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Stardust Revolution.
It was an ultimate technique passed down from the former Pope Shion to Mu:
Summoning fragments of stars—amplifying their speed to that of light with telekinesis—and unleashing a devastating barrage of meteors—a swirling vortex of cosmic energy capable of obliterating anything in its path.
Its destructive power was said to rival that of a Galaxy's Destruction.
While likely an exaggeration, it was undoubtedly one of the most powerful techniques in existence.
Shion and Dohko—the two surviving Gold Saints from the previous Holy War, had lived for over two hundred years.
Shion as a Pope, had ruled Sanctuary and protected the Earth, participating in countless battles against Evil Gods, even single-handedly holding Sanctuary together after the devastating losses in the previous Holy War against Hades.
He was a more complete Saint than Dohko—whose time had been spent guarding the 108 Specters. And his ultimate technique—Stardust Revolution—was a testament to his power.
As Mika unleashed the technique, a massive cluster of stars enveloped Aiolia and Milo, tearing at their Gold Cloths.
If not for their armor's protection—they would have been obliterated, and their bodies reduced to atoms. Even so, they were both injured, though not fatally.
This was enough for Mika.
His objective wasn't to defeat them with this attack; it was merely a diversion.
After all, even the most powerful techniques were limited by the user's Cosmo.
And Mika's Cosmo, while enhanced—wasn't enough to defeat two Gold Saints instantly.
However, while his Cosmo alone might not be enough, his Gold Cloth was.
Mika raised his hand—and a Golden Bow and arrow materialized—the Weapons of the Sagittarius Gold Cloth.
Due to Athena's dislike of weapons, Saints primarily relied on hand-to-hand combat.
And to protect them, Cloths, imbued with mystical properties, were created.
These Cloths, especially the Twelve Gold Cloths, granted incredible defensive abilities. However, Athena's aversion to weapons didn't mean they were forbidden.
There was one exception: the Sagittarius Gold Cloth's bow and arrow.
Like Libra, Sagittarius also possessed unique weapons, but unlike Libra, these weapons were meant to be Used by the Sagittarius Saint.
However, the Sagittarius Saints, renowned for their Nobility and Justice—only used them against true Evil.
Until now...
Mika nocked the Golden Arrow, channeling his Cosmo into it and drawing the bowstring taut.
Aiolia and Milo, sent flying by Stardust Revolution, suddenly felt a surge of danger, a chilling premonition of death.
They looked towards Mika and their eyes widened in horror.
He had drawn the Golden Bow, its arrow, now brimming with Cosmo, aimed directly at them.
"RUN!! MILO!! The Golden Arrow…it can kill even a Gold Saint!" Aiolia shouted, his voice filled with urgency. As Aiolos's younger brother—he knew the arrow's power.
"I know!" Milo needed no further warning.
Milo also sensed the chilling aura of death emanating from the arrow. As a master of telekinesis—his spiritual senses were highly attuned, making him even more sensitive to the threat than Aiolia.
They transformed into light, fleeing in opposite directions.
Mika smiled.
He didn't pursue them; he didn't need to.
He was confident they couldn't escape.
He had imbued the arrow with a sliver of the law of [Unerring Accuracy]—a concept he had recently begun to grasp.
Its target was set; its path, inevitable.
While Gold Saints, with their immense power, Could potentially break such a law—for example, Deathmask's [Sekishiki Meikai-Ha] could even tear through the laws of the Underworld—Mika's nascent understanding of this Law was still enough to catch them off guard.
They were too focused on the arrow's raw power to sense the subtle shift in the very fabric of Reality. This attack had the element of surprise, a guaranteed hit on the first encounter.
However, Mika didn't intend to kill them.
They were Honorable Saints.
Their loyalty to Saga stemmed from their ignorance of his true nature.
Once Athena reclaimed Sanctuary, they would become valuable allies. He wouldn't kill them.
If it were Deathmask—who knowingly served the corrupted Saga, he wouldn't have hesitated.
But Milo and Aiolia deserved a chance. However, while he wouldn't kill them, they wouldn't escape his attack unscathed either.
Or rather—Milo wouldn't. He had, after all, attacked Mika first. An arrow for a needle; it seemed fair. He aimed for Milo's abdomen.
"The target is set. The path is clear. It's time to—loose the arrow."
"This Arrow—Will Pierce The Stars!" With a smile, he unleashed the Golden Arrow, a streak of golden light hurtling towards the fleeing Gold Saint.
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"MILO!!!!!" Aiolia had seen it: a flash of gold, overtaking Milo, striking him before he could react. Milo, his form flickering, reverted from light, then began to fall, his body silent and still.
"Damn it!" He received no response through their Cosmo link, used for communication in the vacuum of space.
He saw Milo plummeting towards Earth. Even with his Gold Cloth, such a fall would cause significant injuries, potentially crippling him. Aiolia couldn't stand by and watch.
He turned to pursue Milo, but Mika wouldn't allow it. He had been frustrated by their earlier combined assault, unable to unleash his full power, forced into a defensive position.
Now, it was his turn to make Aiolia feel the same pressure!
As Aiolia flew towards the falling Milo—Mika followed, Cosmo gathering in his fist.
"Atomic Light-Speed Punch!"
Aiolia's eyes widened in alarm. He couldn't take that attack head-on. He dodged, but the maneuver prevented him from reaching Milo.
Mika had successfully intercepted him.
"—GET OUT OF MY WAY!!!!"
"You came after me, and now you want me to step aside? What kind of logic is that?" Mika chuckled, his smile not reaching his eyes.
He unleashed a barrage of attacks, Each blow aimed at a vital point. Against a Gold Saint—Holding back was pointless.
Mika attacks were relentless, each one more powerful than the last, forcing Aiolia into a defensive position, unable to focus on rescuing Milo.
He unleashed several of his newly developed techniques, using Aiolia as a—test subject.
Against a distracted Aiolia, Mika had the advantage, and he was enjoying himself.
But it didn't last.
Aiolia regained his focus, his gaze fixed on Milo, who had now crashed into the Earth below. He stared at Mika, his Cosmo surging, a silent promise of vengeance.
"His Cosmo…it's increasing…rapidly—" Mika murmured, feeling the pressure, his amusement fading. He knew the real battle was about to begin.
A Saint's true power was unleashed when their Cosmo burned.
Seiya and the others, whose Cosmo was normally at the Sixth Sense level, could temporarily reach the Seventh Sense during their battles in the Twelve Temples, the Eighth Sense in the Underworld, and even the Ninth Sense in Elysion.
And Aiolia now burning with rage and grief over Milo's fall, his Cosmo surging—was nearing the Eighth Sense.
While temporary—his power was immense.
"Lightning — Plasma!" Without a word, he unleashed his most powerful attack.
Mika's eyes widened as he saw the attack approaching. He couldn't take that head-on. He dodged, but the maneuver prevented him from pressing his attack. Aiolia had successfully trapped him.
"Light-Speed Punch!" Mika countered.
However, this time, their techniques weren't evenly matched. Aiolia's attack, amplified by his surging Cosmo, overwhelmed Mika's, hurtling towards him.
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