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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!

equuip · Fantasia
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Labyrinth of Shadows (14)

Orion's once radiant scythe, Seraphic Reckoning, now flickered as if struggling to maintain its divine power. The malevolence of the creature's longsword threatened to overwhelm him, and his own blood dripped from numerous lacerations. The grotesque creature, a master of the malevolent blade, pressed the attack, driving Orion further into a desperate situation.

With every move, Orion felt his energy ebbing away. His breaths came in ragged gasps, and his movements were slower, less precise. The labyrinth's relentless onslaught had taken its toll on his resilience, and he teetered on the precipice of defeat.