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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 (15)

From within the laager, the orc spearmen—armed with long, wickedly sharp spears—stepped forward into the gaps between the shields. With practiced precision, they thrust their spears out in quick, lethal jabs, each strike aimed at the trolls' vulnerable spots. The spears shot out like serpents from their defensive coil, aimed at exposed flesh, eyes, necks, and the soft underarms of the towering trolls.

Trolls howled in agony as the spears found their marks. The thick hide that normally protected them was pierced, and black blood spilled onto the battlefield. Some trolls, wounded and enraged, swung wildly at the shield wall, but the orcs held firm. Each time a troll brought its massive weapon down on the shields, an orc spear shot out in return, stabbing deep into their bodies.