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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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Army of Carnage vs The Army of the Heavenly Lightning (15)

As the minutes turned into an eternity, the combatants pushed themselves to the limits of their supernatural abilities. The celestial and vampiric clash reached a level of brutality that surpassed even the darkest chapters of Hell's history. The once mesmerizing dance of cosmic forces became a blood-soaked battlefield, the air heavy with the weight of fallen warriors and the resonance of celestial and vampiric powers.

Orion, the overseer of vampiric might, maintained his vigil. His vampiric commanders, undeterred by the mounting casualties, continued to lead the legions with a disciplined resolve. The choreography of war unfolded with a relentless pace, the cavernous expanse bearing witness to the struggle that defined the very fabric of Hell itself.