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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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870 Chs

Small Town (5)

Dominating the center of the town was the Community Hall, a grand and imposing structure that served as the heart of communal life. Built from the same dark, sturdy stone as the other buildings, the hall stood as a testament to the town's resilience and unity. Its size and prominent position underscored its importance, making it a focal point for the townsfolk.

The hall's exterior was adorned with intricate carvings and symbols that told the story of the town's history and the perseverance of its inhabitants. These carvings depicted scenes of hardship and triumph, battles against the harsh environment, and the communal efforts to build and maintain their sanctuary. Interspersed among these scenes were symbols of hope and protection, often featuring motifs of the green jewels mined from the cavern, which had become a significant part of the town's identity and prosperity.