376: Friendship is somewhat restrained

Eldred was also a standout among the Golden Saints; as the Capricorn, the Holy Sword technique was his signature Move.

In the past, when Hasgard sparred with Eldred, he had never once gained the upper hand!

As for why Eldred could control dreams now, Hasgard actually had some guesses in his heart!

Legend had it that the God of Sleep, Hypnos, once had four dream gods under his command: Phobetor the Terror, Icelos the Phantasm, Phantasos the False Image, and Morpheus the Shaper. This little group had once tried to drag all of humanity into a nightmare world and place them under the rule of the God of Sleep.

And this Eldred had actually single-handedly slain all four dream gods. Even the God of Sleep, Hypnos, could not forcibly take his soul after he sacrificed himself. It could be said that his willpower was remarkably strong.

“It must have something to do with those four dream gods!”

Hasgard thought to himself, while the invisible, intangible, yet truly existent Sword Qi on the opposite side suddenly closed in on his body.

“Explode!”

Hum! Boom!

He threw another punch, and the opposing Sword Qi vanished silently. Eldred’s face remained expressionless, as if he were still in a deep sleep, yet his reactions were extremely fast. After Hasgard neutralized his attack, he still chose to continue attacking, and each Move was sharper than the last. Although the accuracy of the attacks was a bit lacking, the momentum of the attacks became increasingly fierce!

Although he had said he would help Ksitigarbha and the others stop this “Holy Sword,” he still found it difficult to strike heavily against his old friend, which gave Eldred many opportunities to take his life.

“Sigh, an unconscious state is really troublesome...”

Hasgard was caught in a tense tug-of-war with his opponent, and for a moment, he couldn't think of any good way to break the deadlock.

“Hmm? The helmet...”

Hasgard suddenly remembered something and couldn't help but curl his lip. “The Saint Seiya's helmet has pretty strong defense, right? So if I strike a little harder, maybe he can withstand it!”

He pulled back his fists, a bit of golden light brewing on his chest, and immediately unleashed a Great Horn.

He hadn't used such a finishing Move for a long time. This Move contained his understanding of the Power Law, so its attack power was far greater than in the past. With this punch, the unconscious Eldred didn't even have a chance to dodge and was hit instantly.

Bang! Boom!

Eldred's body slammed into the ground, his helmet sent flying dozens of meters away, and blood involuntarily flowed down from the top of his head, looking quite miserable.

“Oh no, I used too much force!”

Hasgard flipped and landed on the ground to check Eldred's injuries. However, just as he crouched down, the other man sat up, clutching his head, and said groggily, “So... so painful... Who... who is attacking me?”

He suddenly opened his eyes, looked up, and saw Hasgard. He couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth as he said, “There's no one else but you who could use such a reckless method to wake someone up!”

Hasgard didn't feel embarrassed at all. He curled his lip and said, “Who told you to keep acting like a sleepwalker? Honestly, if I weren't afraid you'd be unconvinced if you lost, I would have had the urge to punch you into smithereens. Hmph, tell me, is it your doing that the people in this city have become like this?”

Eldred shook his head helplessly. “Stop joking. I don't have that kind of ability. Someone is just using my special Physique, which can connect to dreams, to control them... Hmm, but you woke me up just in time; otherwise, perhaps I would have been like them, trapped in an endless nightmare unable to pull myself out!”

“So, you have to thank me then?”

Hasgard curled his lip. “If it weren't a last resort, I really wouldn't want to fight you!”

Eldred said helplessly, “If we don't fight, Goddess Athena will suffer, so bring it on!”

He slowly stood up and raised his right hand. “Actually, there's no need to say anything else. Let's decide the winner in one Move; that should count as having fought, right?”

Hasgard burned his Cosmo to the limit, his right fist emitting a scorching light. His eyes were full of brilliance as he said, “Come on, I haven't used this finishing Move for a long time, and this is what I obtained from comprehending the power of the earth...”

“My Holy Sword is also different from before; this is what I obtained from comprehending the microscopic world... It is called... Atomic Split!”

The light shining on the Holy Sword was fading, making it look like an ordinary arm. However, the arm without any Qi became more dangerous than usual; it was a power that could not be clearly described.

Hasgard didn't understand, and Eldred understood even less, but the one point where Hasgard was stronger than him was that he knew his power was a kind of Law power.

In other words, this Move of Eldred's had also touched the threshold of the Law; it was a manifestation of the Dao.

If Ksitigarbha were here, he would definitely be able to recognize the source of this Law.

The Law of Sharpness, a power capable of cutting atoms!

Hum!

“Come on, watch my new Titan Burst!”

The punch was without any frills, neither fast nor slow, purely embodying heaviness—so thick and heavy that it even gave Eldred the illusion that he was dealing with a planet!

This punch contained his understanding of planetary rotation, and it was several degrees stronger than when he fought Tang Ku before. After all, he could still borrow the power of the earth, or rather, the power of the Earth's movement—the power of the Earth's rotation!

Even if it were only one ten-thousandth, it was not something that Eldred on the opposite side could withstand.

Perhaps his Holy Sword could split Hasgard's fist, but this power would still be able to act upon him.

The thought occurred in an instant, and the clash of battle also happened in this instant.

Their figures flashed, and within a fraction of a second, they were already standing back to back.

Click!

A crack suddenly appeared on Hasgard's chest; his Saint Cloth was neatly split into two pieces. A wound, neither shallow nor deep, appeared obliquely across his chest, and a line of blood appeared at that spot.

Behind him, Eldred collapsed with a crash after a few seconds of pause. The Saint Cloth on his body was constantly shattering and disintegrating. In the end, except for the arms and legs, the remaining parts all crumbled into dust.

“Alright, at least you kid still have some conscience...”

Hasgard touched the shallow wound on his chest and said helplessly.

Both of them struck at the same time, both unleashing their strongest Moves, yet they had almost simultaneously withdrawn half of their power.

Perhaps friendship is vividly embodied in a single moment!

The battle ended. Hasgard turned around abruptly to look at the other battlefield and couldn't help but click his tongue, saying, “Damn, are these people crazy?”