Tokyo, deep within the White Jade Villa palace.
Tobirama Senju toyed with the Empire divine mark condensed from Nanika's origin in his hand, his gaze deep and cold. After subduing Shaina and Marin, the two strongest female assassins of the Sanctuary, he had completely and utterly lost the last shred of patience he had for this so-called world of "Saint Seiya."
"I thought the gods of this world might offer this emperor a little amusement. Instead, they are nothing but a pack of false gods cowering in the mud, barely clinging to life by exploiting the faith of mortals."
Tobirama slowly rose to his feet. His loose robe, embroidered with dark golden Five-Clawed Golden Dragons, radiated a terrifying imperial pressure capable of suppressing all heavens and worlds beneath the aura of immortal power.
"Rather than wait for those Golden Saints dressed in scraps of metal to come knocking one by one, this emperor might as well personally claim this so-called 'territory of the gods.'"
He slightly turned his head, his gaze falling upon Saori Kido, who was imprisoned within a barrier not far away.
The reincarnation of Athena, goddess of war and wisdom, who had once stood high above all and been revered by countless Saints, had now been changed into the lowest-grade, nearly translucent pure-white gauze slave dress from the Great Empire palace. Her divine essence was tightly sealed by Yang Release immortal power, and a slender golden ring engraved with Great Empire formations was even locked around her neck. Slumped upon the jade floor, her eyes were hollow and filled with fear. Not a trace of a goddess's dignity remained.
"Come here," Tobirama said flatly.
Saori's delicate body shuddered violently. Her instinctive sense of humiliation made her want to resist. Yet the seal deep within her soul, combined