Ares, God of War

"I was trembling when I spoke just now."

"Whose fault do you think it is, sir?"

Faced with this situation, Liliana couldn't help but get angry with Ares. She bit the word "Sir" word by word, and said angrily.

"I've said it all, the purpose of my coming here is to find him."

Ares waved his hand and said:

"Anna, since I dared to provoke him, I must have come prepared. Don't worry, humans are my friends too. Although Rome is dead, Sardinia will not sink."

"what do you mean?"

Liliana only had time to ask a question, and heard Melka chanting her own words:

"Pursue! Exile! Chaser, become a pair of weapons for my minions, pursue! Let him experience the power of my anger!"

Accompanied by his chanting, a pair of thick wooden sticks gradually appeared in Melka's hands. This is the first weapon belonging to human beings at the beginning of the birth of human civilization, and the combination of a strong man and a wooden stick is also very easy. Reminiscent of another world-famous god, Hercules in Greek mythology.

When Melka held the pair of wooden sticks and slowly lifted them up, Liliana could already hear the sound of storms and thunderclaps from the surface above the underground temple, and these sounds even passed through the long The underground corridor resounded through the underground temple, which shows how drastic the changes in the sky above the surface are now.

Boom!

Finally, a thunderbolt blasted through the stratum, fell into the deep underground, and gathered on the wooden stick in Merka's hand. The angry God King tightly grasped the wooden stick wrapped in a huge amount of lightning, and swung it viciously. He hit the blasphemer in front of him.

"This is—God's punishment!"

The hammer sanctioned by the god king crashed down and hit Ares in the direction, making a miracle with great force. Although Melka's weapon was only the most primitive wooden stick, even the wind pressure generated when the wooden stick was swung, All have the power to destroy buildings and crush cars in an instant.

However, in the face of this terrible blow, Ares did not dodge or evade, and even took the initiative to meet it.

"Hey!"

Liliana opened her eyes wide, watching the man make the same movements in vain, but in the short moment that wasn't enough to take a breath, a wave burst out suddenly in the body of Ares who was stepping forward. No less terrifying than Melka's power, the surface of his body seemed to start to burn with crimson flames, and the muscles between his fists and arms also swelled, entangled with electric light visible to the naked eye.

He clenched his fists tightly, then turned sideways, dodged, and punched, cutting into the gap between Melka's arm and body from a strange angle, and punching at the same time He slammed heavily at Melka's face.

"Well?"

In the blink of an eye, the injured Melka only had time to raise another wooden stick to block him, and then he was knocked back several steps by the powerful force from the wooden stick, and the rest of the force passed through. His body turned into a fist and broke a huge and deep hole in the ground.

"This power, are you really the same kind?"

Melka glanced at his slightly trembling arm, and then looked at Ares with astonished eyes. This blow actually made his anger subside and he became more cautious.

"I told you I'm Ares." Ares muttered, seeing that his mockery of Melka seemed to be fading, so he quickly added another sentence that attracted hatred: "Beelzebub, Lord of the Flies, Eat papa."

"xxxxx!" Melka was furious. He cursed angrily in a very ancient language, and then the two big sticks of pursuit and exile in his hand knocked on Ares again.

But at this moment, he raised two wooden sticks at the same time, which caused his middle lane to fall, and the goal was wide open.

Ares accurately grasped this fleeting opportunity with the intuition of the god of war. At the moment when the pursuit and exile fell, he rolled on the spot and rolled into Melka's arms. He took out the Thompson submachine gun loaded with special bullets and pressed it against Melka's chest.

"My lord, times have changed."

Ares smiled and pulled the trigger, while shouting:

"The god of war has all kinds of martial arts, this is the Thompson submachine gun!"

Chapter 117. Cardiopulmonary arrest

Da da da da da, a series of dense sounds like a typewriter sounded. In this instant, Ares did not hesitate to take a heavy blow from Melka with his back, and also used this Thompson submachine gun at 120 rounds per minute. The rate of fire poured out all the bullets in the drum.

Facing the fire from the submachine gun, Melka neither dodged nor evaded, with a disdainful expression on his face, after the pursuit and banishment in his hands dealt a heavy blow to Ares, he even stood still, Hold your chest up and let Ares finish all the bullets in the drum, and then just blow Aris away with a casual blow.

Under the attack of the God King's weapon, the Thompson submachine gun in Ares's hand was shattered into slag, but he himself was fine. After turning over deftly, he landed firmly in the distance from Mel. The card is not far away.

He raised his head and looked at Melka with a half-smile, while the god king of Canaan mythology said to himself: "There are so many wonders in this world. I have never seen such a shameless guy like you. Obviously there are With the power of a god, but without the majesty of a god, why rely on such a child's toy, your fists are obviously more destructive than any other weapon!...Well, why are you laughing?"

"It's nothing." Ares agreed with a smile: "I think of happy things."

Melka thought that he was going to utter some vulgar words to tease him again, so he mustered up his spell power, and was about to rely on brute force to make Ares choke back the swear words, but the next moment, Ares said:

"I remember that in this world, you, as the god king of Canaan mythology, seem to have a deep connection with Hercules in Greek mythology, right?"

"You also know about this?"

Melka replied disdainfully:

"The shameless Greeks plagiarized my legend and introduced it to Greece, where my posture changed, and then their so-called hero god Hercules was born."

"Wow, that's such a coincidence." Ares sighed: "Actually, I have a pretty good relationship with him, iron buddy, he will do whatever I ask him to do, and he even poured the footwash water for me when I was young." ...Of course these are all nonsense, what I want to say is, you should know how the mythical Hercules died, right?"

"Of course I know, because a woman died because of her stupidity. In order to save his wife, he shot dead a centaur who wanted to take his wife away with an arrow contaminated with Hydra poison. However, his wife suspected his infidelity. Therefore, he was given the clothes stained with the blood of the centaur to wear, and the poison of Hydra infected Hercules through the blood of the centaur, and finally he could not bear the pain, so he burned himself to death."

Melka said mockingly:

"It's really sad! If I am more intelligent, this kind of thing will never happen."

"That may not be possible." Ares laughed: "Actually, the bullet I hit you just now also contained Hydra's poison."

Deng!Deng!Boom!

"What did you say!"

Melka was really a little panicked now, he was not afraid of dying in battle, for their disobedient gods, death was nothing more than a return to the mythical world, but being infected with Hydra's poison was not just death. Simple, judging from the description in Greek mythology, it is more like a painful curse to the gods that makes you unable to live or die.

Even characters with strong hearts like Chiron and Hercules can't stand such torture. In mythology, Hercules shot Hades with the arrow of Hydra, which also hurt Pluto. Wow, this level of sourness, Melka doesn't want to taste it.