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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!

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Rune and Ancient Tongue Training (Final)

"Indeed," Master muttered with a large smile, and before I could even stand up, a spear came running down my back and piercing through my lungs. 

An entire week has passed since the beginning of my training, and it's gotten a bit easier… but facing off against this unknown woman is absolute hell. 

Imagine dying hundreds of times… that's how my training with this woman went. 

"Fuck this bitch," I muttered as I squeezed my spear in my hand, laying back against the tree while staring up at the starry night sky above us. 

It was hard to believe this was all made by magic… and not the actual world around us. 

"What did he call it again? A throne world?" I muttered to myself and then took a swing of water, letting it slowly travel down my throat, cooling it down after everything I've been through today.

"Yes, this is a throne world made by his Majesty," A cold and collected voice rung through the air.