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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!

equuip · 奇幻
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Ancient Torterras Runes (2)

"Now, let us proceed," 

"Hey, do you think you could turn down the intensity a bit… Looking at you is like looking at the sun: intense as fuck," I muttered, but the old man or I guess… young man spun me around and forced me to sit on the rugged and rocky ground. 

"Stop being a pussy and close your eyes," The man said before placing each of his hands on both of my shoulders. 

I immediately felt a strange energy flow through my body, and it definitely wasn't mana… but strangely, I felt a burst of cold and hot mana erupt from within my chest. 

But, before I could even try to identify it, the man took a step back and wiped a drop of sweat from his forehead. 

"It's been a while since I've done this," He muttered as I spun around and looked at his all-power presence. 

So this is an intermediate god… but those scars going across the lines must mean he hates his godhood and most likely betrayed the gods.