Saint Seiya: This Gemini is a bit of a trap.

To win this battle smoothly, Aphrodite and Algoru will play a crucial role. Both of them are skilled in group battles, and are both cunning and ruthless, making them the perfect counter to the fast-moving Yakshas.

"it is good."

Aphrodite readily agreed.

Argolu hesitated for a moment, then, after confirming that Jalong wasn't trying to trick him but rather wanted to use the power of his Medusa Shield, he solemnly nodded in agreement.

Public matters are public, and private matters are private; Yarugolu knows this very well.

The operation commenced.

The Saints, working in perfect unison, charged toward Mount Tushita. Aphrodite, far ahead of the rest, streaked across the landscape like a golden streak of light, scattering countless Demon Palace Roses in his wake.

Unlike the Mahora clan, the Yaksha clan was very vigilant, and Aphrodite attracted their attention as soon as he appeared.

As the stern shout rang out, the demon stronghold instantly erupted into chaos.

A large number of Yakshas rushed out.

Yakshas have a strange appearance; their hair is burning, like candles emitting green flames.

Their eyes are located on their forehead and chin respectively, making them look very ugly and strange, but also very conspicuous, especially at night.

"Royal Magic Palace Rose!"

Aphrodite did not linger in battle; he retreated after a brief encounter with the Yakshas, ​​scattering a large handful of roses as he left.

Amidst the deadly fragrance, the Saints wearing bronze masks arrived swiftly, with Algorithm leading the charge, wielding Medusa's Shield and rushing towards the gathering place of the Yakshas.

The other Saints followed closely behind, shattering all the Yakshas that Algorith had petrified. Their coordination between offense and defense was exceptionally skillful.

The Saints charged forward, and almost no Yaksha could stop them.

Screams rose and fell, and the scene from Seven Absolutes Mountain was repeated on Trayastrimsa Mountain. The difference was that the Yaksha tribe did not have the courage of the Mahora tribe to fight to the death. As soon as they saw the Saint Seiya were fierce, they immediately scattered and fled.

Meanwhile, the roses that Aphrodite had placed there began to scatter in the wind, their fragrance, which deprived the six senses, spreading far and wide. The faster the yakshas fled, the more fragrance they inhaled, and the faster they began to hallucinate.

"Quack quack~"

Endless, eerie laughter echoed atop Mount Trayastrimsa. A large number of Yakshas, ​​inhaling the scent of roses, threw down their weapons and began to dance wildly across the mountain as if in a frenzy.

"kill!"

The Saints naturally wouldn't let the opportunity slip by, and seized the chance to launch an attack and kill as many Yaksha as possible.

"Yaksha Vajra Flame!"

Just as the situation on the battlefield turned completely against them, a bright green flame descended from the sky, scattering the pervasive fragrance and igniting a large number of roses on the ground.

The Yaksha King has appeared!

Compared to other Yakshas, ​​Yaksha King is not particularly tall, standing less than two meters tall. However, unlike other Yakshas whose hair is the only part burning, Yaksha King's entire body is ablaze with fur, making him look like a green ball of fire.

He too was clad in armor radiating Buddhist power.

Flames surged from his hand, like a giant flaming sword held horizontally in front of him, and his entire body exuded an extremely ferocious aura. In a single flash, he rushed in front of the Saint Seiya.

"Wisdom Sword - Yaksha Vajra Flame!"

The same fighting technique was used once again, and countless flaming sword lights were unleashed from Yasha King's hand, burning down on the Saints.

Yaksha King, wielding the sword of wisdom, with Prajna as its sharp edge and Vajra flames!

It is said that the Yaksha clan was the first to convert to Buddhism, but Buddhism failed to convert these man-eating demons. Instead, it enabled them to cultivate Vajra Flame, giving them even more power to commit evil.

Yaksha King was incredibly fast; with a wave of his hand, millions of flames shot out, as if he wanted to kill all the Saints present.

However, Jia Long was already waiting for him.

"Lightning Speed ​​Punch!"

The flash of light reappeared, and the Light Speed ​​Fist transformed into a large net of light that enveloped the Yaksha King's flames. In an instant, the fist and flames clashed, and the Yaksha King's battle technique was intercepted.

"Scarlet poisonous needle!"

While Jia Long and Yaksha King were engaged in direct combat, Milo used the same tactic again, his bright red fingernails transforming into streaks of blazing light that shot towards Yaksha King.

At the same time, he didn't forget to look up and shout:

"Abu, get back here right now!"

Aphrodite arrived on horseback upon hearing the commotion, waving a rose and joining the battle.

The Golden Trio joined forces once again: Jalon was responsible for the main attack from the front, Aphrodite was responsible for the sneak attack from the rear, and Milo was responsible for the attack from the bottom.

The same routine, but because the three worked together so well, it never failed.

Most importantly, Milo is shameless.

As a Gold Saint, being shameless like Milo is a powerful quality in itself. Even a powerful demon with the seventh sense like Yasha-o has to expend a lot of energy to guard against Milo's underhanded tricks.

Poison Needle, Rose, Galactic Starburst!

With three against one, Yaksha King quickly found himself struggling to defend himself. In a moment of carelessness, he was hit by the explosion of Jia Long's Milky Way Star. While he was momentarily stunned, Milo managed to poke more than a dozen needles into his body.

"Scarlet Needle: Blazing Flame!"

Poisonous flames spread throughout his body. Paralyzed by the scarlet poison needles, Yasha King could not make use of his speed advantage and was soon caught in a frenzy of roses and starbursts.

"Boom!"

In the end, Yaksha King followed in Mahoraga's footsteps, struck by Jalong's Galactic Explosion, and fell straight down on the summit of Mount Trayastrimsa.

"This glowing green thing is quite troublesome."

"Well, if it were a one-on-one fight, he might get away. The fact that the Eight Legions of the Heavenly Dragon make the Buddhist Realm so wary of them certainly gives them reason to be proud."

As they were talking, Jia Long called over Moses and had him carve words on the Yaksha King again.

However, unlike Mahoraga, Yaksha King was not very big. To make him more conspicuous, the Saints stripped him naked and hung him upside down on a big tree.

Of course, it was Milo's idea to strip them naked, which would further enrage the other eight warriors.

After doing all this, the Saints gathered around Jalong. By this time, many of them were injured, but their spirits were high after their series of victories.

"Lord Galon, shall we proceed to the next location?"

Chapter 125 The Dragon King! An Unsolvable Immortality

"The next place?"

Jia Long shook his head.

Tonight's surprise attacks on two major demon clans are all about exploiting the information gap; the longer the time interval, the greater the danger.

Now, more than two hours have passed since the Battle of Seven Deadly Mountains. By this time, most of the other eight legions and Hades warriors probably already know that the Mahora clan has been wiped out, making a surprise attack difficult.

Furthermore, his purpose in tonight's operation was to inflict pain on the Eight Legions, not to engage in a decisive battle in the Buddhist realm. Now that he has annihilated two of the Eight Legions, it's time to stop while he's ahead.

and……

"Mount Trayastrimsa is very close to the Dragon Clan's Flaming Mountain and the Pool of No Heat! Among the Eight Legions, the Asuras, Dragons, and Garudas are all more troublesome than the last. Right now, aren't we still dealing with them... wait?!"

As he pondered, Jia Long suddenly sensed something, his brows furrowed, and he addressed the crowd:

"This place is no place to stay any longer. I'll escort you away!"

"Send us away?"

Just as everyone was wondering what was going on, Jia Long had already opened up space and used exile to teleport the Saints away. He set up a spacetime beacon on the returning transport plane, and if there were no deviations, everyone would be accurately teleported to the transport plane.

If something goes wrong...

It's alright, Milo and the others can just swim back to the Yama Kingdom.

After seeing everyone off, Jia Long moved and transformed into a streak of light, flying towards the desolate and uninhabited land far away from Mount Traya.

At that moment, flames blazed in the sky as a fiery dragon, baring its fangs and claws, chased after Jia Long.

The dragon race of the Eight Legions of Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils!

Just now, Jia Long sensed its presence with his seventh sense, but he did not expect it to arrive so quickly. Less than a thousand miles away from Mount Tuli, the fire dragon caught up and crashed down in front of Jia Long.

As the fire dragon fell.

Flames spread across the land, turning the earth into a scorched wasteland for miles around, even burning the sand and stones to charcoal.

At that moment, a half-human, half-dragon man emerged from the flames, carrying a scorching dragon aura as he headed straight for Jia Long.

He was about three meters tall, with skin covered in fiery red scales, wearing imposing armor, and exuding an incredibly powerful bloodline force. His aura was much stronger than that of the previous Mahoraga and Yaksha King.

"My name is Anavatapta, the King of the Dragon Clan! Saint Seiya, you cannot escape!"

"Who said I was going to run away? I lured you here just so I wouldn't disturb the Yaksha King's corpse that was just set up over there."

"Oh? Then take this punch!"

The Dragon King Anavatapta was also a warrior; the power of his dragon bloodline erupted instantly, and his figure roared as he soared into the sky.

The air is burning violently.

The dragon-man drew out a scorching wave of air in the sky, and his entire body instantly transformed into a fire dragon, baring his fangs and claws as he pounced on Jia Long with an invincible and domineering posture.

"Fire Dragon Unparalleled Fist!"

"What Fiery Dragon Unparalleled Fist? Isn't that just Lushan Dragon Soaring?"

Seeing the fighting technique unleashed by the Dragon King, Jia Long was speechless with astonishment. He was all too familiar with this move.

In an instant, Jia Long retreated, and at the same time, he raised his hand high above his head, and a huge energy star had already condensed into shape.

"Listen to the mournful cry of shattered stars! Galactic Starburst!"

The energy celestial body shot towards the Dragon King Anavatapta, unleashing an unimaginable burst of immense power.

However, the Dragon King neither dodged nor avoided this violent attack.

There was a boom.

The energy celestial body struck the Dragon King squarely, causing a violent explosion that tore the air apart. However, to Jia Long's surprise, his attack, which shattered space, only caused the Dragon King's powerful body to pause slightly.

Immediately afterwards, he rushed out of the blast radius unscathed, charging towards Jia Long again with undiminished speed and extreme ferocity.

"immortal?!"

Jia Long's eyelids twitched. The Dragon King's powerful physique reminded him of a monstrously powerful guy in the Ice Domain.