The blood comes from Leon himself. After being baptized by Athena's blood, his body and soul are tinged with immortality and divinity. Furthermore, he has reached the level of the Seventh Sense, so every drop of his blood contains a huge cosmos. If he had infused it directly, everyone present, including Kaecilius, would have been instantly obliterated.
This is why he used his freezing air to condense and freeze the blood. It's like a tightly sealed box with a small crack, gradually releasing the cosmos' energy in a gentler way. This process subtly transforms their bodies day by day. As they continue to train with higher intensity and push their bodies to their limits, the crack will grow, and more and more cosmos energy will be released until the process is complete.
The end goal is for everyone to reach a point where they are infinitely close to the Sixth Sense, allowing them to quickly awaken their own cosmos.
This forced, accelerated method also has "side effects." Although they have all been injected with a super gene serum and their life levels exceed that of ordinary people, they are still considered at the bottom of the superhuman hierarchy. No matter how much Leon dilutes his cosmos, it is still too immense for them. The constant tearing and self-healing of their bodies causes an unimaginable amount of psychological and physical stress.
Moreover, this process will not change as their bodies and minds gradually adapt; it cannot be reversed. Only when the process is over will the pain end. In other words, it is equivalent to forcefully compressing the results and pain of the brutal training that Saints endure before reaching the Sixth Sense into a fixed period of time.
The greater the reward, the greater the effort—this also serves as a form of mental training.
It is worth noting that the prerequisite for a Saint Seiya to awaken their cosmos is not only physical strength but also extreme control over their power. This allows them to smash a target into an atomic state. This kind of training is indispensable. To force their growth, Leon is transmitting to them the memory and knowledge of his own precise atomic-level control.
Of course, this forced growth method can only be used on these specific individuals. Each of them has experienced the torture and brutal training of the Red Room since childhood. They are mature in age and mind, and their willpower has been forged and is extremely tough, so they can withstand this kind of destruction.
Children who have not experienced such things have much weaker wills and would likely die directly in the process, either through soul death or madness. Perhaps a few could bear it, but Leon would not choose to do so. He may be an exceptional being, but he lacks the cruel and indifferent mindset of the gods, or rather, his fundamental way of thinking is different. Those gods can be ruthless and apathetic.
But in his mind, these children are the warriors he has chosen, filled with fanatical faith and loyalty to him. He has plenty of time and doesn't need to use a method with such a terrible loss rate to cultivate them. The training he designed will give them a clear and profound understanding of the body, strength, and will, while also reinforcing their loyalty and "brainwashing" them.
Traitors are a breed that should not exist in the first place. He isn't afraid of them, but they are disgusting.
Endless, tearing pain was inflicted upon their bodies, yet not a single sound came from Ophelia, Kaecilius, or the Black Widows. Instead, they carefully focused on the pain.
Leon, who was observing this, was not surprised and was very satisfied.
"From now on, you will begin a new chapter in your lives, my warriors."
His calm words were transmitted to everyone's ears as if they held a certain power, giving them unlimited energy.
Beep~
The game ended with a whistle.
"It hurts, it hurts so much, big brother, woooooo~"
On the kindergarten's soccer field, Lily, in her jersey, ran with her short legs to the bottom step of the stands at the edge of the field. With tears welling up in her big eyes, she threw herself into Leon's arms, her voice full of grievance.
She lifted her little feet to show her brother her knees, which were scraped and red from running too fast during the soccer game and falling on the grass.
Dozens of other parents were in the stands to watch the children's game. After the final whistle, the children ran to the stands, throwing themselves into their parents' arms to be coddled or excitedly shouting about how well they had played. The atmosphere was extremely lively.
Today was a regular soccer game held by the kindergarten for the children. Lily was a member of the girls' team. Dean, perhaps influenced by his father, preferred basketball and wasn't very interested in soccer, so he watched the game with his parents and his brother, Leon.
"Sister, it was just a fall. Look at Celia and the others, they fell down and didn't cry. You're so lame."
As a little boy, Dean seemed to look down on his sister's affectionate behavior, so he made sarcastic remarks. Of course, the greater reason was probably a mix of envy and jealousy.
Lily, who was nestled in Leon's arms, was furious when she heard her brother's words. She immediately stood up, put her hands on her waist, and angrily shouted at her brother: "Dean, last week during the basketball game, you got hit in the arm and scratched your butt, and you cried!"
"So why can't I cry?"
When little Dean heard this, his face immediately flushed, and he shouted back: "No! That was just an accident, and I'm a year younger than you!"
He didn't deny it directly because, in their family's upbringing, lying was considered one of the most serious misdeeds. However, Lily looked at him with contempt. "Nonsense! I saw you throw yourself into big brother's arms and cry loudly, and everyone else heard it too!"
Their childish expressions and squabbles made Leon's family burst into laughter. This seemingly childish argument between siblings was so endearing.
"Hmph! I'm not going to talk to you, you stinky Lily." Dean couldn't win the argument, so he simply turned his head away and didn't even call her "sister" to show his disdain.
"Nyahh~"
Lily stuck out her tongue, pulled down her eyelids to make a face at him, and then threw herself back into her brother's arms, enjoying his affection. Silly little brother, he doesn't even know that I, his sister, won.
(End of Chapter)
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