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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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Teacher Quest: Simo Hahya (8)

"Yes, sir," 

(Present Time | Orion POV) 

"It's been a while… Simo," 

A single man with dark brown hair, cold black eyes, and bushy eyebrows stared right down at us, and his appearance didn't even make a sound. 

But, we were already prepared. 

BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM 

A few mines had erupted from behind the man, frightening him as he was blasted towards us. 

"Let's move," Simo said. 

The mines did very minimal damage, and he was about to come to attack us, full-on enraged, but our first most worry would be the people revealing themselves from behind the trees. 

They immediately began to spray us with sub-machine guns, but we slid down the small hill and continued to run as fast as we could. 

We were also forced to leave our snipers… our or so precious snipers. But if it were for survival, we would easily give them up.