Listening to his sister's voice transmission, Delmor automatically ignored Perseus's booming voice and climbed up from the ground, covered in blood.
Bang! Bang! Bang!!
Delmor panted violently. His heartbeat accelerated in his ears, his hot blood surged, and the sounds were like blood vessels constantly exploding inside his body.
The blood throughout his body ran like untamed wild horses, as mighty as a great river, flowing without end.
The ceaseless strength it brought made his scalp tingle, trapping him in a repeated cycle between pain and pleasure.
He slowly closed his eyes and controlled the immense newborn power. A powerful aura radiated from his robust body, crushing the nearby trial-takers until they could barely breathe.
The open ground before the hall fell deathly silent. Those who had once felt jealous now knew themselves to be inferior; they could not even face this unbeatable aura.
If this was what a Saint Seiya was, could I do it?
For a moment, many people began to doubt themselves. The arrogance they had carried upon reaching the second palace instantly vanished, leaving behind only self-doubt and insecurity.
"Ha!"
Unable to bear the torment brought by that power, Delmor desperately needed to vent it. His eyes widened in fury, and the muscles across his body swelled like balloons.
He bent his knees slightly and held his hands before him in a stance resembling wrestling. The next second, he charged into Taurus Palace wrapped in a violent hurricane, leaving behind two deeply sunken footprints.
The storm spread outward. Fine yet deep cracks slowly spread from the edges of those sunken footprints.
Boom!!
Inside Taurus Palace, a ring of air exploded outward. The violent winds crushed the walls and stone pillars, leaving dents as though they had been struck by blunt weapons.
Pulverized stone peeled away and