Chapter 041: Exposure

In the eyes of the Gold Saints, Athena was noble and inviolable.

For this reason, even without sensing Athena's Cosmo, everyone still regarded this puppet as the true Athena. All of this was because of Saga.

Saga played the role of the Pope, telling everyone that this was Athena, and everyone believed it.

Because they never dared to think that the Pope would betray Lady Athena.

The Pope was Athena's representative on Earth; how could he betray his own goddess? So they took the Pope's words as Athena's words, as golden rules.

Even the former Milo was no exception.

Thus, when Milo learned that Saga had deceived her, she became so furious.

"Lady Athena." The Pope, after leading everyone to pay respects to the puppet, said slowly, "Scorpio Milo, who had gone missing from the Sanctuary, has returned. She has a very important matter to report to Lady Athena."

The puppet nodded, holding Athena's scepter, her gaze level with Milo.

"Scorpio Milo, what matter do you have to report to me?"

Milo walked over and stood shoulder to shoulder with the Pope. This gesture seemed somewhat presumptuous, and some Saints couldn't help but frown.

"Lady Athena, I have a very important thing to tell you, and that is your..." As Milo spoke, she suddenly threw a punch at the Pope.

Light Speed Punch!

The Pope never expected Milo to attack him in front of Athena, and with such a thunderous Light Speed Punch at that.

By the time he reacted, he had already been sent flying, his helmet shattered into pieces in an instant.

For a moment, the entire temple was in an uproar.

The Gold Saints were all stunned, and many shouted excitedly, "Milo, what are you doing?"

"Stop it, Milo!"

But some more aggressive ones had already attacked Milo.

"Cumulative Cursed Corpse Wave!"

"Lightning Plasma!"

The attackers were Cancer Deathmask and Leo Aiolia! Seeing Milo suddenly attack the Pope, they decisively struck at Milo.

However, Milo was already on guard. She dodged their attacks with a flicker of her body and shouted, "Stop! Look and see who the Pope really is!"

The two were taken aback and turned to look back. In fact, not just them, but all the Saints, following Milo's shout, turned their gaze to the Pope.

The Pope, knocked down by Milo, stood up. His helmet had been shattered by Milo, revealing a handsome face.

And that face was known to all the Saints.

"Saga! How can it be you! You're still alive?!" Shura stared incredulously at that face. Over a decade ago, the Sagittarius Saint Aiolos had betrayed the Sanctuary and attempted to assassinate Athena.

The Pope had ordered him and Saga to pursue.

In the end, he had successfully killed Aiolos, but Saga, who had fought alongside him, died in that battle. This memory still filled Shura with guilt.

Occasionally, he would recall that earth-shattering battle. If he had been a little stronger, perhaps Saga wouldn't have died. But what was he seeing now?

Saga was alive and had become the Pope!

This was impossible!

Every Pope was personally appointed by the previous Pope or by the Goddess Athena. At the inauguration, all Saints would attend the ceremony for the new Pope.

But as everyone knew, the current Pope should be the Gold Saint who survived the last Holy War.

To this day, no new Pope had been appointed. But now, the Pope was gone, and Saga, who was supposed to be dead, had donned the Pope's robes and ruled the entire Sanctuary for so many years. This was too absurd.

Anyone would know there was a conspiracy behind this.

"Saga." Mu stepped forward, his gaze fixed on Saga, who had abandoned his disguise after being exposed. "Where is the Pope?"

As everyone knew, he was the Pope's disciple. Now that his master was missing and Saga had usurped his master's position, Mu's gaze at Saga grew colder and colder.

"The Pope is dead."

An icy voice echoed through the temple, but it wasn't Saga who spoke—it was Milo.

"Over a decade ago, Saga killed the aged and frail Pope, impersonated him, and attempted to assassinate Athena. But Aiolos discovered it and risked his life to take Lady Athena away."

"Then Saga forged the Pope's orders, sending himself and Shura to pursue Aiolos."

"Afterward, he used Shura to kill Aiolos, faked his own death, and then wholeheartedly played the role of the Pope, deceiving us all these years."

Milo stepped forward, standing shoulder to shoulder with Mu, locking onto Saga. "Am I right, Saga?"

Her words were like a nuclear bomb, turning the scene upside down.

Saga hadn't expected his plan to be so easily exposed by Milo. He couldn't help but ask in confusion, "How do you know all this?"

These words were undoubtedly an admission of his deeds. After all, his face had been revealed, and there were some things he couldn't deny. No one here was a fool.

The only thing he found puzzling was how Milo knew so clearly about his actions.

Aiolia's reason exploded. "Saga! Go to hell!"

True Lightning Plasma!!!

This was Aiolia's most powerful attack: continuously unleashing hundreds of billions, trillions of light-speed punches, each hundred million punches concentrated into a single point, forming spherical energy that, when released, created countless lightning energy spheres.

In an instant, the sky was filled with lightning energy spheres hurtling toward Saga.

Aiolos was his brother. Over a decade ago, his brother had betrayed the Sanctuary and attempted to assassinate Athena, shocking the Sanctuary. At that time, Aiolia, as the younger brother, felt betrayed.

The more he had once admired his brother, the more he now hated him.

He hated him for betraying him and betraying the Sanctuary.

But now, he discovered that his brother had not betrayed the Sanctuary; rather, he was Athena's most loyal Saint. It was the Pope who had betrayed the Sanctuary and slandered his brother.

Driven by towering rage, Aiolia now only wanted to tear Saga to pieces.

Saga moved like a phantom, dodging among the countless lightning energy spheres, easily evading Aiolia's attacks. Among the Twelve Zodiacs, he was undoubtedly one of the most powerful Saints.

A mere Aiolia was no match for him. Attacks of this level couldn't even scratch his skin.

"Aaaaaah!!!!"

Aiolia kept punching, as if he would tear his own arms off. He would stop at nothing to kill Saga.