Warlock of War: My Ares System

I can now use my ancient tongue to a point where I can influence higher beings to a certain degree, but the more demanding the order, the more damage I will take… obviously.

Even when the skill wore off, everybody else stayed silent, but their first naive and uncaring eyes turned into that of predators.

They stalked me as I walked into my cell, hearing the loud clang of metal bars shut behind me, locking me in.

"If you want to be slaughtered, then feel free to join me in the colosseum… well, as if a greenhorn like me would go against such strong gladiators, right?" I taunted the prison while sitting down in a meditative position.

And as the prison exploded into an uproar of insults and foul language, I just closed my eyes and calculated the situation and what my best future course would be.

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A few days passed, and no food had been given to me, yet I realized what I needed to do in order to eat.

"I guess I have to win this match," I smiled as a guard pulled on the chains linking my wrists together and dragged me out of my cell, taking me down the hallway where a long silence befell the prison.

Everything about this place revolved around the idea of getting rewarded upon surviving in the colosseum, and this has been completely revealed to me through different means.

I've seen many weaker ones come back completely unharmed, with their match apparently ending in a draw, meaning I didn't have to win every single match in order to survive.

Most likely, I just needed to provide entertainment like a normal gladiator would… but that isn't my goal in the slightest.

I wasn't planning on extending my stay here, but instead, I wanted to try and find a sponsor or possible guild who could buy me from this hell hole.

The chances of somebody watching the brutal colosseum are pretty low, but on the off chance it does happen, I'll use my chance to the best of its abilities.

[Next Side Quest has been revealed]
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[Side Quest: Colosseum Match One]

[Description: Utterly destroy your opponent in this next match in order to reveal to the opposing settlers that you didn't come here to play around. Strike fear into the hearts of everybody watching and make sure your opponent doesn't come back with his sanity intact.]

[Reward: [Skill Book - Tarot Unlocking Process]

[Penalty Upon Failure: Death]


[Time Left: 30 Minutes]

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I stared at the quest in front of me, slightly disappointed, as this meant I couldn't just sit back and watch.

Plus, the description of this quest was so vague that I might not even complete it if I just survived… but it doesn't want me to kill the opponent at the same time?

I was utterly confused but decided to just go with my gut and make sure to destroy my opponent with everything that I had.

"Hey, since it's my first match, will my opponent be weak?" I asked the guard, who pushed me toward a beaming light at the end of the hallway.

But the man didn't reply and just gave me a cold look before a gate came down, separating both of us within the hallway.

"Go," He almost ordered, so I let out a long sigh before shuffling to my feet, where the links binding my wrists and ankles suddenly unlocked, dropping to the floor flawlessly.

"Ugh… this stench…" I covered my nose as I walked towards the light and shielded my eyes from its blinding properties.

RAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

The colosseum exploded with tension and excitement as I walked out, every single person in this damn place praying for my downfall.

"AND NOW! THE CHALLENGER HAS APPEARED! AND FOR HIS FIRST MATCH! WE HAVE THE FAMOUS NOOBIE KILLER! THE MINOTAUURRRRRRRR!" An announcer shouted, her voice ringing across the Colosseum.

My expressionless face shifted into a smile as a large minotaur about five meters in height came charging out of the opposite gate, its hooves kicking up a dust cloud behind its rabid and fast legs.

"I guess I don't have to hold back," I smiled ear-to-ear before utilizing the [Breath of the Snowy Underworld].

All the clattering noise constantly attempting to distract me was blocked out; I assessed the situation, predicted every single outcome, took my starved body into account, my weaponless state… and then proceeded.

"IT LOOKS LIKE THE NEWBIE IS FROZEN IN PLACE WITH FEAR!"

I stood still, sweating as the minotaur charged closer and closer, reaching out its hairy hands to grab me and most likely crush me.

And once its three meter long wingspan was about to touch me, I raised my hand into the air and then swung down.

"Come,"

A whistle resounded through the stone bowl before a large crashing BOOOOM exploded through the arena, the scarred minotaur in front of me frozen in place.

It then dropped to its knees, coughing up so much blood that it fell from its mouth like a waterfall of dead essence.

I grabbed my spear, which had appeared before me, and then swung it once, removing the blood from the blade and looking up at the now pitiful monster.

My spear came crashing down through the minotaur's torso, leaving a gaping hole in its stomach, destroying almost every single organ that it held within its body.

As its eyes dimmed, I slapped it with the blunt and flat side of my blade, waking it up for just a split second as it was knocked to the side.

I raised my knee and looked at the minotaur straight between the eyes before slamming my foot down, denting its entire skull.

It died instantly, blood spurting from every orifice in its body.

But I wasn't done yet as the quest hadn't been completed, so I repeatedly slashed and stomped on the monster's corpse until it was unrecognizable, leaving the entire colosseum speechless.

"Ugh… I got blood stians on my only shirt," I muttered disappointingly before gazing up at the panel now floating above.