Chapter 138 : The power of the Big Three, the trash, it's too noisy!
Radamanthys, one of the Three Giants, struck Aiolia and Shura with punches that carried enough force to tear apart mountains!
"Maximum Alert!"
He unleashed dark purple, destructive energy waves with both palms, which collided with Aiolia's Lightning Plasma.
Golden light and dark purple energy intertwined and exploded in mid-air. The shockwave, like an invisible giant hand, carved several meters-deep trenches into the surrounding rocky ground.
Aiolia was sent staggering back, his feet dragging long marks on the ground. For the first time, tiny cracks appeared on the shoulder armor of his Gold Cloth!
Shura's Holy Sword gleamed with cold light, each strike carrying a sharpness that could cut through space, yet it only left white marks on Radamanthys's Surplice.
The Surplice, infused with fragments of the Wall of Sighs, was far more durable than imagined.
Wyvern Aiacos's figure transformed into afterimages in the air, moving at a speed that surpassed the limits of human vision.
His ultimate technique, Garuda Flap, suddenly activated, and its immense power simultaneously flung Aphrodite and Camus into the air.
Aiacos slowly settled below them, drawing a cold cross star in front of him, his voice filled with killing intent.
"This is your grave!"
Boom! Boom! With two loud crashes, Aphrodite and Camus fell heavily to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.
But what made Aiacos's gaze darken slightly was that both of them struggled to get up from the rubble. Although Camus's Gold Cloth was severely damaged, the fighting spirit in his eyes had not extinguished!
Camus gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.
Li Yu, I must return alive to the Sanctuary and reclaim the Aquarius Cloth from you!
Ah!
Camus's Cosmo surged like never before!
The intensity of his freezing aura drastically increased, becoming so sharp that even Aiacos had to temporarily avoid its edge!
Griffin Minos's Cosmic Marionettion, like invisible venomous snakes, precisely wrapped around Mu and Aldebaran.
Mu hastily deployed his Crystal Wall, but it instantly became covered in cracks under the pull of the Marionettion. His psychokinesis and the Marionettion fiercely wrestled in the air, emitting a harsh, metallic grinding sound.
Aldebaran's Great Horn blasted out like a mountain collapsing, a golden energy wave rushing towards Minos, only to be blocked by the latter's raised hand.
A layer of black light film appeared on the surface of the Surplice. The energy wave instantly dissipated upon hitting the film, failing to cause any damage.
Hades's barrier continued to weaken the power of the Gold Saints; each breath felt as if life force was being siphoned away by an invisible power.
Meanwhile, the Three Giants, bolstered by the barrier, seemed tireless, their attacks growing stronger with each wave, coordinating as if they were one.
The Gold Saints were embroiled in a bitter struggle, unable to advance an inch. Forget about destroying the core of Hades's Castle, even getting close to the walls of that black fortress became extremely difficult.
Saga and Shaka were hidden behind a nearby grove of trees, their expressions calm, showing no signs of intending to intervene.
The current situation had not yet reached the critical point Li Yu had mentioned. Although the other Saints were engaged in fierce combat, their mission was far more arduous than anyone else's.
They had to face Hypnos, two true deities; any rash action could cause the entire plan to fail.
Just wait, it's not time yet!
As the battle at Hades's Castle reached a stalemate, the space above the Sanctuary suddenly fluctuated violently.
Like a giant stone dropped into calm water, ripples spread out, accompanied by an ear-piercing sound of tearing space.
Buzz!
Dozens of figures emanating a strong aura of death burst forth from the ripples, descending upon the Holy Mountain Plaza.
It was the surprise attack force composed of Celestial Specterss.
Their appearances were grotesque and terrifying.
Balrog Gordon carried a double-bladed battle-axe taller than himself, with black blood still clinging to its edge.
Papillon Myu's insect wings on his back vibrated at high speed, emitting a buzzing sound, and his compound eyes gleamed with greedy red light.
Golem Ivan clapped the Surplice plates on his chest, each clap producing a loud clang of metal.
The chilling light from their Surplices converged, forming a thick black cloud that completely obscured the sun over the Sanctuary. The blasphemy and ominous energy contained within their Cosmos, like a tide, assaulted every corner of the temples.
"Hahahaha! Sanctuary! Athena! We have arrived!"
Balrog Gordon's voice boomed like a bell, filled with undisguised contempt and wild joy.
"Look at your pathetic state, do you not even have a decent guard left?"
"Gold Saints? Bah! A bunch of fools, long since left forever in Hades's Castle by our great Three Giants! This place is an empty city now!"
Papillon Myu hovered in the air. Seeing Athena and Li Yu at the Summit of Holy Mountain, he cackled sinisterly.
"Tsk tsk tsk, Athena, do you feel despair? Get out here and die! Your warriors are waiting to die in the distance, no one can save you!"
"Is that man beside you Aquarius Li Yu?"
"Isn't he hailed as the strongest Gold Saint of this era? Why is he also scared and hiding in your barrier?"
"Make him come out! Today I'm going to dismantle his Cloth and use it as a toilet!"
"Come out and die, you wastes of the Sanctuary! Are you all dead?"
Golem Ivan roared, his voice shaking the stone pillars on the plaza slightly.
"Come out! Let this master stretch my muscles, and then I can send you all to meet Lord Hades sooner!"
These Specters laughed wantonly, their aura of death almost solidifying, like a black tide furiously crashing against the tranquility of the Sanctuary.
Athena stood at the temple entrance, her face unchanged, but her fingers gripping the Staff of Nike trembled slightly.
She could clearly sense the strength of these Specters; each one was no less powerful than a Silver Saint, and dozens of them together were enough to inflict devastating damage upon the Sanctuary.
Just then, a figure dressed in simple white coarse Cloth quietly stepped in front of her, shielding half of her body.
Li Yu stood with his hands behind his back, looking up slightly, his gaze, deep as a cold abyss, calmly swept over the shouting Specters.
There was no anger or panic on his face, only an indifference as if he were looking at a swarm of noisy mosquitoes.
It was as if these Celestial Specterss, emanating an aura of death, were merely bothersome dust.
Wherever his gaze landed, several of the loudest Celestial Specterss in the front row inexplicably felt a chill shoot up their spines to the back of their heads. Their arrogant demeanor instantly froze, their laughter caught in their throats, leaving only stiff expressions.
Li Yu's lips moved slightly, his voice not loud, yet it cut through all the noise like a cold blade, echoing clearly across the suddenly silent plaza.
"You… are too noisy!"