Chapter 98 The Demise of the Evil Saga

With the destruction of the three thorn roots, the brambles entwined around Miss Saori instantly lost all vitality, withering before their eyes. A gust of wind swept by, and the shriveled brambles crumbled into ashes.

Lucifer, who was locked in combat with Saga, naturally noticed this sudden change. The wicked Saga sneered, “It seems your sacrificial plan has failed.”

Lucifer snorted coldly. “Even without the help of those three gods, I can still seize dominion over the Earth!”

Saga returned a cold laugh. “Dominion over the Earth can only be mine!”

The two ambitious men, each viewing the other as his greatest obstacle, overlooked the seemingly frail Miss Athena Saori.

At that moment, Seiya shouted, “Miss Saori!”

Seiya rushed over, witnessing the battle between Saga and Lucifer. The shockwaves from their clash placed Miss Saori at the very heart of the storm, her life in constant peril.

Just then, the leader of the Seraphim, Beelzebub the Archangel, also noticed Seiya. He unleashed the Garuda Hellish Wings, soaring like an eagle through the sky, shattering Seiya’s Sacred Cloth in an instant.

Seiya collapsed to the ground, reaching out a hand and calling, “Miss Saori!”

As if responding to his call, Hyoga, Shun, and Shiryu arrived one after another, each unleashing their own techniques—Aurora Execution, Andromeda Chain, and Rozan Rising Dragon—but Beelzebub, flying above, shattered each of their Sacred Cloths in turn and sent them all crashing to the ground.

“Hmph, fools who do not know their limits. Beneath my Sky God’s Eagle, no Saint is worth a blow.”

The Archangel held nothing but contempt for these Bronze Saints—not only due to his overwhelming power, but also his status as a Seraph and his divine wings bestowed upon him by the gods.

“Is that so? Then let me show you the Phoenix’s fury.”

Phoenix’s Wings, Soaring!

A powerful force, like the outstretched wings of a phoenix, blended with the searing heat of hellfire, caused Ikki’s cosmos to surge to its utmost limits. Like a true phoenix, he flew at Beelzebub.

Garuda Hellish Wings!

Beelzebub once again wielded his divine wings, ghostly and fierce, his fists flying in the sky, intent on sending his adversary to hell.

The two clashed head-on. Ikki’s Sacred Cloth was shattered, and he was sent flying.

“Saints are nothing but weaklings!” Beelzebub sneered. But at that moment, a holy flame appeared before him. Before he could see who it was, a barrage of light-speed punches sent him hurtling away.

When he turned back, he saw the newcomer gripping his proud divine wings and, with a mighty pull, tore them off completely.

“What! You are—”

The holy fire engulfed Beelzebub. In a matter of moments, amid agonized screams, he was reduced to ashes.

“Alex…”

“High Priest…”

Seiya’s eyes widened. Feng Zhe’s strength far surpassed his wildest imagination, entirely outside what he had anticipated.

Now, both the wicked Saga and Lucifer turned their gazes toward Feng Zhe, a particular hatred burning in Saga’s eyes.

Sensing Saga’s intent, Lucifer spoke, “I can offer you half of Athena’s blood. If you utterly destroy them, what do you say?”

Before a new threat, a temporary alliance is always necessary.

Saga gave a cold laugh. “Agreed.”

With a flicker, Saga appeared before Feng Zhe.

Only then did Feng Zhe feel the change in Saga. His cosmos now bore an oppressive aura of supremacy, and the evil within it seemed almost tangible. Yet this will was tainted by impurities, making it somewhat incoherent.

Still, his power was undeniable.

“Alex, die!”

Galaxian Explosion!

Like stars flaring in the darkness, several massive celestial bodies blazed into existence behind the wicked Saga, each as hot and vast as a sun.

Feng Zhe’s cosmos soared to its highest peak. The constellation of the Altar appeared behind him.

At the moment the sacred flame on the altar ignited, it leaped skyward, piercing through the clouds.

Now, the image of the Zodiac appeared beyond the clouds.

The sacred fires of the twelve houses flared to life, converging and gathering in Feng Zhe’s hands.

Twelve Temples’ Ultimate Roar!

A destructive power rivaling the greatest of the Gold Saints’ techniques, far surpassing the golden limit, collided head-on with Saga’s Galaxian Explosion.

Saga felt immense pressure, pouring all his power into his cosmos, trying to drive this evil force to its extreme.

Feng Zhe’s own burden doubled—even with the aid of the Zodiac, he struggled to resist Saga’s might.

At that critical moment, Seiya, Shiryu, Hyoga, Shun, and Ikki appeared around Feng Zhe, each shouting their own attack:

Pegasus Meteor Fist!

Rozan Rising Dragon!

Aurora Execution!

Nebula Storm!

Phoenix’s Wings, Soaring!

The cosmos of the five Bronze Saints poured into the Ultimate Roar of the Twelve Temples, pushing its power to the absolute limit.

At that instant, their Sacred Cloths all turned golden—a transformation only achieved when their cosmos reached the Seventh Sense, the ultimate proof of their power.

“What!” Now it was Saga’s turn to feel the crushing pressure, watching helplessly as the combined power turned back against him.

“Damn it! I am God Saga—I cannot lose!”

Despite his unwillingness, Saga was swallowed by the overwhelming force. His Sacred Cloth was shattered and he was sent flying, crashing heavily to the earth.

“He’s still alive!” Feng Zhe thought inwardly, then saw Saga’s broken body begin to heal before his very eyes.

“Haha! I will not lose—I am a god!” Saga declared again, making the five Saints tense with anxiety.

Sacrifice!

Divinity Stripped!

A fire not of this world burst forth from the Altar constellation, striking Saga and setting him ablaze.

“No! You cannot take my divinity!”

Saga screamed in agony, but his defeat was inevitable. His godhood was stripped away before their eyes and drawn into the altar.

[Ding! You have obtained the divinity of Ares, the God of War!]

The one who originally granted Saga his divinity was Abell, the Sun God. Whether by accident or design, the divinity he bestowed was actually that of Ares, God of War.

With this divinity, Saga gained not only rapid physical regeneration, but also unprecedented mastery over ultimate techniques.

However, perhaps due to incompatibility, this divinity never truly fused with Saga, so his strength had not increased greatly.

Now, stripped of his godhood, Saga’s body rapidly withered, and in no time he became a decrepit old man.

“Athena…”

In his final moment, with hands as shriveled as a mummy’s, Saga reached out toward Saori in the distance. Perhaps only as death approached could he feel remorse.