Ares, God of War

He pointed to these Atlanteans and said:

"The Lord of hosts will only punish those evil people who are in league with the devil. If you offer your devout faith to him and the angels under him before the arrival of the angels, after hearing your prayers, all The lord of the army will naturally forgive you. Respect him, and you can avoid death."

"Is it enough to just pray?"

The people of Atlantis were overjoyed when they heard the news. They used to sacrifice to the sea god and pray to Poseidon every day, but now they just changed their target. They are very familiar with this business.

"Of course it's not just about praying."

The bard shook his head and said:

"You have to really believe in them."

"This... we believe it, but will God really feel it?"

The people of Atlantis were very hesitant.

"Do you think God is a false god like Poseidon, you are humble in front of him, and it doesn't matter if you scold him and laugh at him behind your back?"

The bard glanced at these people:

"God is omniscient. He will hear your devout prayers, and maybe he will give you some benefits, for example, like this..."

As soon as he stretched out his hand, several red magic lines suddenly appeared from the void for a moment, and then, on the palm of the bard, the flames generated out of thin air suddenly condensed into a huge machete, which fell into his hand .

"This is the blessing of the angels and a gift from God."

Holding the machete, the bard said to these Atlantean people: "When your faith reaches a threshold, you will also be given this power by God. At that time, you will use this power to help If God removes more evil, God will naturally forgive your sins."

Chapter 51. Can't even draw a [-]-pound bow?

In the underworld, in Hecate's magic workshop, the goddess of the moon, wearing slippers, threw a wad of papyrus directly into the face of Ares, who was sitting cross-legged on a soft bed.

"Here, the Atlanteans have already set the trap, and the experimental data and debugging measures of the Mechanic God are all here. You can see for yourself."

"Thank you, teacher."

After being thrown by Hecate in this way, Ares, who was wandering in the sky and communicating with the trumpets in several places at the same time, also came back to his senses, thanked Hecate, and then asked:

"As a result, does the magic base of 'Divinity' work?"

"I can only say that things like idol worship may be surprisingly useful for mortals." Hecate smacked his lips: "But I still think it is more convenient to directly control the power fragments of the gods."

"This is originally a low-end application of magic, which reduces the difficulty of operation and magic power requirements, and is specially prepared for ordinary people."

Ares folded the stack of papers neatly, but did not read them, but said:

"Then teacher, you should go and have a rest first. You have worked hard these days. I still have some things to do here. I'll read them when I'm done."

"What are you busy with? Are you still building the 'Amazon', a fighting nation with only women?"

Hecate wondered:

"I remember I helped you make the first generation of Amazons."

"That's done."

Ares replied:

"I'm busy with Athena right now."

While his body was talking to Hecate, in the city of Athens, the clone of Ares was also standing beside a group of taciturn Spartan warriors, confronting Athena who was standing beside the Athenians.

Next to the Athenians, there was a large pile of wooden boxes, two of which had been disassembled, revealing the excellent weapons inside. However, Athena showed displeasure when she saw these excellent weapons and equipment.

"Aris, what do you mean?"

She asked her brother:

"Before my people negotiated business with your people, the group of Perasgis, your people must use the best weapons and equipment or manufacturing technology of the Spartan city-state in exchange, do the Spartans still want to Break the contract?"

"Why did you break the contract? You have to provide evidence for what you say. Don't make false accusations against me."

Ares also responded angrily with his arms akimbo:

"Everything is given to you, all the best weapons and equipment, how can you say that my people are reckless?"

Athena glanced at the contents of the box, and said angrily:

"You call this the best weapon and equipment, is this something for people?"

Ares also glanced into the box when he heard the words. All the weapons in the box were made of bronze. Whether it was workmanship or materials, they were indeed the best things in today's Greek world, but these weapons were all It is made of bronze, without any other material on the weapon.

Those short swords are okay, although they are a bit heavier, but it is not impossible to use them as a two-handed epee with a slightly shorter blade, but even the spears and shields inside are all made of bronze. , This Nima is very outrageous.

Long weapons made of pure metal are impossible for ordinary people to use as weapons. If the Athenians use these weapons to fight, they may not even be able to lift the weapons when the enemy comes.

Ares obviously knew this, but he deliberately showed a very innocent look, looked at Athena, and asked:

"Isn't this something for humans? Look at these weapons, how damn well-made, let me tell you, the craftsmen of Sparta were trained by my old brother Hephaestus himself! You did it indiscriminately You beat my brother Vulcan, and now you dare to come out and slander his craftsmanship? You really think that no one in this world would dare to stand up against you, right?"

fart!You've been targeting me since I was born!

Athena was angry in her heart, she was patient, gritted her teeth, and said word by word:

"How many times do I have to say it before you understand? You two hundred and five, no mortal in this world will go to the battlefield with a pure metal shield and spear to fight!"

"Why not!" Ares pointed at Athena's nose and said loudly: "You are talking nonsense, my sons of Sparta, all of them used this kind of weapon on the battlefield, they just came under your nose, What happened to the Atlanteans who killed Poseidon to the point of throwing away their armor and crying for their parents? Once the Atlanteans leave, you want to turn your face and deny it as soon as you lift your pants?"