The moon is full of evil, but the simulator is full of evil

"They request that the priests carry out more missionary activities in their own temples, and pray more piously and on a larger scale—the increase in believers will effectively weaken the power of the demons."

"In a few days."

"The same oracle was issued soon from the Temple of the God of War on the top of Mount Sparta."

"Half a year ago, the demon that raided the city-state of Sparta was called the "Demon of War". In order to weaken his power, Sparta had to praise the name of the God of War more frequently and more piously? "

Looking at the Ares oracle from the great priest of the temple in his hand.

Su Shu frowned calmly.

Great Priest.

Often the most prestigious position in a city-state.

However, Kratos's reputation outside the world now is that he is the beloved son of the gods who descended into the world, and the great priest dare not show his air in front of him.

Originally, it was an extremely terrifying demon that threw a spear from the sea and killed more than 1 people in one blow.

People don't know what kind of name He has.

Su Shu learned the news from Athena, but for the sake of panic, he didn't make it public.

However, at this moment

The reputation of "the devil of war" was announced by Ares on his own initiative.

Ah

How can there be such a coincidence in the world?

The palace has just been destroyed by the "Demon of War".

Ares and Athena came and took Virgil away.

Obviously Zeus should have been paying attention to himself.

However, at that time, Olympus was in a situation of fighting with the star soldiers, so the two of them took advantage of this loophole?

Between Lightning and Flint.

Su Shu then figured out the key point of the whole matter.

"Zeus, is he protecting me now?"

Think about something like this.

An imperceptible smile appeared on the corner of the black-haired boy's mouth.

He raised his eyes and looked at the great priest standing solemnly in front of him.

Su Shu smiled and said softly.

"Respected God of War Ares, for more than 100 years, it was hard to issue an oracle.

"As the regent of Sparta today, Kratos, he should go to greet him in person!

"I will personally listen to the teachings of the God of War! Spread the glory of my god Ares to the entire Sparta!"

Your Highness's words are very kind!

In the eyes of the priests, the incomparable reverence.

From the throne, Su Shu stood up slowly.

"Get ready, go to the temple!"

The misty sea of ​​clouds stretches as far as the eye can see.

On the side peak of Olympus towering into the sky, stands the majestic Temple of the God of War.

A burly figure in blood-colored armor sits on a bronze throne wrapped in flames.

Through the flickering flames.

He stared at the black-haired boy in the Spartan temple, smiling and bowing to his idol, and issued an oracle to the priests present that completely distorted his meaning and reduced the city-state's prayer activities.

Click.

Ares suddenly crushed the wine glass in his hand.

He is the god of war, strife, and riot!It is a symbol of blood and fire, strength and power!It is the personification of gore, bloodthirsty, and disaster!Is one of the twelve main gods of Olympus! ! !

When did Ares, the mighty god of war, suffer such humiliation!

"Kratos!"

The cold and furious voice hummed and vibrated from under the bloody helmet.

The divine power of Ares surged up, boiling and flowing like magma, as if it was about to blast into the world immediately, burning the presumptuous young man into a scorched corpse on the ground.

"I want to blow you away! Blast your teeth!!!"

however

The divine power of not expressing anger has been brewing for a long time like that.

Ares raised his eyes and looked at the highest peak of Olympus, the thunderous and lightning palace of the king of gods.

祂

I know, I haven't had time to smash Kratos.

It will be dismantled into a mass of scrap iron by that god king.

"call"

He took a long breath.

Ares tried hard to calm down.

Peace of mind.

Don't argue with villains who presume.

The god of war in blood-colored armor snorted coldly, and pressed the mechanism of his throne.

Hidden tunnels stretched layer upon layer in front of him, leading from the throne of the God of War to the abyss where lava flowed.

Ares's eyes gleamed with blood, and he walked slowly, walking straight down the steps.

Underneath the Temple of War God, above the altar surrounded by flames.

The blazing chains restrained a body that looked dilapidated and bruised, with hideous scars all over the skin.

Looking at the blood-red figure, he walked slowly in front of him.

The silver-haired, burly boy raised his gaze slowly and with difficulty.

Facing the god of war Ares in front of him.

"Pooh!"

Virgil sneered and spit out an insult with all the strength left in his body.

It's a pity that I couldn't touch the armored body of Ares

hiss--

This weak moisture was instantly evaporated by the surrounding hot temperature.

Snapped!

Ares raised his hand, and slapped Virgil violently with the back of his hand.

The buzzing and icy cold voice slowly came from under the helmet.

"You can still spit, it seems that it's not closed enough."

orbital.

Thick blood slowly seeped down.

Ignoring the severe pain all over his body, as if burning his soul.

The silver-haired boy turned back inch by inch, his cheeks were bruised and purple.

"Ares, haven't you eaten?"

A sarcastic sneer appeared on Virgil's face.

"You bitch"

That word, the moment it comes out.

boom--

Blazing flames suddenly burst out from Ares' body.

He raised his hand and grabbed Virgil's neck suddenly.

"Little devil, you are courting death—!"

The silver-haired boy stared at the war god in front of him with bloody eyes.

A word of begging for mercy did not come out of his mouth.

"kill me!"

"My brother will dismantle you into a piece of scrap metal—"

Ares' eyes were filled with blood.

The sound of bone cracking echoed from the boy's neck.

Unexpectedly.

at this time

A feminine voice, which caused Ares' blood pressure to rise suddenly, sounded leisurely from behind him.

"You look so powerless and furious, it's really interesting, Ares"

Athena said with a smile.

The joking voice paused for a moment as if he was muttering.

"Well, I seem to have forgotten

"Should I call you now—dear sister?"

In Virgil's breath of relief and violent coughing.

The blood-red armored figure suddenly let go of its fingers.

Ares turned around slowly.

He looked at the annoying orange-haired woman standing in front of her with her hands behind her back.

"It's not your turn to say this, Athena"

Ares raised his hand and slowly took off his helmet.

The black-haired woman revealed her elegant beauty.

Layer upon layer of annular pupils.

Eyes as breathtaking as amber.

On the cheeks, there are those hideous scars crawling like centipedes.

A ferocious grin emerged from the corner of Ares's mouth.

"—my dear, wise sister."

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"Ares, God of War, is a beautiful girl with long black hair, why would I have such a dream?"

Chapter No.17 I call it efficient (9K)