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Warlock of War: My Ares System

Check out my other novels - |Arpious of the Planes| |The Rise of Quetzalcoatl| |Warlock of Wisdom: My Odin System| -- Same Universe - |Warlock of Wisdom: My Odin System| |Warlock of Oceans: My Poseidon System| ------------------------------------------------------------------- It was a cold and lonely death on the battlefield despite the thousands of warriors around me and the beating sun shining upon my corpse. In the year 431, I had died on the battlefield. I was reincarnated into a new world, hoping my life would be better, but I ended up in a more miserable situation than before. As the sickness began to eat the insides of my mother, a saving grace that would pull me out of the darkness, but into the abyss... had come. [A system is being chos- [Interference by higher being] [Error] [Authority is insuffici- [Error] [Authority is sufficient] [Your god has been selected] [Your system has been granted] [Ares System is being installed] ------------------------------------------------------------------- Please inform me in the comments of a chapter if it seems unreadable because there are times when I get so bored that I just don't edit it. -- Twitter - @equuipwebnovel Discord - equuip#6686 -- paypal.me/AuthorEquuip Any money you send will help me commission people to create new covers for my novels. -- Thank you to dini_galeri for the amazing artwork!

equuip · Fantasy
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Findir vs Mammon

Amidst the oppressive shadows of the Haunting Grove, where the eerie silence seemed to grow thicker with each passing moment, a presence emerged from behind one of the towering, gnarled trees. It was a figure that defied description, a nightmarish embodiment of malevolence that struck terror into the very heart of Hell. It was none other than the Demon Lord Mammon.

Mammon's presence was an unsettling sight to behold, a grotesque fusion of demonic grandeur and twisted elegance. Crowning his head were massive antler-like horns, polished to a sinister gleam and crafted from ashy wood. They spiraled upwards, their jagged tips reaching toward the very heavens, casting long, sinuous shadows that danced upon the forest floor.