Greece: Zeus made me the queen of heaven?

Chapter 331 Ares' War
War, endless war.

Ares's terrifying, roaring warhorse came galloping towards them, leaving bloody hoof prints.

Responsible for driving them are Terror, Trembling, Panic and Fear, the four children of the god Ares.

Zeus' rules are indeed very broad, even allowing the gods to be brought along.

After all, chariots need drivers, and the fights among gods cannot be done without these gods and servants.

Countless demons surrounded Ares, and in the blood appeared the other side of Ares, Enyo, who was regarded as the goddess of cruelty and city destruction.

She attached herself to the back of Ares, bringing more cruelty and madness, blood and slaughter to the god of war.

The blood also dyed the asteroid that served as the arena red. The devils beat the drums with their thigh bones, making mournful howls.

Ares' body grew several times larger, and this time he was a real gorilla, with a body two or three meters tall and muscles full of powerful strength.

She was ecstatic and excited like a child in the midst of the wailing war drums, and blood-red flames were burning the entire planet.

This is war, and war is a process of killing and being killed, hurting and being hurt.

As long as there is war, Ares will be happy.

As long as there is killing, Ares will cheer for it.

Judging from human moral values, Ares is an evil god in the absolute sense, even more evil than sea monsters like Phorcys.

Because she symbolizes the malice of human beings themselves, the evil of venting power on their own kind to satisfy their own desires.

This is the biggest difference between her and Athena.

Athena's protective war was based on reason, and she had to use force to protect her interests and rights.

But Ares doesn't care about these causes and conditions. She only enjoys killing and being killed, and the war of mutual slaughter.

"Eros! Show your strength, start our war, tear these rubbish into pieces, and then fight me!"

Driving the bloody chariots, countless demons and evil spirits were wearing armor and holding spears. They were the dead who died in the disputes and were the butchers favored by Ares.

So their lives can be perpetuated, and they become Ares' soldiers, enjoying endless killing with her.

They have no respect or awe for life, nor any ability to think, and only the desire to kill remains.

As the saying goes, the most basic desires of human beings are the desire for life, the desire for death, and the desire for death.

Human beings are born driven by destruction and ruin, are full of destructive desires towards other things, including themselves, and linger on the edge of life and death.

Killing and being killed, seeking life and seeking death, this is the essence.

Ares symbolizes this desire and instinct. Her power boils like a lake of fire, infecting the entire stage.

No matter how much Eros despised her, considering her nothing more than a famous Greek stepping stone, her power was unquestionable.

The enormous divine power brought about by this primitive, barbaric, yet vigorous desire even made the gods take notice.

This god of war has become even more powerful. They once thought that the intensity of the Titan War was already the limit of the power of war.

But with the coming of a new era and the birth of mankind, Ares' power has been increasing.

The blood-red light of the evil star continued to shine, and it even seemed to be about to overshadow the sun.

On earth, this is often seen as a bad omen, as it proves that Ares is once again stirring up war and massacre.

And today, she only has one target for slaughter.

The demon army, which had painted the entire asteroid bloody, charged toward the only land that had not been stained by blood amid the sound of war drums. Their numbers were as numerous as sea sand, riding war horses that gnawed on flesh and blood, waving their weapons, swarming forward and crashing into the invisible barrier.

Within a few feet of Eros, it still maintained the appearance of a bare asteroid, untainted by the blood.

The invisible power of the microcosm made it impossible for these bloodthirsty devil soldiers to get close.

Before it could get close, it was shattered by this pure and primitive force and annihilated into the air.

Ares, driving his chariot, was not in a hurry to charge and join forces with Eros. Instead, he was enjoying the atmosphere.

Even though her soldiers were dying one after another and were shattered in vain before Eros, she still felt happy.

"Ah~ Meaningless death, having one's own flesh and blood smashed to pieces, this is so wonderful!"

Ares was laughing wildly, urging the sound of the war drums to intensify and the charge to become more frantic.

Indeed, her powerful divine power really impressed Eros.

But it was just a new look. Eros' current strength is already a huge gap from what it used to be.

The holy clothes were no longer hidden, and the colors as bright as the stars turned into armor. The small universe in Eros' body also began to rotate and burn, and then expanded and flourished.

"These things of yours are an eyesore."

What bloomed before Ares' eyes was pure light, and pure power exploded and expanded outward with Eros as the center.

It was like a thousand suns rising at the same time, the scorching light burned and melted everything in its path, leaving not even a trace of ash.

Ares' eyes were stung by the burning light, but she still kept her eyes wide open and cheered in ecstasy.

"What a magnificent massacre! To use this kind of power on human beings is truly a crazy thing!"

Countless demons disappeared in this light, including their flesh, blood and madness.

Ares picked up his spear, shouted at the horses pulling the chariot, and charged towards Eros.

Now that the appetizers are served, the real battle begins.

Holding the spear stained with blood in his hand, he steered his chariot across the battlefield that had just been burned by flames.

With a crazy smile on his face, Ares shouted and rushed towards Eros, the spear in his hand seemed to be dripping with blood.

"Three divine weapons at once, how arrogant!"

Eros made a casual remark, and then a beam of light flashed in front of Ares.

Eros kicked her horse to pieces, knocking it to the ground and overturning her chariot.

The gods driving the chariot were all knocked to the ground by Eros with one hand, and they could not get up again.

Ares jumped up from the chariot, without caring about the condition of his own gods and horses, and stabbed towards Eros.

"Ares, I am actually very disappointed in you as an opponent."

Facing the spear that was about to stab him, Eros still had the energy to sneer.

"You only know how to follow your barbaric instincts and commit meaningless massacres. There is absolutely no chance that you can defeat me."

Eros caught Ares' spear with both hands, and used the spear as a leverage point to smash Ares to the ground with unparalleled strength.

One of the Taurus Saint's special skills, the Fang of Glory.

　I remember that Khorne would also do some collectivism, such as holy duels, but Ares doesn't seem to be into this.
　　
　
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