Becoming a Saint Seiya since the Age of Mythology

Please forgive me!

"It's alright, you can handle it yourself!"

Shion did not object, and added, "However, I remember you once said that something seemed to have happened at the Temple of Delphi, and everyone, along with the temple, had disappeared without a trace."

"Now that you've encountered the prophetic witches, ask them what happened to them. I'm also very curious!"

"no problem!"

Regulus responded and then ended the communication.

He looked at the girl in front of him and said seriously, "I have confirmed with the Holy Land that the war in the Sahara has ended."

"I am now free to move around and can help you resolve the trouble that is about to come."

"However, I'm very curious, what exactly happened to your Temple of Delphi? Why did everyone, along with the temple, disappear?"

Upon hearing this, Alcibiades looked sad. She slowly walked to the door, looked up at the sky outside, and said, "Actually, I don't know what happened either."

"Because just before the disaster struck, the Grand Elder secretly sent me out of the temple."

"However, the Grand Elder once told me that our enemy seems to be a god!"

"However, the god in the shadows concealed everything with his great power, and even the witch's eyes could not see the hidden destiny."

Although witches possess the ability to foresee the future, they are ultimately mortals. When the gods consciously conceal fate, even their eyes cannot see it clearly.

She turned to look at Regulus on the bed and said, "To tell you the truth! The crisis I'm about to face in two days is actually a continuation of the last temple crisis!"

"The hidden god noticed my existence, so he sent assassins to silence me completely."

"Otherwise, I wouldn't have taken such a huge risk to save you!"

During that crisis, she realized that it was thanks to Leo's protection that she survived.

This is why she was determined to save Leo.

She is following the guidance of fate.

Chapter 447 The Assassin Arrives

"What is the assassin's strength?" Regulus asked seriously.

Alcitus thought for a moment and said uncertainly, "Very strong. I can't tell exactly how strong, but it's at least at the level of the Seventh Sense."

"The Seventh Sense? Indeed, a formidable foe!" Regulus breathed a slight sigh of relief.

The Seventh Sense is already a top-tier combat ability that is commonly seen in the human world.

However, during this period, he encountered several formidable enemies who surpassed the Seventh Sense, which increased the pressure on him.

Hearing about the world's most powerful seventh sense now, he felt a sense of relief.

At least, it wasn't another encounter with the Eighth Sense.

Then, he looked at the girl and said, "Normally, I should have taken you back to the Holy Land."

"After all, it's safer there."

"But I am seriously injured and unable to move for the time being, so I can't take you away."

"I'll leave the next two days to you."

"Hopefully, in these two days, I can recover enough strength to deal with that unknown assassin!"

He had no hope of recovering from his injuries.

He knew very well that his injuries were beyond the reach of most people.

Even the witch in front of them was only treated hastily and could not be cured completely.

Only by returning to the Sanctuary and finding Odysseus of Ophiuchus can there be a possibility of healing.

Although his injuries are irreversible, he still possesses the foundation of his eighth sense.

Once I recover some strength, it will be enough to deal with enemies with the Seventh Sense.

"Don't worry, leave it to me!" Alcitis readily agreed.

Time flies, and two days have passed in the blink of an eye.

Under the care of the young witch, Regulus's injuries eased considerably, and he regained much of his fighting strength and mobility.

“Once we’ve dealt with that assassin, you can come back to the Sanctuary with me!” Regulus suggested.

"Then let's forget about it!"

He handed over a roasted lamb leg, but Alcitus shook his head repeatedly, saying, "Your Sanctuary is a place of trouble too, I'm not going there!"

"With my small frame, I might become cannon fodder in a holy war at any time!"

She only possesses the power of a sixth sense, roughly equivalent to a Bronze Saint. With such power, she would be nothing more than cannon fodder in the Holy War.

"Don't worry, we will protect you!" Regulus said solemnly.

"Then let's forget about it!"

Alcibiades waved her hand again, and said self-deprecatingly, "Even you Saints with the Eighth Sense might not survive this Holy War, so how could you possibly have the strength to protect a little witch like me?"

"I'm not going to the Holy Land!"

“But even if I can help you deal with the assassin this time, what about next time? Can you handle it yourself?” Regulus patiently advised.

"Don't worry about that, I've already planned it out!"

Alcitus patted his chest and said smugly, "Once you help me deal with that assassin this time, I'm confident I can completely erase my traces and make sure the gods behind them can never find me again!"

As prophetic witches, their combat strength may not be very strong, but their ability to hide and survive is their forte.

This was something that was gradually developed over a long history.

Because it's not just gods who want to know the future, but also all sorts of people.

To avoid being disturbed and to avoid unnecessary trouble, they gradually developed the corresponding skills of concealment and survival.

The reason she was targeted this time was entirely due to her own lack of self-cultivation and failure to properly handle her own mess.

Having learned her lesson, she was now confident enough to escape the god's sight and completely hide herself.

Regulus was still uneasy and wanted to ask more, but Alcestis's expression suddenly changed, and he hid behind him, whispering, "He's here!"

"The enemy is here?" Regulus was somewhat taken aback.

Even with his eighth sense, he couldn't detect any fluctuations indicating an enemy's approach.

Knowing he was skeptical, Alcitus patiently explained, "He is still beyond your perception range. The reason I was able to sense His presence was entirely due to the witch's prophetic abilities, which allowed me to see His approach in the river of fate."

As they were talking, Regulus's expression changed.

He sensed a powerful, unfamiliar microcosm rapidly approaching him.

boom!

With a flash of red light, a powerful wave landed on an open space in front of the two.

In an instant, the ground cracked open, and countless pebbles flew everywhere, directly pulverizing the surrounding vegetation.

But when the rubble got close to Regulus, it was all blocked a foot in front of him, unable to get any closer.

"Another seventh sense!"

Sensing the powerful aura emanating from the newcomer, Regulus let out a long sigh.

In fact, he has encountered quite a few Eighth Senses during this period, but that does not mean that the Eighth Sense is very common.

Even the seventh sense is rarely seen in normal times.

But as the holy war began, the world became increasingly chaotic, and the previously uncommon seventh sense began to emerge.

For a moment, Regulus couldn't tell whether these people had come out to disrupt the world, or whether the world was in chaos and that's why they came into being.

Ahead, as the dust settled, a warrior clad in red armor was revealed.

That was a type of battle suit that Regulus had never seen before.

Clearly, this is yet another unnamed fighting force.

"Leo?"

The newcomer clearly recognized him and stopped in his tracks.

“Since you recognize me, then step back! I can pretend you were never here!” Regulus waved his hand and said.

The newcomer's face was obscured by a red mist, making it impossible to see clearly, but he could roughly determine that it should be a male fighter.

"I'm sorry, my mission is to take down that little girl! Please don't block my way!" The newcomer glanced behind Regulus.

Alcitus was hiding behind Regulus, trembling as he watched him.

"What if I say no?" Regulus clenched his fist, and a powerful aura of cosmos immediately emanated from his body.

"The Eighth Sense?"

Sensing an aura far surpassing the Seventh Sense, the newcomer exclaimed in surprise and involuntarily took two steps back.

But he quickly regained his composure and said seriously, "Although you have already comprehended the Eighth Sense, you are seriously injured now and may not be my match!"

"If you insist on protecting that little girl, then I'll have no choice but to kill you too!"

After saying that, he also ignited his own inner universe, releasing an equally powerful aura.

While not quite at the level of Regulus's Eighth Sense, it still reached a mid-level of the Seventh Sense.

For Regulus now, he is indeed a formidable opponent.

"It seems there's no room for negotiation between us!"

Regulus sighed softly and then asked, "Before we make our move, may I ask your name?"

"With your strength, you must be someone who is not unknown, right?"

A level 7th Sense is not something to be taken lightly; even in peacetime, few Gold Saints could rival him.

"You may call me 'The Man of Lust'!"

The man snorted coldly and immediately charged towards Regulus.