Saint Seiya, but Athena who disobeys?

Unlike the elaborate transformation effects of later generations, the transformation was completed in an instant.

The Saint Cloth is a weapon, a piece of armor, and also an integral part of the Saint. When a Saint's Cosmo erupts, the Saint Cloth naturally merges with their spirit. Three ethereal sounds echoed across the battlefield, and massive waves of blue flame spread outwards in shockwaves.

Huge, sword-like wings unfurled behind the Saint Seiya. The God of War narrowed his eyes and quickly recognized the true nature of these wings.

"So you're consuming my power to nourish yourself? Very well! Now that you've regained your other half, let's continue our unfinished third battle!"

Thunder, like a prison, descended in the form of a curtain. The power and might of the war god Urusragna, now nearing perfection, are more than ten times greater than before. These powers interact and amplify each other, and now, through the art of words, He manifests His divine might across heaven and earth!

"Glory to me, invincible me, Ahura has created me, pursue the enemy from behind, slay the enemy from the front, chant my name, make it the spell of victory!" the war god proclaimed.

This relentless disaster itself fueled panic and anxiety throughout Sardinia and even mainland Italy. However, the negative emotions caused by this natural disaster, which was created by Ursragna himself, were absorbed by Ursragna through his words.

The power of this surged dramatically! And this already vast sea of ​​thunder was completely transformed into a purgatory that sealed off both the inside and outside!

Saint Seiya, on the other hand, was like a gentle breeze.

Lightning bolts kept falling from the sky, and before being burned to a crisp by the lightning, Seiya began to run based on his instincts.

Boom, flashes of light, thunder—but none of it could catch up with the boy's figure. His body defied the constraints of sound and continued to race forward at an astonishing speed.

"I see. So the armor symbolizing half of your body can propel your power to such a level, and there's also the divine protection of the Western goddess." The God of War's power allows Him to quickly uncover the opponent's hidden secrets in battle, and He soon revealed a wicked smile. "What if that's the case?"

As he clasped his hands together, the massive Thunder Prison Curtain connecting heaven and earth at both ends of the battlefield converged on Seiya.

—There is absolutely no way out, neither in heaven nor on earth!

But Seiya looked up in His direction. The next instant, lightning surged, turning the entire battlefield into a sea of ​​infernal lightning. The yellow sand where the battlefield was located was scorched into crystals, the crimson heat still lingering.

But the violent sound came from high in the sky.

As if a story were being reenacted, Seiya, with his wings spread, clashed fists with the God of War in the clouds.

"Do you think I don't know your plans? The power hidden within your armor is myself an incarnation of me, and I know better than you what is needed to activate it!"

Using the power of strong winds to instantly teleport in front of Him was indeed a good plan, but using it against Him was a miscalculation on Seiya's part! The war god Urs Ragnar laughed wildly, his laughter filled with unbridled joy and exhilaration!

From the initial encounter with the young boy to the subsequent continuation in Alanchi Town, this unfinished third battle should now come to a satisfying conclusion.

Today, at this very moment, he can no longer be allowed to live in this world where hope still remains. In the name of the god of victory, Seiya, it is time for me to defeat you!

Chapter Twenty-Three: In the end, the sun's radiance devours the warriors.

Seiya didn't say anything, he just kept throwing punches.

Visible shockwaves spread from their location. Fist against fist, leg against elbow, neither retreated. All that remained was a rapid exchange of blows, the punches growing ever faster.

Athena's blessing continues, and the warm power constantly squeezed from her heart forces the injured bones and muscles to heal once more.

The Pegasus Cloth, imbued with the power of strong winds, possesses a strength and resilience far exceeding Seiya's expectations. It is rebuilt from damage and gradually resonates with him, as if breathing in the same air as the heavens and earth, until the sudden burst of his kicking technique.

"All those who do evil, be afraid of my power. Now I will have the majesty of ten mountains, the strength of a hundred rivers, and the power of a thousand camels! The majestic me raises the fierce camel mark!"

This is an attack that cannot be met head-on; it would split mountains and crack the earth. And this is precisely the camel, one of the three powers that Athena spoke of that must never be touched.

Following his Saint Seiya fighting instincts, Seiya dodged to the side, but a hand suddenly grabbed his shoulder. It was Veleslana, of course. As the terror of his kick increased, so did his strength. The force from his shoulder made Seiya hear the groan of his shoulder blade shattering.

"The camel is a symbol of endurance and strength. To merely enhance my kicking power is to underestimate my true form. The mind's eye it bestows can see through lightning speed, and its protection will allow even a pierced heart to remain unaffected in battle. The consciousness it grants makes me utterly superior to you. Fear my power, for that power is victory!"

The knee strike that shattered the mountain missed Seiya's abdomen, but the force of the subsequent chest attack sent him plummeting to the ground like a meteor, piercing the desert behind him and crashing straight into the mountain behind him.

But a new power of words has already been proclaimed.

"I am the strongest, and I hold all victory in my hands. Whether human or demon—I will crush any enemy who stands in my way! O bull with shining golden horns, grant me your aid!"

The second incarnation is a bull that symbolizes overcoming obstacles and possesses shining golden horns.

Seiya had no time to catch his breath; a wisp of azure wind propelled his body swiftly to the left. The next second, immense divine power descended from the sky!

This was a tactic designed to kill Seiya. Veleslana's speed had already broken the sound barrier, and the momentum carried by the mass of the war god, traveling at ten times the speed of sound, was equivalent to three hundred tons of TNT. A shockwave, like a meteorite hitting a planet, erupted from one corner of Sardinia, sending the blast wave soaring hundreds of meters into the air.

Even if he wasn't hit, even if he was only swept away by the aftershocks, this power still sent Seiya hurtling into the distance like a cannonball.

At this moment, the two witches in the magic workshop at the border of Sasari and Ossi were also watching the scene on the pool being buried by yellow sand, and they knew that the shock wave would soon reach them.

This terrifying scene made the witch's heart tremble, and at the same time, the question in her mind resurfaced.

Can humans really challenge the gods?

Only those six pioneers, and Seiya in his current form, can answer this question.

Because at this moment, he was enveloped by a massive black domain. This was the otherworldly realm that summoned the wild boar, even though the ferocious beast symbolizing destruction had not yet manifested. However, the destructive power to annihilate all the foolish things before him was still summoned by the God of War through the power of words. Blood seeped from every part of Seiya's body; his bodily functions had been pushed to the limit, and his blood pressure was so high that his capillaries were rupturing.

In his hazy consciousness, he finally felt a burning sensation in his left chest. It was his heart; it was Athena's blessing. Before Seiya could ponder it further, the final incantation had arrived.

"Fear those who have wings! Evil and powerful, all fear me who has wings! I will uphold justice; show me the right path and the light! O light of justice, judge evil!"

Finally, the phoenix, the embodiment of divine speed, descended, but its appearance was more like that of a red eagle. At the moment the incantation ended, it transformed into the wings of the war god Veleslana.

—It is divine speed, it is light, it is lightning, it is the Vareghna bird, it is the human-headed eagle-bodied Vareghna.

In the ancient Persian Avesta, the phoenix is ​​referred to as the Saena bird, originally referring to a bird of prey such as an eagle. This mythical bird is depicted in Iranian art as a giant, winged animal in the shape of a bird, capable of grasping elephants or camels, similar to a peacock, with a dog's head and lion's claws, sometimes revealing a human face. It is said that this bird can be reborn in flames and become immortal.

In conclusion, there is evidence that this mythical bird took different forms in different cultures, and that the same name was used for real birds, mythical compounds, and even for both benevolent and malevolent animals.

At this moment, the scene perfectly embodied the divine god of light from Persian mythology, who vanquished evil. A dazzling red light burst forth from the depths of the god's eyes, and the phoenix wings allowed him to traverse spatial distances. Within the ever-accelerating realm of divine speed, only his own figure and Seiya remained, and the invincible golden sword was already locked on.

This was the final, decisive blow. At this point in the battle, it was a fight to the death. With lightning speed, a beam of light pierced Seiya's chest. After this strike, Seiya reclaimed his final form, returning to a state of complete victory.

But at that moment, He realized that the other party's eyes were staring straight at Him.

There was no time to react. Blue flames also erupted from Seiya's chest, engulfing the oncoming Veleslana and himself.

The blessing that belonged to Athena vanished completely after this moment.

For Seiya, this was the only victory guided by the goddess.

"Only under this state of incredible speed do the camel's keen insight and the warrior's instinct for victory fail, because there is simply no time to make any changes, and there is no way to avoid the power from Prometheus." Only the King of Gods and the goddess of the underworld noticed the clues.

For the war god Veleslana, the golden stone disc of the ten phases of the incarnation rotates, and in the hands of Saint Seiya, the white horse symbolizing the transport of the sun is swallowed by Seiya in the form of light.

"Is that so? You actually used the power of speed to snatch the incarnation of the white horse from my hands." The God of War, Veleslana, showed no panic, and even had his usual smoky smile on his face. "Then what will you do? The incarnation of the white horse is not as simple as a strong wind. Driving this power will burn you to ashes first, and even then, you cannot defeat me who holds the victory in my hands."

When faced with the war god Veleslana, Seiya's response was to absorb the brilliance of the sun and the power of the star into his own body.

Even as his body burned from the inside out, even as his Saint Cloth teetered on the brink of collapse, he still smiled. For at that moment, he felt the sun, felt its light.

In an instant, a radiance that even the gods would take notice of shone within Seiya's body, and his fully burning cosmos transformed into a vortex of light that enveloped his body.

Then, the microcosm, with the war god before it as its core, transformed into a dazzling celestial horse that pierced through heaven and earth.

It is the concept of spreading the sun.

A shining halo born to overcome difficulties and obstacles.

Even when faced with a disobedient god who defies mythology, Seiya still clings tightly to hope and takes a step forward.

"Welcome the glory of the stars! Pegasus Corona Fist!"

—It is a halo, the sun, and the radiance of stars.

The advancing stars circled the corona, and the fully ionized plasma raced forward in the form of light. The deepest coronal hole swallowed all things, and temperatures of millions of degrees Celsius enveloped the surrounding area. And at the end of that road stood a white-robed youth, gritting his teeth and with a stern expression.

His lips moved as if he wanted to say something. Was he praising Seiya, or was he once again chanting praises of his invincible technique?

But before that pure white enveloped him, a relieved smile appeared on his face.

Ultimately, the sun's radiance consumed the warriors.

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It's not exactly a God Cloth, at least not the original God Cloth, but the color and style do match the appearance when it fused with the power of the strong winds. Otherwise, given Seiya's strength at the time, wearing it might have been too much of a burden.

Of course, there are also significant improvements, including enhanced abilities and new combat techniques.

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Chapter Twenty-Four: Burning Life, Burning Soul

As the sun sets, the corona's hot winds sweep across the land. Completely ionized plasma delivers a destructive burst of light.

The guardian deity and the corona halo.

Strong camels and galloping celestial horses.

Abundant divine power and a burning microcosm.

After the celestial horses galloped around the sun's corona, it was as if the sky was briefly shrouded in darkness. In the world that regained its light, the young god Veleslana, with a giant white hole burned in his chest, stood here, his golden sword shattered, and the blessing of victory vanished.

The terrifying scar on his chest was like a bottomless pit constantly absorbing the divine power permeating the surrounding atmosphere. The white horse that carried the sun itself symbolized Mithra, the one he protected. In a certain six-word game, it would be a solid hit from a major special attack.

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Sardinia, a secluded world.

With the help of the demon queen Salome, two figures appeared simultaneously in the fairy realm.

One was a white girl with golden curls that outlined elegant curves, highlighting her exceptionally beautiful features. The other was a knight in full armor, completely shrouded in a hood.

The goddess Guinevere and the war god, who went by the alias Lancelot, though claiming they wanted Seiya to complete the trial independently, still set off for this desolate battlefield. Judging from their expressions, their true intentions are not hard to guess.

“A child raised for three years is destined to become a god-slaying beast, a nemesis. Is this fate?” Although the goddess Guinevere looked young, she gently stroked her cheek with her right hand, revealing a trace of sorrow. “What do you think, Uncle? Perhaps it would be better to let that child stay in the fairy realm forever.”

The White Goddess, who went by the alias Lancelot, remained silent. Sometimes she felt that the god she protected was a bit too noisy. How could one be called a warrior if one could not overcome hardships and dangers?

She was completely satisfied with Seiya.

Guinevere, however, was thinking much more. As the former Earth Mother Goddess and now the God Ancestor, she could easily bring the entire battlefield into her observation range simply through her spiritual vision, and she could clearly understand the ferocity of the battle between the two sides.

Should she be happy for Seiya's bravery and growth, or worried that he might become her nemesis? The god-ancestor, who suffered from anxiety, became even more confused in the next moment.

"What is this aura?"

The predecessor of the God Ancestor was the Earth Mother Goddess of the distant past. As the Demon Queen who was at the extreme position of heaven and earth, she sensed the traces of another Earth Mother Goddess.

Isn't this Mediterranean island a bit too bustling?

Space has no meaning in the Netherworld. The energy that Guinevere sensed was in another Netherworld forest, which was the temporary residence of the Goddess of Wisdom.

"I see, so it's Pegasus." Athena finally understood when she saw the dazzling halo before her.

Although her reserved face showed little change in expression despite her astonishment, she was initially certain that this warrior named Seiya was her servant, but she still did not know his true nature or why he was following her path.

But after witnessing his glory, especially after seeing the galloping Pegasus with her own eyes, she finally understood.

“So he is my child. This is the reason he is a warrior.” Athena’s eyes flashed with wisdom.

Pegasus is the constellation Pegasus. In Greek mythology, after Perseus killed Medusa, a winged horse sprang from the blood gushing from her neck. This divine horse immediately flew into the sky and later landed on Mount Helicon, where it created the fountains, which later became a source of inspiration for poets.

The half of Athena's body that she has lost now symbolizes the replacement of matriarchal society by patriarchal society, and the gradual demotion of the original chief god Metis to the face of Medusa.

Although the missing half of my body has not yet been found, there is no doubt that the Pegasus Saint is my child!

—The human world, a battlefield.

Now, in the battle between the two sides, Veleslana's divine body has collapsed, and Seiya has already incinerated himself.

Despite the distance between them, they smiled at each other.

There is no enmity or hostility between the two.

They just happened to meet on this isolated island in the Mediterranean, where they competed in strength and willpower, displaying their proud skills to each other.

This is the bond between Saint Seiya and the God of War, Veleslana.

“That’s it, I’m certain. The antagonistic relationship between gods and humans is just a prelude. Even if we set aside our identities, in the not-too-distant future, we will be clashing swords with each other.”

Even under these circumstances, the war god Vereslana still spoke slowly in his familiar aria tone.

"Actually, before you reclaimed your divine name, I enjoyed our time together quite a bit." Seiya smiled as well.

“Is that so? Then I’m relieved.” The God of War, Vereslana, smiled. “Speaking of which, your nature has repeatedly broken the limits of my understanding, while you have never experienced my limits. This time, no matter the outcome, let the third match be the final battle.”

These words made Seiya frown, as they seemed to conceal some ominous meaning.

Even the strongest camel is defeated, and now that even the divine body cannot support the divine status, shouldn't He obediently admit defeat and say something like, "I will definitely come back"?