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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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Tomb of the Blooming Blade (10)

"Where did you get that sword?" 

Everybody froze, and like predators encountering their first meal, our eyes glowed, ready to kill the girl at any given moment. 

The knight could feel our deadly presence erupt through the hallway, but he knew that interfering now would most kill him… and despite him being the shield to his Miss, he watched the girl walk straight to Cy. 

"Can I take a look at that?" She asked Cy, who returned to an expressionless face, but once he handed it over and the girl looked away, his eyes darkened, and a spear slowly formed in his hand. 

"This sword could be really high quality if it was sharpened. Where did you get this? Or did you have it made?" 

The knight breathed a sigh of relief as he saw us practically all power down and relax our muscles from the tension that shocked through them.