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Chapter 594: The Temptation of the God of War

"Little girl, I am the Arena Fighting Champion under the Ares. I once won a hundred battles in a row in the Ares and received the blessings and rewards from the Ares." The red woman with horns on her head spoke to Perfecto, and showed her a number 100 on her arm. "The Ares admires you very much and wants you to become his mortal chosen champion. As long as you agree, I will become your property, accompany you on all battlefields, and kill all enemies for you."

The red woman who claimed to be a fighting champion pounded a long-handled battle axe into the ground, and looked at the male and female duo with eyes full of fighting desire and an irrepressible murderous intent.

"Those two guys are your enemies? As long as you are willing to nod, I can chop off their heads and make them into decorations for your armor at any time." The woman turned her head to look at Perfect, and said with a strong eagerness and temptation: "Perhaps you don't know how powerful the God of War has given you? If you agree, I can put on this armor first and show you the generosity of the God of War by killing those two guys!"

After saying that, the red woman directly got into the steam armor that had already been distorted, and immediately started its engine.

However, this time the sound emitted by the steam armor was not the familiar sound of a steam turbine running, but a roar more like that of some ferocious beast.

Along with this roar, hot sparks spewed out from the exhaust port on the back of the steam armor, and a pair of wings made entirely of metal spread out, with every feather spewing flames.

Blood-red roses and thorns were entwined around the entire set of armor. The decorations that looked like a scroll of hell that Perfectocte had seen last time were all gone this time, making the entire set of armor look more like some kind of dark work of art rather than a killing machine full of blood and violence.

The red woman with horns seemed to want to show it to Perfectot intentionally, and she even turned in a circle in front of her so that she could better appreciate the armor blessed by the god of war.

After completing all this, she picked up her battle axe again, flew into the sky, and headed straight for the man and woman on the battlefield.

Watching this scene, Perfect felt unbelievable. Who is this girl? What is she doing?
Aren't you gods supposed to belong to the same camp? Why are you fighting among yourselves before I even say a word?

Even if you want to tempt me to fall, is it necessary to spend so much money?
Perfect felt bewildered for a moment, then looked at the cannon beneath him and examined it with his all-seeing eyes.

It has to be said that the craftsmanship of this god named God of War is really good. At least the power of the cannon in front of him has been greatly enhanced, and it has become a divine weapon in itself. Even Perfect could feel that there was a soul living or imprisoned in this cannon, making the cannon alive.

If Perfecto wants, he can continue to use shells made of thermobaric bombs, but if the shells are used up, the soul in the cannon will use its power to condense into invisible shells and continue firing.

As long as every shelling brings killing and war, the power of the soul within this cannon is endless.

In other words, as long as Perfect is willing to start a war that sweeps the entire world, this cannon can help her blow up the entire world.

The great war and endless killing will make this cannon more and more powerful, and will also make Perfect, who controls this cannon, more and more powerful. In just a short moment, Perfect appeared in front of him a scorched earth and a mountain of corpses on the scorched earth. A huge and hideous cannon has grown limbs and is lying on the mountain of corpses. He, wearing the armor just now, is standing on the muzzle of the cannon, bathing in blood.

It looked like Perfect had conquered the world.

However, faced with this scene that seemed very shocking and even tempting to some extent, Perfect bounced up from the cannon as if he was scalded, and quickly jumped to the side, shaking his head continuously, trying to get rid of the scene he had just seen from his mind.

"Really? I'm an alchemist, and you want me to conquer the world? Is there something wrong with me? And I take a bath in blood. Do you know that it is very difficult to clean blood from the body and clothes?" Perfect kept complaining, while also using alchemy to further enhance the effect of the crown that was already embedded in his skull.

She even felt that a crown was not enough, so she put rings of different shapes on her hands and neck, in order to keep herself as sane as possible and resist the temptation from the god of war.

Although this did seem to be very shocking to Perfect, and even some memories from the world before the time travel that she had long forgotten in her heart were also resurfacing, Perfect was still firmly resisting these temptations.

She didn't know what would happen after she agreed to the God of War's request and became his champion, but Perfect expected that everything she had now, everything she had worked for, would no longer exist, and she would destroy it with her own hands.

Whenever he thought about personally killing the old butler Afu, the eldest princess Anne, or even other people he was familiar with or unfamiliar with, and then bathing in their blood, Perfect felt itchy and nauseous all over, with the urge to vomit like the first time he smelled the blood.

She is indeed a person who can be cruel and ruthlessly start killings at critical moments, but the premise of all this is to achieve a certain purpose, not just killing for the sake of killing.

If she becomes a madman who only knows how to kill, she will no longer be herself.

"War is only a means to achieve a certain goal. If someone fights for the sake of war and kills for the sake of killing, I usually call him a war maniac." Perfect looked up at the red light that was still falling from the sky, and said to the great will in a very serious tone: "You want to turn the most talented alchemist in history into a war maniac who only knows how to chop heads? Are you really not insulting my intelligence?"

Of course, Perfect was not mocking or negotiating with the God of War because she was moved. She was just expressing her rejection in this way, while also strengthening her will.

However, doing so seemed to have no effect. The grand will just let out a hearty laugh, and then a red light rolled up, directly covering the red woman who had just rushed out, and she instantly chopped off two heads at the same time with one move as if assisted by God.

(End of this chapter)