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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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Small Town (15)

The church stood as a testament to the residents' ingenuity and reverence, a towering structure crafted from the very stones and minerals of their environment. Its walls were constructed from a dark, lustrous stone that seemed to absorb the ambient light, creating a striking contrast against the vibrant green jewels embedded throughout the facade. These jewels glowed softly, casting an otherworldly light that danced across the church's surface, illuminating intricate carvings and patterns.

The architecture of the church was a blend of gothic and organic styles, reflecting both the demonic nature of its builders and their deep connection to the natural world. Spires and arches reached skyward, their forms reminiscent of jagged stalactites and stalagmites. The entrance was framed by a grand archway, its edges adorned with detailed carvings of mythical creatures and scenes from the community's lore.