88 Disgusting Gods: Ares and Hercules

Antiope endured the heavy and devastating attacks capable of destroying buildings, but far from feeling anxiety about the man's power level or fear of the danger he posed to her sisters, she felt a different emotion, one she had never experienced with a man before.

In the long history of the Amazons, their opponents were human men, as in that era, only men fought in wars; another adversary was the gods.

It was always the same for Antiope, two emotions mixed in the eyes of her enemies, desire, and fear. The Amazons instilled fear in their weaker and foolish foes, while the strong coveted them as a kind of trophy.

Yet, in Allen's eyes, there was none of that. Every time their swords clashed, there was only respect, a genuine respect from him towards her, a pure desire to defeat her as an equal.

Fighting Allen felt good to Antiope, with a man. She had trained many Amazons and saw the youth of a warrior in Allen; she couldn't help but feel comfortable, for the first time not hating being close to a man.

But make no mistake, far from both of their minds there was a devastating battle in reality.

...

Allen gripped Crown Saber with both hands and thrust it, barely blocked by Antiope.

'Ugh! what strength!'

She was sent flying backward, crashing through several buildings before coming to a stop inside one.

Many Amazons had arrived, but they didn't interfere with the battle. Even Hippolyta had arrived but only watched from a distance.

Allen vanished and appeared in front of Antiope, he was greeted by a silver metal bar intended to cut him in half. With the sword inches from his face, Allen dodged the blow but immediately received a punch to His face from Antiope.

'With her fist?!'

Allen was taken by surprise and, as a result, was buried in the ground. He quickly rose, coating his sword with Haki, then smiled at Antiope's confused gaze at his technique. He executed a crescent cut that destroyed the building.

'This!...'

Allen emerged from the smoke, landing on the street. Despite Kaido's defense, she had managed to injure him. Let's not forget we're talking about gods in the DC comics world.

Antiope walked out of the dust, smoke, and debris. "That's an interesting technique..." Despite her words, she didn't seem worried or surprised.

Allen smiled. "Sister, you're very strong. You almost broke my teeth with that punch."

Antiope opened her eyes at Allen's sincere words and couldn't help but smile herself. This action was seen by both spectators and Hippolyta, who frowned.

She turned her attention to Diana and Artemis, who had a similarly destructive fight as her sister and Allen.

"The brat hasn't been on our land for two hours, and he's already got his claws on three of our most valuable sisters... is this destiny or a curse?"

Hippolyta knew that the more time passed, Allen would bring more changes to the Amazons. Is that a bad thing?

Hippolyta had searched for every excuse and observed Allen's every move, even consulting Athena and Aphrodite.

As a result, both agreed after observing Allen – he wasn't lying, he didn't wish to harm the Amazons, and they confirmed he wasn't from this world.

Hippolyta didn't know how to deal with this. Allen is harmless as long as he doesn't cross a line, but he's also a danger.

...

"It seems I'm getting quite a welcome!" A raspy, thick voice echoed in the Paradise Islands' sky.

Hippolyta froze; her movements stopped, and great hatred surged from her heart.

"ARES!"

From the sky, the thundering of battle drums resonated across all Paradise Islands. Soon, the sky lit up with divine light.

In the distance, an army descended from the sky above the clouds, a grand entrance fitting for a god's army. However, this only caused displeasure and disgust to Hippolyta.

Allen and Antiope halted their battle for the unexpected uninvited guest. Diana and Artemis did the same, immediately putting aside their differences and joining Hippolyta.

From the walls of Themyscira, all the Amazons watched Ares descend, a giant man in thick black armor and a horned helmet, wielding his massive battle axe – the axe that once cut Darkseid before he became a new god.

Beside him was an equally large man with minimal clothing, only a lion skin loincloth, the legendary Hercules. But don't get excited because this Hercules is a blasphemy, a despicable bastard.

Perhaps even in the DC multiverse, there's a likable Hercules, but the Hercules of this world is just repulsive.

His eyes filled with both lust and hatred upon seeing Hippolyta. "What's going on?! Is this how you greet your master?!" Hercules dismounted and kicked the ground, creating a bloody gory trench for several miles. He's a Hercules who ascended to Olympus to become a god.

Maybe that saying is true – you die a hero or live long enough to become a villain. This couldn't be more accurate for this version of Hercules.

"Hippolyta, that's not how you talk to your father!" This time it was Ares who declared, pretending to be disappointed with Hippolyta.

Hippolyta nearly broke her teeth while witnessing Ares daring to mention their blood relationship. If she could, she would sever ties with Ares, even if it meant ceasing to be a demigoddess.

"Sisters!"

Hippolyta raised her voice as thousands of Amazons echoed her shout. The next command from Hippolyta would decide if they fought to the death or what their actions would be.

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– What the hell is going on?! Why the hell did Ares and Hercules appear out of nowhere?!

– What's wrong with that pair? They seem extremely unpleasant! >:(

– If my knowledge doesn't fail me, this version of Hercules and Ares are a couple of bastards in the worst sense of the word. They almost enslaved all the Amazons to use them as toys.

– I'm fed up! Allen, kill those bastards!

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Allen truly couldn't believe the great coincidence that this situation was. But then he remembered something.

[That's right, host, the system doesn't send you to random places. Remember that the system sends you to places and times where you can gather large amounts of fragments.]

...

"..."

Allen observed what was happening from a distance, but there was a realization, although there are several things similar to the original events, there are also differences.

'Hippolyta with black hair killed Hercules, but that event already happened and this is the rematch?. Is it because I'm in this time, causing a butterfly effect, or is it one of those unknown DC lands for me?'

...

While Hercules seemed eager to fight, Ares stopped him and dismounted his horse.

"Hippolyta, Amazon queen! This conflict must end!"

"Then let me spike your head on a stake, and we'll end it!"

Ares growled as he unsheathed his axe. There was no need for more dialogue; both knew that centuries ago, everything that needed to be said had been said. There was only one option: war, and whoever won would write the history.

Too cruel? Well, the Olympian history is full of moments where one wonders why this pantheon exists in the first place.

Starting with Zeus, the father of the gods, who literally slept with his aunts, sisters, cousins, daughters, disguised himself as other people just to sleep with his wives, He killed anyone who dared to stand in his way, simply a bastard.

His brother Poseidon wasn't any better; he even abused a priestess in the temple of Athena. Athena herself can't be justified; she cursed the poor priestess, turning her into a Medusa, even though she clearly wasn't at fault.

Ares... the god born without a heart...

Hercules was glorified, but at least in his human era, he can be reproached for killing his wife and children. Although he felt remorse, it doesn't change the fact that after completing his twelve labors, he felt better and married two princesses. He quickly forgot about his past actions.

Well, leaving aside those myths, this Hercules is worse...

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"..."

Allen observed the scene in front of him. The Amazons began to line up for war, as did Ares and Hercules's army. The sound of metal, armor clashing, battle cries on both sides, horse hooves, anger, desire, revenge, hatred, humiliation, and the thirst for war.

There was nothing more to say; this was a war of extermination. The Amazons wouldn't let anyone from Ares's army escape, and vice versa. Of course, if Ares won, the fate of the surviving Amazons would be worse than death.

Allen began to walk without attracting attention, his gaze was calm, and no one knew what he was thinking.

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– Is Allen going to intervene?"

– Of course, it's Allen. Although I'm not sure what he'll do, I can't imagine him killing everyone like Ainz from Overlord.

– I also don't think he's naive enough to let them go. Besides, Allen dealt with Doomsday, and that counts as killing, right?

– Doomsday wasn't a thinking being anymore, just a monster, unlike Hulk, who had consciousness.

– Doomsday didn't want to be like that; he didn't choose to be a monster!

– Stop talking; Allen is about to confront Hercules...

– Don't call him that! I just saw Hercules from Shumatsu die, and this guy isn't worthy of bearing the same name!

Rick – I hate to ruin your fantasy, but all the Olympians are perverts. Hercules slept with his nephew, there was no distinction between men and women... quite a hero, pfff.

– NOOOO!

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Allen is not a psychopath who enjoys punishing others with death; he is not a sociopath who feels nothing when killing. In a perfect world, Allen could live with the right ideals without killing anyone.

Sukuna – "I don't care, brat! Human life has no value to me. But tell me, do you worry about the insects you kill because you think they're annoying?"

Satoru – "I'm not so idealistic to try to save everyone. I'm fine with letting some die if it prevents a greater evil. But you're different; you'll break when you kill an innocent."

Beerus – "A common thought among weak people. My job is to maintain balance, and that involves destroying thousands of planets with thousands of civilizations. Do you think I care? Well, believe it or not, I do care. I kill because it's my duty and necessary, not because I enjoy it. Often, it comes down to doing what needs to be done without forgetting what you're doing but without letting it affect you."

All powerful individuals choose whether to kill at some point; if they don't, they can opt for the pacifist path and resolve everything through other means or simply kill without letting it affect them.

Allen approached Hercules, Hercules was sticking out his tongue vulgarly, he was casting an appreciative gaze at Hippolyta and her daughter Diana. Within Hercules' mind, many scenes played out where he stripped both mother and daughter.

"A fallen hero..."

"...?"

Hercules' thoughts were interrupted as he noticed a human in front of him. Allen wasn't short, but compared to Hercules, he seemed like a child.

Hercules frowned and growled. "What the hell are you doing here? Go back to the line!"

Assuming Allen was one of his soldiers because he wasn't a woman, Hercules found it surreal to think he was on Hippolyta's side.

Not everyone was like Hercules, though. Ares saw Allen fight Antiope and assumed he was a man who mistakenly arrived on these islands and would take advantage of the chaos to escape. It didn't happen that way.

"Allen?!" Diana was the first to shout, witnessing the situation, and she wanted to help him.

"Diana?" Hippolyta pronounced her daughter's name, causing the princess to stop, her face turning pale.

Was she capable of disobeying Hippolyta for Allen? Diana was conflicted and couldn't decide; she simply refused to do it.

While she hesitated, there was a woman who did disobey orders, Artemis. She shot her bow at Hercules. It's not that she had more feelings for Allen compared to Diana, but unlike Diana, she wasn't such a good girl. In fact, there comes a time in the future when she leaves Themyscira and her sisters.

Hercules mocked and grabbed the arrow, then broke it as if it were a toothpick. After that, he licked his lips while looking at the redhead.

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– I can't stand such desecration of Hercules.

– Relax; that's the multiverse for you. There are Supermen capable of saving kittens, and there are Supermen who massacre people."

– I know, but why does Hercules have to be so repugnant? He's literally a degenerate!

– I wouldn't worry too much... look, Allen is about to speak...

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"I'll only say it once..."

Hercules laughed upon hearing Allen's words. It wasn't as simple as a joke; a mortal threatening Hercules? What kind of ridiculousness was this?!

"Kid, it seems you have an attachment to them. Don't worry; you don't have to be the hero. After I'm done with them, I'll let you have a taste after all my men. HAHAHAHAHA!!!"

Hercules laughed, all his army laughed with him but at the same time Allen's gaze allowed the last trace of pity to escape.

"Purple..."

"..wha-?"

Hercules and his men's laughter came to an abrupt halt, replaced by fear. Hercules, on the other hand, didn't understand what had happened; he just realized they couldn't laugh.

Annoyed, he looked at Allen to curse him and then kill him, but he realized that Hercules couldn't speak. Hercules instinctively tried to touch his throat but noticed he didn't have his right arm.

Hercules reached out his left arm to touch his throat, and was relieved to see that it was there. Further down, however, there was a hole, one that had obliterated half of his body. Hercules is a monster, even in that state; he was not dead. He did not die immediately

But his face was full of terror, seeing that he was no longer a man, no longer had half of his whole body, he didn't even realize what had happened.

"Did immortality make you forget caution?" Allen opened his six eyes, piercing Hercules' soul, while tattoos appeared on his face. "You've become very weak, Hercules!".

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