"Hahahaha! Good, very good!"
At this mont, Ares, who had just finished repairing his wounds, spat out a mouthful of blood foam and burst into frenzied laughter.
He tore off the cloth over his eyes, his scarlet, bloodshot eyes staring at Lorne ahead as a ferocious excitent appeared on his face that had been corroded by poison.
"Little thing, you are worthy of using my full strength!"
"Then next, as a reward, this king will grant you death in the manner of a warrior!"
The mont his voice fell, the blood-colored figure instantly rushed in front of Lorne.
So fast!
Fast enough to even catch up to the [Goat]'s speed!
Lorne looked at the rapidly enlarging spear tip in front of him and his heart tightened.
He imdiately sidestepped and leaped backward, narrowly avoiding that powerful, heavy strike.
Fortunately, the [Goat] possessed not only speed but also unparalleled flexibility in complex terrain.
Seeing the strike miss, Ares pressed his wrist down and the spear tip flicked upward, straight toward the target's throat.
Lorne imdiately drew hundreds of Heran scripts in the air, but this ti not for attack.
They flew into various places, dividing and transforming the surrounding space.
Whether it was the [Goat] from Pan or the [Bull] from Crete, both possessed the characteristics of a [Labyrinth].
Therefore, Ares, trapped within, found it difficult to distinguish direction for a mont and could only watch helplessly as his opponent pulled away again and fled backward.
"You only know how to run? Coward!"
Seeing this warrior, who clearly possessed powerful fighting skills, start avoiding battle again, Ares, the King of Warriors, denounced this disgrace to the warrior group.
However, Lorne's gaze swept across the several deep pits gouged by the blood-colored spear on the ground and the terrifying death will contained within them as he turned his head without hesitation and ran even faster.
'Die! I must kill this soft egg!'
Ares could no longer endure it.
He smashed the wooden spear in his hand into the ground, breaking open the magic circle trapping him in one blow, then charged furiously straight toward the disgrace of the warrior group,
His scarlet eyes gradually filled with blood vessels.
Seeing the blood shadow behind him relentlessly chasing again,
Lorne used the terrain and magic to fight while retreating.
The swarming runes and the densely buried magic circles along the way exploded one after another, but they failed to slow Ares's speed at all.
Instead, as ti passed, the blood-red figure behind drew even closer.
The scarlet blood flas even ignited the sky, and the frenzied, violent roars grew louder and louder.
"Die! Die! Die!"
Listening to the deafening roars behind him, Lorne narrowed his eyes, his peripheral vision glancing at the monster whose entire body was steaming and burning with blood aura like a wild beast, and his heart settled.
As expected, pushing the war divinity to this level was not without limits.
The price was the need to sacrifice rationality!
And this exactly matched Ares's usual way of fighting.
Trading brains for combat power?
Truly foolish beyond asure!
A cold light flashed in Lorne's eyes as he looked toward the vast blue sea surface ahead, and a relieved expression appeared on his face.
Finally, they had arrived!
And Ares, who had completely entered a battle-mad state, also completed the chase by continuously breaking through speed limits with burning war divinity, then swung the spear in his hand and thrust toward the target.
At the sa ti, the figure standing in the seawater stopped fleeing, suddenly turned back, and quickly chanted holy words.
"This anger arises! The waves flow backward because of it, all things perish because of it! King of flas and smoke, overlord swimming freely in the vast sea, burdened with the sin of [Envy] no one may stand above him!"
In an instant, the sea surface churned and surged.
A blue one-horned giant whale with hard scales, sharp teeth, and spikes under its belly leaped out of the sea, spraying flas from its mouth, smoke from its nose, carrying jealousy toward the "stronger one," it burst out a piercing screech, and rolled with surging waves toward the blood light.
Seeking death!
Ares, completely sunk in frenzy, raised the wooden spear in his hand and grinned as he pierced through the blue giant whale phantom in one blow.
Splash!
The layers of towering waves that had lost authority support instantly collapsed and turned into a sky-full rain curtain pouring onto the shallow beach.
However, in the next mont, on the land moistened by rainwater, dense grapevines grew.
Tender green buds climbed up Ares's limbs like living things, drilled into his wounds, madly sucked his divine blood, and injected a strange intoxicating sensation into his body.
Sensing the numbness and itch on his body, the King of Warriors instinctively drove his divinity, wanting to ignite the divine blood in his body and turn it into blood-colored flas that burned all evil and cleared all negative states.
But before that blood color could fully light up, a figure broke through the dense rain curtain in the sky and instantly charged in front of Ares.
Strands of erald-green grapevines grew madly under his feet.
Clusters of purple-red grapes burst open, and the air was filled with intoxicating wine fragrance.
In a daze, Ares saw that around that figure were heads of various animals: goat, giant whale, bull, wild boar…
He had double horns on his head, grapevines winding around his hands, and his feet were shaped like the hind legs of a goat, reminding one of Pan's cloven hooves.
If Ares had read the unedited "Twenty-Four Line Holy Words" and "Theogony" from a certain secret sect, he would have been surprised to find that all these details matched the mythological narratives in the secret texts.
It was the [Primordial One] Phanes!
In the next instant, the [Giant Whale] flicked its tail, stirring new huge waves and storms; the [Goat] ran as fast as lightning; the [Bull] stomped its hooves, making the earth rumble and tremble; the final [Wild Boar] burst out a violent roar, raised its sharp fangs like two long spears, and charged unstoppably toward the King of Warriors.
Ares's pupils contracted sharply and he subconsciously burst out a roar, swing the spear in his hand forward.
Two light shadows crossed.
The blood-colored divine flas that had not yet fully ignited were extinguished by the overwhelming waves.
The completely soaked Ares stiffly lowered his head and looked in shock at his chest that had been blasted open and the empty chest cavity.
That blood-dripping heart had appeared in Lorne's hand.
"Puff!"
Accompanied by a muffled sound of flesh being crushed, Lycurgus, possessed by Ares, collapsed to the ground like a puppet whose core had been removed.
Finally, it was solved…
Confirming that the last spark of life had extinguished from that body, Lorne let out a sigh of relief and felt extrely fortunate in his heart.
Fortunately, the island was by the sea and could bring out the [Giant Whale]'s specialty.
Fortunately, the sea's blessing had a healing effect and reawakened the defeated divine avatars.
Fortunately, Ares chose to abandon his brain, activated blood rage, and stubbornly confronted all attacks head-on.
Fortunately, he had the foresight to construct the concept of "Phanes" in the "Theogony" and "Holy Words" he wrote, laying the foundation for using the power of four divine avatars at the sa ti and hiding the strongest killing move.
Otherwise, perhaps the one lying down now would have been himself.
Lorne slowly lowered his head and looked at the wooden spear that had pierced through his shoulder blade with lingering fear, then raised his hand and forcefully pulled it out.
A blood arrow shot from the wound and blasted a deep pit on the beach.
The dense death will condensed into an ink-like solid, causing the surrounding grapevines to wither and die.
He had to force this power out as soon as possible!
Seeing the scene before him, Lorne's heart tightened.
He imdiately threw the wooden spear in his hand into the magic circle, preparing to leave this battlefield quickly and find a hidden place to heal.
However, after walking only a few steps, the divine avatar behind him that simultaneously possessed the four images of [Bull] [Giant Whale] [Goat] [Wild Boar] suddenly shattered and turned into specks of light dust that scattered.
Damn it!
The [Primordial] state of simultaneously controlling four avatars was not yet perfect and could not be maintained for long!
Lorne cursed inwardly and suddenly felt a violent aura crazily rushing into his body from the wound on his shoulder.
"Puff!"
With the shock to his internal organs, he felt a sweet taste in his throat, opened his mouth, and spat out a pool of red-black filth full of death energy.
The scenery in front of him began to spin.
In the intense pain and chaos, Lorne barely gathered a thread of spirit, leaped into the sea, and tried to use the healing effect brought by the ocean blessing to resist the erupting death will in his body.
However, facing the will of a dead [World], a single ocean divinity clearly could not form effective suppression.
Under another concentrated eruption of the death will, Lorne's vision went black.
He only had ti to set up a protective curse before he completely lost consciousness and his uncontrolled body sank toward the dark depths of the ocean.
After an unknown amount of ti, a faint light appeared in the darkness.
A graceful and beautiful figure, surrounded and whispered to by marine creatures, passed through a colorful coral forest and looked at the flickering light cocoon in the center.
It's him?
The golden-haired, blue-eyed goddess hesitated for a mont, then finally pursed her lips and reached out to hold the light cocoon.
However, as if sensing sothing, two arms broke through the flickering cocoon mbrane and firmly locked around her slender waist.
A head burrowed into that warm, soft bosom.
This little bastard!
Suddenly attacked out of nowhere, the golden-haired goddess's pretty face flushed red.
She could not help cursing inwardly and wanted to throw the other party off.
But in the next mont, several fine, light-like plant roots as thin as hair inserted into her skin, causing the ocean divinity and divine blood in her body to surge outward like a bursting dam.
At the sa ti, a strange intoxicating sensation made her feel as if she had been force-fed jars of strong liquor.
Her whole body beca drunk and limp, hot and unable to move.
In the end, she could only let the octopus-like guy clinging to her body madly suck and extract.
Moreover, the loss of divine power and divine blood also brought a wonderful sense of pleasure, constantly washing over her thoughts and reason.
"Mm, quickly send back!"
In urgency, she could not think much.
Accompanied by a suppressed moan, she hurriedly waved her hand to summon a pure white dolphin and issued the order.
The dolphin imdiately carried the two connected bodies on its back, flicked its tail, and quickly disappeared into the vast darkness.
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