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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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Labyrinth of Shadows (6)

As Orion cautiously approached the corrupted artifact, his footsteps echoing in the massive forge, a palpable tension hung in the air. He extended his hand toward the artifact, intent on uncovering its secrets, but before he could make contact, the very ground beneath him began to tremble.

With a deafening roar and a burst of sulfurous smoke, a colossal demon materialized before him. It stood as a grotesque sentinel, towering over Orion with an aura of malevolence that filled the chamber with an oppressive weight. This demon was a nightmarish amalgamation of monstrous forms, its grotesque appearance a testament to the abyss's darkest creations.

The demon's skin was as black as pitch, covered in pulsating veins that seemed to writhe and throb with an unholy energy. Its massive, misshapen limbs were adorned with claws that dripped with a viscous, noxious substance. Its eyes burned with an eerie, crimson fire, devoid of any trace of humanity or sanity.