Saint Seiya: Heretic Athena?

The goddess of discord, who had been preparing to sow more strife, suddenly stopped. She looked at the two gods beside her and felt that they were far more suited to the role of discord-stirrers than she was.

Nezha clutched his chest, his expression one of true and earnest emotion. "Brother, I would rather trade my old man's life to have your mother back. We can no longer allow this God-slaying Rakshasa to run rampant! Kill him!"

The goddess of love, Aphrodite, who had been waiting with a serious expression, could hardly listen anymore. She looked at the three clamoring fools. Of the gods who had now been successively annihilated by their nemesis, the God-slaying Rakshasa, there were still two, no, three—oh, possibly four—"fun gods" here singing and dancing. They were so idiotic that even she, the goddess of love who had summoned them, felt a little ashamed.

Adding herself to the mix, half of the twelve deities were cold and cruel like Apollo, wanting to kill the God-slaying Rakshasa, but the other half formed a resonant field of idiocy, a bunch of "fun gods" with a screw loose. Reasoning with them was impossible. She could only use the pull of being in the same faction and having similar Authorities to command them.

It couldn't be helped. Most of the gods who had truly answered her call were "fun gods." And some of them were even somewhat useful. Besides them, there was also the god Tezcatlipoca from North American mythology and the recently born young deity Nyarlathotep, but those were even more unsightly, inferior sorts.

But what truly made her heart palpitate was this Pegasus.

The great god of the Three Altars Sea Assembly was right. The Saint could not be allowed to continue his rampage.

—The Spirit World, the Eternal Pavilion. The desperate battle situation in Tokyo Bay was reflected in the water mirror.

"Eleven deities plus the goddess of beauty herself are still unable to suppress this young God-slaying Rakshasa?" the archmage in black, one of the three elders of the Official History Compilation Committee, Tenkai Sōjō, asked in a hoarse voice. "Old Gentleman, if you were facing this situation, would you have a chance of victory?"

The Old Gentleman, Susanoo, wore a rare, serious expression. "Even if it is an avatar symbolizing the fallen aspect of an earth mother goddess, even if it is a God-slaying Rakshasa who is a sworn enemy, this sky full of divine avatars is still enough to suppress us or any Godslayer. The deities summoned by the Wheel of Friendship also possess a portion of their main body's Authority and the divine artifacts they carry by personal will. They are comparable to demigods, or even lesser gods."

According to their past experience, even though a demigod was still a considerable distance from a true Heretic God or a Godslayer, they were still capable of entanglement and even a brief battle. Eleven deities possessing a portion of their main body's Authority, plus the goddess of beauty herself—even the Old Gentleman would be ganged up on and forced to return to myth.

But the Saint Seiya had achieved complete suppression, and his fighting spirit was still rising. The Old Gentleman's original plan was for both sides to be grievously wounded, and then for him, the Old Gentleman, to appear and end the conflict on this land in the guise of a hero-god.

"Because Seiya has no weaknesses. His ability to crush those below him is too strong," the Lapis Lazuli-Eyed Princess said suddenly.

The Old Gentleman and Tenkai Sōjō were stunned for a few seconds, then, remembering the instantly-defeated Ena Seishuin, they understood at once.

The combined pincer attack of twelve deities was enough to annihilate any fool who opposed the goddess of beauty in a short time. But they were facing the God-slaying Pegasus, the Saint Seiya. This young Godslayer possessed extremely strong combat skills, battlefield insight, and... an essence as a warrior that even They could not see through.

What exactly was a Saint? In the distant past, from the other side of the world, did such a perfect warrior truly exist?

The Old Gentleman suddenly sat up straight. "I feel that we need to change our original plan... What do you think, Princess?"

He was asking the Lapis Lazuli-Eyed Princess. As a Divine Ancestor, she possessed spirit vision of the highest caliber. Some things that even Heretic Gods could not perceive might be answered by her. It was precisely because of her existence that this land of Japan, and even this world, had been spared the fate of falling into ruin.

But this time, the Lapis Lazuli-Eyed Princess did not answer. She clutched her chest. The palpitation had not dissipated at all; in fact, it was growing stronger.

At this moment, deep within Tokyo Bay, the goddess of love and beauty was loudly chanting an incantation of protection. Hermes blew his horn, Apollo drew his bowstring, and the mad banquet of the wine god unfolded. The gods advanced with steady steps, all their spears and blades pointed at the Saint. They naturally saw the truth that even the Old Gentleman could see from afar. To continue with their previous strategy would only lead to them being defeated by the Pegasus one by one. So, they would rely on mechanics, on targeted Authorities, to force the Pegasus into a miserable defeat.

And the one leading the charge was still the brave and fearless god of thunder, Thor. The spiritual light and blessings emanating from his body seemed to be calling out—You've been buffed, now go get 'em!

He shouted for the glory of the Norse gods and charged into the Saint's attack range at the speed of lightning. And at this time, the great god of the Three Altars Sea Assembly, Nezha, riding on his wind-and-fire wheels and holding his fire-tipped spear, shouted, "I'll take you on!" and met the enemy.

The lotus boy, with a shake, revealed his murderous form with three heads and six arms. A sword, golden bricks, a silver hoop, a long spear, a bow and arrows—and he used them all in conjunction with an incredible footwork. He moved around the Saint, attacking from all sides. When he was far from the Saint, he shot arrows or threw bricks; in close combat, he struck with his long spear and silver hoop.

Was this useful? Naturally, it was.

One for the main frontal assault, one for harassing the flanks. And there were still gods in the distance drawing their bows and arrows, chanting divine words at high speed, ceaselessly bestowing blessings. The situation could not be clearer. No matter the reason, the Saint was a character they could only hope to defeat by joining forces.

But they quickly dodged again, because the Saint's fist-wind was wreathed in a platinum brilliance. The stream of light that had proven itself time and time again swept across the sea, carving a desolate arc in the sky.

No one could withstand a full-power blow from the Saint, Seiya. Neither the great god of the Three Altars Sea Assembly from the East, nor the god of thunder Thor from the North.

"To dare challenge the Pegasus Saint without even understanding the difference in our strength—" Seiya wove his words.

If they had descended in their true mythological forms, perhaps they could have fought Seiya with myth and luck on their side. But now, they were not equals. No matter how much they were strengthened, before the Saint, they were just two fresh fish flopping on a cutting board.

The Holy Sword Drawing. A dazzling light. The platinum blade that called for victory swept across several thousand meters of the sea, forming an absolute death zone in the shape of a fan. Thor was lucky enough to escape as a bolt of lightning, while Nezha's waist was nearly cut in two. But the greater danger had already arrived.

A golden arc suddenly appeared in the sky above. The golden arc, like a meteor shower, converged on the battlefield.

It was light, it was the sun, it was the plague, it was the trajectory of the stars. It was the final ripple of the far-shooting god Apollo.

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