Chapter 114: The Giant Jug's Exit

“Alright, I understand!” Yin Seventeen nodded and walked toward the edge of the battlefield, where Camus and Daedalus, both equally battered, stood.

Perhaps because Camus’s ice and Daedalus’s chains favored defense, their injuries, though severe, were not nearly as bad as those of Dismas and his companion.

He spread his hands and once again summoned the nectar hidden within the Giant Crab Cloth.

Immediately, two streams of clear water seeped through the seams of the cloth’s gloves, restrained by his telekinesis and held in his palms as two fist-sized water spheres.

“Lord Camus, Senior Daedalus, this nectar can heal your wounds. Please drink it,” Yin Seventeen said, offering the two spheres to them.

“Is it really effective?” Daedalus eyed the nectar with doubt, using telekinesis to take the water ball from Yin Seventeen’s left hand.

Nearby, Rigel stepped forward seriously, saying, “The Giant Crab constellation did not lie. Dismas and I were gravely wounded, but after drinking this nectar, most of our injuries have healed!”

To strengthen his words, he opened his palm and summoned a small cosmos force, causing a faint blue flame to rise from his hand.

Feeling that Orion’s cosmos energy hadn’t weakened since the battle began, Camus no longer hesitated. He decisively took the water sphere from Yin Seventeen’s right hand and drank it all at once.

In an instant, an indescribable comfort flooded his entire body, as if every cell was reborn with new vitality.

His strength returned, fatigue vanished, and everything healed at a miraculous pace.

Within mere breaths, all his wounds had crusted over.

Camus gently wiped away the scabs on his hand, revealing skin as fresh as a newborn’s. He couldn’t help but marvel, “Truly miraculous nectar!”

He had worried that with their current physical states, using the “Athena Exclamation” would be difficult, but now, all concerns were resolved.

Beside him, Daedalus followed suit, drinking the nectar. Feeling his body’s transformation, he too was astonished.

“This is truly amazing!”

“All right, Peacock and Giant Crab, this battle no longer concerns you! Move away from here, preferably retreat beyond the Sanctuary!” Camus, now healed, seriously instructed Yin Seventeen and his companion.

“The Giant Crab can leave, but I think I’ll stay; perhaps I can be of some help?” Mayura shook her head.

The Giant Crab constellation’s speed didn’t even reach the silver limit, making it impossible to contribute meaningfully, but she was different.

Though her power did not match those who had awakened the seventh sense, her speed had reached the silver limit, only slightly less than the speed of light, giving her a real chance to intervene in the fight.

“No need!” Camus waved his hand and looked toward the black pillar of light atop the pyramid, speaking solemnly, “We are about to use an extremely powerful forbidden technique. If you stay, you risk being caught in the crossfire. It’s best if you move far away!”

“But—”

“No buts, this is an order!”

Mayura wanted to argue, but Camus’s firm tone left no room for objection.

“Lord Sagittarius, Orion, come with me!”

Camus called to the two silvers and immediately burst into a sprint, heading toward the pyramid.

Seeing this, Yin Seventeen could only urge Peacock, “Senior Mayura, I think it’s best we leave here and let them fight in peace.”

Mayura cast a deep glance at the retreating backs of Camus and the others, then transformed into a green streak of light and flew away.

“Wishing you success!”

Yin Seventeen sighed silently before transforming into a streak of light and departing as well.

Hearing Camus mention the “forbidden technique,” he had already guessed their plan.

They intended to use the “Athena Exclamation.”

This was a three-in-one combined attack, harnessing the power of three seventh-sense warriors to unleash a destructive force comparable to a cosmic explosion.

Though rumors might be exaggerated, the technique’s power was undeniably extraordinary.

However, Athena had prohibited its use, decreeing that any Saint who employed it would lose their status.

But now, with the Sanctuary under the Pope’s control and Athena yet to return, no one could truly restrain these seventh-sense Saints.

If they used the forbidden technique, so be it.

“Yet, why did Athena forbid the Saints from using this move?” Yin Seventeen pondered curiously.

Logically, the “Athena Exclamation” was tremendously powerful and advantageous, especially against the Underworld, greatly reducing friendly casualties and expanding victories.

Why then did Athena classify it as forbidden? Wasn’t that strange?

Rumors claimed Athena forbade it to preserve fairness in battle and respect the opponent’s dignity.

But if there was a stronger technique hidden away, wouldn’t refusing to use it only increase their own casualties?

Surely, her prohibition of the “Athena Exclamation” wasn’t purely for fairness; there must be other reasons.

On the northwest battlefield, Arudiba lay on the ground, his fading cosmos suddenly flaring up again.

“That guy… why isn’t he dead yet?” Shurotel frowned slightly.

He could see at a glance that Arudiba’s entire body was charred, barely clinging to life, expected to perish at any moment.

Yet, that single breath kept him alive until now—it was truly baffling.

Quetzalcoatl glanced back seriously. “No, he’s already dead.”

“What you see now is his lingering will!”

“He is forcibly holding onto his last breath through sheer determination, wanting to keep fighting us!”

As the goddess of life, she immediately saw through Arudiba’s state.

He was nothing but a living corpse!

The real Arudiba had died shortly after she pulled him from the lava.

Even after death, he struggled to keep fighting—a testament to his courage.

“But what can he do with that scorched body? He probably can’t even stand,” Shurotel sneered.

“Who can say for sure?” Quetzalcoatl smiled faintly, sensing the increasing cosmos within the Taurus constellation.

She had always admired Taurus, and the fact that he still wished to fight even in death made her look forward to and respect him even more.

Suddenly, much to Shurotel’s surprise, Arudiba sat upright.

In that instant, a crisp cracking sound was heard.

Focusing her gaze, she clearly saw a crack forming across Arudiba’s waist.

The carbonized body of Taurus had broken under the strain of sitting up.