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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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Realm Expansion (2)

The practitioner's mastery over the dark, bloodthirsty forces of the jungle allowed them to control the flow of energy. They channeled the relentless hunger for torment and the predatory instincts of the realm, directing them with a grim and chilling precision.

The very air around the practitioner seemed to vibrate with malevolent intent as they adjusted their command over the encroached realm's powers. Shadows danced at their feet, and twisted vines and gnarled trees responded to their every thought.

The union between the jungle and the underworld deepened as the practitioner maintained control over the flow of energy. The once-fierce fires of hell dimmed further, and the dark, bloodthirsty forces of the jungle cast their eerie, blood-red hue over the darkened landscape.