"I'm your daddy."
Ares's casual declaration left Mike utterly speechless.
Did that really just happen?
At that time, Maxen was still young.
And Ares? Even younger.
With just one strike, Ares had shattered the sword in Maxen's hand.
Mike watched closely, not wanting to miss a single detail.
After being insulted, Maxen's expression froze for a second.
As Morpheus's godson, when had he ever been treated like this?!
Who the hell are you to call yourself my daddy?
Are you a Supreme Being too?
Before Maxen could even respond, Ares stepped forward and unleashed several more strikes.
To Mike, it seemed as though the world had slowed down, as if time itself had shifted.
He saw it—a flash of sword light!
No, not just one—many sword lights!
In the blink of an eye, Ares had slashed countless times!
[FIFTEEN MILLION, SIX HUNDRED FORTY-TWO THOUSAND, THREE HUNDRED TWENTY-SIX Sword Strikes]