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M: TSIA Chapter 164: God of War Cloth
🕑 Added 2025-05-14 15:54:30 +0000 UTCThe sky split open. The clouds hanging beneath the moonlight scattered, breaking apart as if retreating from its path.
At that moment, the shrill sirens from various secret departments wailed mercilessly, slicing through the night like a knife. The city, which had just emerged from the mystery of the Los Angeles battle, was now gripped once more—New York trembled from an unexplained explosion of energy.
Nick Fury's scalp, rarely touched by anything other than confusion and stress, felt increasingly alive, whether from shock or frustration.
“This power... Gemini?” Lance squinted. He could clearly feel the breath of the armor—full of pressure and dark memories.
This was indeed not the original Ares armor. Its original owner, Saga, was no ordinary warrior. It was malevolent, full of deceit, and harbored the secrets of Gemini in every curve of its power. For Lance, this was not a divine armor, but a masterpiece of engineered strength—a perfected version of that famous Gold Cloth.
Though it was unworthy of being called a god's attire, the power granted by this armor was still terrifying. Thrilling.
Lance focused his mind. Starry grains sparkled on the surface of the armor, glowing in a soft yet threatening silver sheen. The wings on his back folded themselves with mechanical grace, hidden behind the armor, leaving a white-silver cloak fluttering gently, following the rhythm of its master's breath.
With light steps, Lance sliced through the air, tearing the boundaries of the mirror dimension, and entered the mirror world.
Lance raised his hand. He clenched it tightly.
Boom!
The entire world within the mirror dimension began to distort. Skyscrapers that towered like giant needles now folded like origami paper, collapsing, rolling, and reshaping. The ground lifted itself. Mountain peaks rose from below, splitting the earth mercilessly.
In the following moments, from hundreds of those peaks, magma erupted. Explosions occurred simultaneously. The sky turned a fiery red, and rain of fire fell like a curtain of destruction. The city in the mirror burned to ashes in the blink of an eye, becoming glittering dust in pools of fire.
This was the mystical art of the Master of Mystic Arts. A signature technique of the highest sorcerers—usually only possible within the mirror dimension. Even there, most sorcerers could only make minor changes.
Only the Supreme Sorcerer could bend reality.
Kaecilius, after defecting to Dormammu, was able to manipulate space on a small scale through the power of the dark dimension. Without plot armor as the main character, even Doctor Strange might have been destroyed by such techniques.
Lance was once merely a high-level Sorcerer. His power was not enough to perform such grand manipulations. But the God of War Cloth changed that. Lance's mental strength surged, surpassing previous limits, allowing him to easily manipulate the entire structure of the city within the mirror. This world was now Lance's wild territory.
And if this power were brought into the real world... even though its reach wouldn't be as vast as here, the impact would still be catastrophic.
It's time to test the ultimate technique.
Lance raised his hand high, the silver cloak on his back fluttering like a guardian spirit.
Suddenly, countless stars exploded from his body, radiating like a burst of galaxies. They spun and danced, layer upon layer, stretching far into the limits of sight. Cosmic light surrounded him. Lance was the center of it all. The zero point of everything.
In a transcendental unconsciousness, the cluster of stars ignited. They merged. Condensed. Then gathered in the palm of Lance's hand.
A living galaxy.
"Galaxian Explosion..."
Lance's voice was soft, but the universe heard him.
The hand was thrust forward.
The galaxy roared, then shot forth like a bullet of destruction.
BOOOM!
An explosion like a nuclear blast tore through reality in the mirror. A storm wind swept everything away. Dimensions trembled.
And Lance stood in the midst of it—like a crownless god who had just reshaped his world.
The previously shattered mirror space now collapsed into a deeper ruin in the blink of an eye. The turbulence of black spirit particles spread with such tremendous force, as if wanting to sweep the entire world away in one blow.
The effect was truly beyond expectations!
However, in reality... only three or four blocks were truly destroyed, with the remaining space appearing unaffected.
His power, though seemingly terrifying, resembled more of a forbidden magic filled with infinite chaos.
The strongest secret of the Gemini constellation, known to sorcerers as the wonder of the heavens, was indeed as its name suggested: a power capable of destroying even the stars in the Milky Way.
The basic principle of this movement is to release the microcosm from oneself until it reaches its absolute limit, creating a sight that shakes the stars, and concentrating all that energy on the enemy. In this way, its power is enough to rival a galactic explosion that could alter the fate of the entire universe.
Of course, this is a slightly exaggerated description.
No one can destroy a galaxy with just one blow, not even the strongest rulers in this world. However, this ultimate attack, while not as grand as its claims, is capable of obliterating a planet without a trace.
So, why did Lance's performance seem so poor in using this technique?
First, because Lance deliberately restrained his power to avoid harming everyone, and second, because Lance did not possess a microcosm—which is the core of that power.
The movement that Lance just performed can only be considered a mere simulation.
Instead, Lance used his telekinesis to imitate the movement of the microcosm and trigger the explosion known as the "Galaxian Explosion." Of course, the results were not as expected, and his power was far more disappointing.
To truly master the secrets of Saint Seiya, Lance must incorporate the development of the microcosm into his training agenda. Without that, techniques like this will only be fragments of their original potential.
However, even without a microcosm, this trick is still powerful enough for now.
With the techniques Lance has learned, he now possesses unparalleled defensive power. Even without summoning the Lord of the White Sky to possess him, Lance can still regard his opponents at the Planetary level as mere games that he can easily manipulate.
