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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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Tomb of the Blooming Blade (4)

"I hope you don't mind me having this," Orme said before tossing it in his mouth and swallowing it with the help of a water bottle. 

We all looked in disbelief as nothing could've prepared us for what had just unfolded before our very eyes. 

"Mind telling us what you just did?" Luna asked, gagging in the corner, about to puke up her guts. 

"Oh, come on, you've seen worse than this, haven't you… I'm just absorbing his ring so I can have his other weapons," Orme replied, but that didn't help at all. 

"Uh huh… I see… Well, let's continue searching, I guess," Aisa muttered before we all split up again, our eyes shifting between the surroundings and the crazy gunmetal-haired boy. 

"Why are you all looking at me like I'm crazy? Everybody in our family does this," 

"Yeah, your family, but we don't do that," I sighed, and everybody nodded their heads vigorously in agreement.