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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 (28)

 In the blink of an eye, a surreal twist in the fabric of reality unfolded. Corpses, wielding blood-red spears, materialized out of nowhere, thrusting their weapons into Zeus's body as if summoned by some arcane force. The attack was swift and unexpected, catching Zeus off guard, his divine senses unable to perceive the stealthy arrival of the assailants.

The corpses emerged without a sound, without a visual cue to warn Zeus of the impending danger. It was as if the very nature of reality had bent to Orion's will, conjuring these phantom warriors to strike at the King of the Gods. Their blood-red spears pierced through Zeus's form, eliciting a grimace of pain from the once unyielding deity.