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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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The Great Battle of Mountain Beasts (24)

For every troll that fell, two orcs followed suit. The ground became slick with blood as the battle waged on, each side desperately fighting for supremacy. The Troll King, undeterred, rallied his forces, his voice booming above the din, encouraging his warriors to unleash their fury and break the orc encirclement.

The battlefield devolved into a chaotic frenzy, with trolls and orcs locked in a brutal struggle for dominance. In the heart of this chaos, the trolls, now feeling the weight of the orc onslaught, unleashed their Brutal Execution Teams. These specialized groups, comprised of the fiercest trolls, were tasked with targeting high-ranking orc warriors, aiming to dismantle the orc command structure and sow discord among their ranks. With a primal growl, the trolls zeroed in on an orc captain, his distinctive insignia shining on his armor, a beacon for his men amidst the chaos.