Chapter 114: Commander Elsid

Sanctuary, Sagittarius Palace

As Elsid of Capricorn and Athena Sasha were conversing, a sudden beastly roar echoed through the air.

“The scent left by Lord Hades—no matter how far, even thousands of miles away, it can be detected!”

Startled by the sudden appearance of a teleportation aura, Elsid swiftly positioned himself in front of Athena Sasha, eyes sharp and wary of the intruder.

Yet, in that fleeting moment, one of the Four Dream Gods, Icelos, seized the opportunity and bit into the body of Sagittarius Chiron.

A strange scene unfolded: Chiron’s soul was drawn out directly, without even a trace of resistance.

“How dare you!!”

A blaze of sacred fire shot forward fiercely, startling Icelos. The space around them twisted, and the sacred fire rebounded.

Feng Zhe caught the holy flame with one hand, extinguishing it calmly in his palm.

Elsid’s sacred sword struck, but Icelos evaded again using spatial distortion, then swiftly fled the scene with Chiron’s soul in tow.

To be able to steal Chiron’s soul right before Feng Zhe and Elsid was no feat of an ordinary underworld warrior.

Elsid then knelt before Athena Sasha, pleading, “This is my disgrace. I beseech you, Athena, to send me into battle—I vow to retrieve Chiron’s soul!”

A meticulous and disciplined commander, Elsid was known for his resolute spirit and fierce combat prowess, earning the trust of the high council.

His deep knowledge of the Four Dream Gods, thanks to his long-standing intelligence work, was unmatched.

Within the Sanctuary, no one was better suited for this mission.

Young Sasha, unfamiliar with the Dream Gods, listened intently as Elsid detailed the intelligence.

The Four Dream Gods ruled the realm of dreams—a domain governed by the gods themselves—possessing power far beyond that of the underworld warriors.

After hearing the report, Sasha knew this mission might be a one-way journey. Yet Elsid showed no fear; his eyes burned with unyielding determination.

Though reluctant to sacrifice such a stalwart, Sasha’s gaze turned to Feng Zhe.

Feng Zhe cleared his throat lightly. “The Four Dream Gods are formidable. Reckless action might be too perilous. Perhaps—”

“The Four Dream Gods? I shall personally strike them down with my sacred sword. I ask the elder-designate not to hinder me!”

As the seasoned intelligence commander, Elsid was well aware of Feng Zhe’s identity.

Even within the Sanctuary, some, led by the golden saints like Elsid, harbored reservations about Feng Zhe.

Just now, Feng Zhe’s intervention had clearly overstepped boundaries; Elsid was not convinced.

Feng Zhe, a little embarrassed, closed his eyes and said, “Then go ahead.”

Elsid’s cape fluttered as he strode determinedly out of the Sagittarius Palace.

Sasha asked Feng Zhe quietly, “Are you truly prepared to let him be the sacrifice this time?”

“A golden saint taking down four Dream Gods—that’s a bargain no matter how you look at it.”

From a strategic standpoint, achieving the greatest victory at the lowest cost is always worthwhile.

Though gentle in appearance, Sasha was no fool and understood this truth. She closed her eyes, tears falling silently.

“Nonsense! The lives of golden saints are no mere trifles! If we treat them as such, how are we different from those gods?”

Suddenly, Cancer Manigot appeared at the Sagittarius Palace, his eyes filled with a cavalier disdain, his voice laced with cruel mockery.

“Beating up gods again? Sounds like a lot of fun to me!”

Excitement sparked in Manigot’s eyes. At that moment, Gemini Defthros also arrived.

“Count me in for this fight!”

Feng Zhe smiled. “In that case, let’s give chase.”

Athena Sasha prayed silently for their safe return...

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Meanwhile, as Elsid of Capricorn stepped out of the Sanctuary, he was immediately surrounded by underworld warriors, led by the star-fall warrior Gregor.

Gregor’s armor was said to be as hard as diamond—the bane of sacred swords.

Yet before Elsid’s sacred sword, even diamond could be sliced clean in two.

In short order, Elsid shattered the group of underworld warriors.

Gregor, in disbelief until his last breath, could not comprehend the terrifying power of the sacred sword.

Elsid merely remarked calmly, “A sword of this caliber is hardly worthy of the name ‘sacred sword’.”

His sacred sword was still incomplete; being a man of strict discipline, Elsid held his weapon in the utmost reverence.

Just as Elsid prepared to depart, another beastly roar erupted from the sky.

In an instant, all Four Dream Gods appeared.

They were Onerilos the Dream God, Icelos the Illusion Dream, Phantasos the Deceiver, and Morpheus the Shaper.

The four gods united, sworn to slay Elsid.

But Elsid was no coward; he immediately unleashed his sacred sword.

A golden beam sliced down, cleaving the ground like soft dough—razor sharp.

His gaze was fixed clearly on Icelos, who had taken the Sagittarius soul.

But Icelos merely chuckled and twisted space to evade once more.

Elsid struck again, but luck was not on his side.

Icelos warped space beside Elsid, and a golden light flashed—his sharp sword strike aimed at himself.

At the critical moment, a shield suddenly appeared before Elsid.

The newcomer was none other than Feng Zhe, wielding Athena’s shield.

“It’s you?!”

Elsid gasped. Had that sacred sword landed, even he would have lost an arm.

It was Feng Zhe who saved him.

Elsid’s heart stirred deeply, and then the two shouted in unison:

“Corpse Qi Soul Burial Slash!”

“Galactic Starburst!”

The two mighty attacks forced even the Four Dream Gods to retreat and evade.

“Cancer Manigot!!”

“Gemini Defthros!!”

Elsid had not expected the two to appear here, let alone to come to their aid willingly.

“I often find you insufferable, but this fight—I’m all in!”

Manigot wore a world-weary smirk, but Feng Zhe knew that since Sage’s sacrifice, Manigot had grown even more reckless.

His focus, naturally, was on the underworld warriors.

Yet Elsid’s expression turned grave in an instant. With a swift movement, he appeared in front of them and declared,

“I do not wish to rely on others in my battle!”

He leapt again—this time striking with his foot.

Elsid could channel his sacred sword through his legs just as powerfully as through his arms.

But Icelos twisted space once more and struck Elsid’s face with a palm.

Then he boasted arrogantly, “Your sacred sword’s edge I connected from your front to your side—it was child's play!”

He then made a strange face, clearly proud of his spatial distortion technique.

Suddenly, a sharp slap landed squarely on Icelos’s face, sending him flying heavily to the ground.

Everyone was stunned by the sudden turn of events; even Elsid looked as though he had seen a monster.

The one who struck was none other than Feng Zhe of the Altar Constellation.

“I just couldn’t hold back. Weakness is one thing, but looking ugly too? Sorry, I couldn’t resist.”

Feng Zhe clapped his hands nonchalantly.

“Get lost!!”

Icelos erupted in rage...