time, the manager of the memory stone, and the compiler of history, he is a transcendent being from a human perspective, unbound by fate. But precisely because of this, he deeply understands that compared to the disasters caused by disobedient gods on earth, these beings that traverse worlds are the more likely time bombs to cause the destruction of the world.

Seiya knew nothing about this, neither to Athena nor to the Time Guardian of the Godslayer world.

Now he was starting to regret it. He felt he should have first familiarized himself with the effects of this transmigration world in the Godslayer world group. His repeated victories had given him a strong sense of confidence similar to that of Vereslana.

It transcends time and space; it's as if countless stars are faintly twinkling. Yet, none of our senses—sight, hearing, smell, taste, touch, or thought—can perceive them.

Only with the power of the strong winds could Seiya clearly feel the strong winds transforming him into a wisp of wind that spanned the universe, while his cosmos seemed to be frantically being drawn out of his body as if it were leaving his heart.

call--!

Huhu——!

Seiya abandoned all perception, relying solely on the whispers and calls emanating from the stars, and chose this direction to plunge into it.

Chapter 101: The Feast of Human Destruction

"Wake up, wake up! Pegasus?"

Seiya felt as if he were lying on a wave, with a gentle female voice calling his name in his ear.

Where is this? The Holy Land? The Olympian Realm? Or... Bikini Bottom? He increasingly felt that traversing worlds was a technically difficult task, even more so than reincarnation. In the Godslayer universe, he could cross the universe relatively easily with the help of strong winds, but as he reached a higher level of multiverse, his strong winds became as restless as an out-of-control pendulum.

Fortunately, they landed successfully. If it had been 0.03 seconds later, Seiya would have just found a random world to land in and catch his breath.

The air was filled with the fragrance of lavender and jasmine, and a female voice above him filled him with a sense of peace. Seiya slowly opened his eyes and saw a graceful girl in a white robe, holding a gold tassel in her left hand.

—Athena.

Even though it was only the first time he had met her, Seiya was able to determine her identity.

Could it be that he traversed the heavens using Athena as his anchor? This was the question that came to Seiya's mind the moment he saw her.

"You should be Pegasus, how did you become like this?" Athena looked at Seiya before her, her bright green eyes sparkling with lively curiosity. "But you're quite handsome!"

Seiya rubbed his head and sat up. "I am Pegasus, but I am...!"

Athena bent down, the strings of small bells on her chest jingling. As the girl quickly approached, she grabbed Seiya's hand and led him to her carriage.

"Stop talking. You're going to the gods' banquet anyway, aren't you? So hurry up, or it'll be a breach of etiquette for us Greek gods!"

My feeling just now was indeed correct; I was indeed lying on waves, but not ocean waves, but cloud waves.

At this moment, Athena was riding in a chariot drawn by three white horses, while a winged goddess wearing a helmet and holding the reins was driving the chariot swiftly toward the temple shrouded in the sun.

Like the Pantheon in ancient Rome, the magnificent building is illuminated by overhead lights, making it appear grand and imbued with a religious and mysterious atmosphere. The dome is made of cast bronze plates, and two bell towers stand on either side of the portico, mechanically proclaiming the goddess's name as Athena arrives.

When Seiya and Athena arrived at the temple, just as the goddess had said, it seemed that all the other gods had already arrived.

There were giant beings with elephant heads and human bodies, men in suits, goddesses in red aprons and golden feathered headdresses, and women with human heads and snake bodies dressed in Hanfu... It was truly a banquet of gods, and the deities were all exquisitely decorated. Among them were nymphs dressed in plain-colored long dresses, entertaining these gods from different mythologies.

Clearly, Athena held a high position among the gods. She quickly led Seiya to a seat in the front row, and as the beautiful nymphs brought food and desserts to her, she made sure to offer Seiya one of the foods she found particularly delicious.

"Try this. This is a beef ball called 'pissing beef' made by the God of Cookery of China. It's really delicious." Seiya looked at the bowl and plate that Athena handed him. He looked up at the due east and saw a man who looked very much like Stephen Chow nodding and smiling at him.

Then there was toast from Hestia, rice balls from the God of Food, pheasant soup from Peng Zu, wild boar stewed in magical mead from Andreas, and even honey dates, a traditional Ottoman delicacy. Seiya frowned at the dates, which resembled a woman's private parts, and he would only eat them if they were said to be yin-nourishing and yang-tonifying.

Of course, there are even more exotic foods, such as the Japanese Ranchi Body Banquet, which uses glutinous rice cakes to simulate snow milk, and sea bream sashimi to decorate the abdomen, making it look like a beautiful girl made of food. All kinds of foods that Seiya has heard of but never seen are now presented to him.

Putting aside the exotic foods, Seiya ate the God of Cookery's Heartbreaking Rice and suddenly felt that coming to this unknown mythological world was actually quite nice.

"There's cake too! Give me one!" Athena happily raised her hand.

Looking at Athena, who resembled a lively little girl, Seiya smiled slightly. The sunlight overhead illuminated her flawless face, giving her a breathtaking beauty. Her figure, somewhere between a young girl and a mature woman, seemed to be at the most beautiful age of a girl, and just looking at her made Seiya feel better.

However, Seiya was soon drawn to a deity dressed in an extremely fashionable manner, with Buddhist elements; then a white-robed goddess, whose large breasts had to be supported by a seat, sat down not far from him, giving Seiya a beautiful smile that stirred his heart. At that moment, he suddenly had a feeling of familiarity.

With two loud chimes from the left and right, the world fell silent.

The newcomer was a gaunt old man in a white robe. He walked unsteadily to the central altar, and the entire Pantheon fell silent.

"It seems everyone is quite satisfied with this banquet," the thin old man chuckled in a low voice.

Whether it's Norse mythology, Greek mythology, Japanese mythology, or Indian mythology, at this moment, all the gods' eyes are focused on this old man.

—Zeus, king of the gods. His eye sockets are black, yet an invisible majesty overwhelms the heavens and the earth.

"Since everyone is willing to come, it seems you all agree with my thoughts," the aged Zeus said slowly. "This world has become corrupt. Over the past seven million years, you have all witnessed humanity's gradual decline to its current state. In the hands of humanity in this era, the world has been ravaged beyond recognition. The oceans are full of garbage and oil, the forests have disappeared, and humanity has lost its reverence for the gods."

Inside the Pantheon, the gods were engaged in lively discussion, but most of them wore expressions of disgust towards humanity.

Seeing the gods' reaction, Zeus smiled knowingly.

"Then tomorrow is the time for the Millennium Council. I feel that humanity itself has no need to continue to exist. Why not just wipe them out like weeds?"

“I agree, humanity has become necessary to live. They show no sign of remorse, so let’s just destroy them all!” said Shiva, the four-armed, three-eyed being.

“Indeed, as Lord Shiva said, humanity has made the world so ugly, and creatures are going extinct one after another. If we really want to talk about it, humanity is the disaster that is destroying the world.” The blonde, blue-eyed goddess of love stroked her cheek, revealing a pitiful and vulnerable expression.

"Lady Aphrodite is right, they should be destroyed!"

"Yes, humanity has lost its sense of awe. We might as well just kill them all."

With the Goddess of Love, who possessed unparalleled charm among the gods, speaking, the banquet before the council completely swayed towards the side that chose destruction.

But at that very moment, a voice, though not loud, was transmitted with unparalleled clarity to the ears of every god.

"Huh? It doesn't matter if humanity is wiped out... If it's okay to frankly admit that this kind of thinking is fine, then there's no need to regard the other party as a god right now..."

Zeus, and all the gods, suddenly turned their gaze in one direction. There, in the seat of Greek mythology, stood a god clad in strange and magnificent armor, raising his chin as he looked in Zeus's direction.

"Oh, so you disagree?"

Zeus, his expression unchanged, looked on with curiosity. Meanwhile, the other gods seemed genuinely incredulous, staring in bewilderment at the unfamiliar deity who had stepped forward.

Pegasus, or rather Seiya, stood up from his seat. He looked at Zeus and the gods present, his sharp gaze sweeping across the entire room.

"When gods no longer regard humanity as their subjects, when self-proclaimed superior beings declare their intention to destroy humanity, how many people can accept this rhetoric?"

Whether he sensed Seiya's emotions or simply found pleasure in the latter's anger, Zeus smiled. "Roar! But this old man believes that the human race truly no longer exists...!"

--boom! ! !

Before Zeus's voice had even faded completely, the violent roar had already swept through the entire pantheon. But this terrifying attack was swiftly quelled by the combined efforts of the gods.

But just after the storm passed, the gods fell silent, for the boy who had just objected now had one foot on the table of Zeus, the king of the gods, his hands on his hips, gazing down at the aged god-king before him in a condescending manner.

Chapter 102: Ragnarok

Almost no god could see the young winged horse's movements clearly. After the storm that swept through the pantheon, a golden light pierced the sky and arrived before Zeus. At this moment, Shiva, who was feeling utterly bored, suddenly sat up straight and carefully examined the young man before him.

Shakyamuni, equally aware of the situation, smiled and blew bubbles; Odin, with his one eye, narrowed his eyes; even Zeus raised his head, for only he could sense the abundant power beneath the young body of the celestial horse before him. At a distance of less than a meter, to an enemy, it was practically a gun pointed at their forehead.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye, and by the time the first-level gods reacted, they were instantly enraged.

"How dare you!" Ares roared.

In the blink of an eye, Ares, draped only in a red cloak, pressed his spear against Seiya's back; Susanoo swung his sword, stopping at Seiya's neck; the radiant Apollo locked his meteor arrows at Seiya's eyes; Hercules' silver iron club was poised to fall at any moment; and Hermes, dressed in a suit and tie, bound Seiya's waist with chains.

The gods reacted swiftly, instantly subduing the rebellious scoundrel who had intended to attack the God-King.

"Ridiculous."

With a crisp crack as the tabletop shattered, a blinding light accompanied the impact that swept through the temple.

Almost no god could see what happened in that instant. It was as if time had been frozen. When everything began to flow again, all the attacks were disintegrated, and the shattered weapons crashed down on the gods like streaks of light.

With a movement as gentle as plucking a flower, Shakyamuni caught the fragment of the arrow that had splattered in front of him. His Alaya consciousness was one of the few that could perceive the light and heat that burst forth in that instant. He saw his opponent parry the incoming arrow with his fist, deflect Heracles' club with Ares' spear, and then plunge the spear into Hermes' body.

But all of this happened in an instant. To the gods, all they could see was the burst of light and the divine figures flying out in the radiance.

"I cannot turn a blind eye to such a thing."

Time seemed to slow down as an aged arm collided with a fist radiating endless light. The collision between the young Pegasus and the aged god-king exuded a sacred beauty, as if it would still be recorded in murals by humankind millions of years later.

"Stop! Stop! Father God and Pegasus! Stop fighting!" Athena shouted, swallowing the bread in her mouth. Almost at the same time, a new voice rang out from the doorway, "Great gods, please hear me out!"

The series of strange events caused the gods to turn their angry gazes toward the temple gates.

The bell tower rang once more, but this time it wasn't the venerable chief god or the king of gods who appeared. The Valkyrie Brunhilde strode into the hall of the gods. In terms of sheer status, almost all the gods present were superior to her, yet she still walked resolutely to the center of the temple, opened her arms, and shouted to the gods.

“Great gods, it would be far too arrogant to judge the sins of mankind so hastily.”

"Oh, do you have other opinions?!" The black raven perched on Odin's shoulder suddenly shouted, "Stop spouting nonsense! You mere Valkyrie! Get down here!"

The Valkyrie Brunhilde ignored the commotion around her. "Of course, through the super-special clause of Article 62, Paragraph 15 of the Valhalla Constitution, the battle between the gods and humans, and whether humanity has the value to continue for another thousand years, should be decided by this Ragnarok!"

The entire arena erupted in uproar. This rule truly existed, and it was indeed inscribed in the code of the gods. Although it was unknown which god had proposed it, it had initially been regarded as a joke. The duel between the gods and humans was inherently an unequal battle.

"Ahahaha, so that's how it is, Ragnarok, huh?" Zeus, the king of the gods, was the first to retract his fist and let out a laugh that shook the temple. "That's quite an interesting suggestion, don't you think, Pegasus?"

"Don't be foolish. If you're afraid, you can simply avoid the fight." Seiya pulled his foot back from the shattered table, grinned, and looked at the aged God King before him. "But if you come, I will crush your pride that you don't even realize is a fake."

Counterfeit? What counterfeit?

At this moment, the God-King completely failed to understand the arrogant Pegasus's words, only feeling a fire ignited within him. Seeing the Valkyrie Brunhilde respectfully approach Seiya, he was overjoyed to welcome this warrior who had challenged the gods into the human ranks.

Watching Seiya's departing figure, the gods discussed among themselves. They wanted to say something, but they all looked at Zeus, who sat at the top, and did not try to stop the Saint Seiya until he spoke.

"Are you just going to leave like this, you pegasus who defied the majesty of the gods!" shouted the black raven god Fokin, who was standing on Odin's shoulder.

“Absolutely! Absolutely! Before you act as a warrior, you should apologize for betraying the gods!” the White Raven God Wuni screamed.