Ares, God of War

"The strength of King Ares is indeed beyond my imagination."

Andre came over with a tray of painkillers and a glass of water, stuffed these pills into Salvatore's mouth in a rough gesture, and then gulped him down with a glass of water.

Then, holding the water glass, he walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the already dim sky outside, with a frightened look on his face:

"He may be stronger than Vauban and the Eastern leader... no, he must be higher than them."

"Wow." Salvatore sighed like a fool, "That's really awesome."

"Don't sigh."

Andre turned around angrily and said:

"Sensing your body carefully, don't you feel that something is missing?"

"What's missing?"

Salvatore stretched out his hand, scratched his head, and stared blankly at his butler, until a few seconds later, he exclaimed:

"Ah, why did my magic sword power disappear?"

"I'm convinced."

Andre sighed helplessly:

"This is the power you first obtained from the Celtic God King "Nuada", and it is also your most powerful power. This power has been taken away by someone, and you have not reacted until now?"

"It was taken away by someone? Oh, was it taken away by that friend?" After hearing the news, Salvatore smiled indifferently: "That's okay, if he robs it, let's just rob it." , I will look for other powers in the future.”

"Where is such a suitable authority just for you to grab?" Andre reprimanded: "You are too self-centered, haven't you learned enough from this time?"

"You are wrong, Andrea." Salvatore replied with a smile: "People like us kill the gods and usurp their power. It is not that we get power by luck, but that we get it." I have the power to adapt to us. Now I lack this kind of power, next time, I will definitely meet the power that suits me, I have such a premonition."

Andre was silent. Indeed, no matter how close his relationship with Salvatore is, some things can only be realized after becoming a godslayer. This is even more so for one incident.

The appearance of Ares once again broke the common sense in the magic world, because in theory, although there will be differences in combat power between the godslayers due to the depth of qualifications, power, and their original qualities in magic and martial arts There is a difference in height, but I have never heard of a godslayer who can instantly kill another godslayer who has activated his own power with just one move.

Even the oldest Vauban, when the idiot who was sleeping on the bed snatched the "monster" he summoned, he never saw the old devil kill Salvatore with a single move.

In fact, the two godslayers had been entangled for a long time in that battle. Although Salvatore was severely beaten, Vauban did not take advantage of it.

"Speaking of which, Andre."

After taking painkillers, Salvatore, whose condition improved slightly, asked again:

"That friend of mine...is his name Ares? Where is he now? Since he defeated me, what about the Gorgon Stone? Is he there too?"

"You are like this now, so don't think about that stone. Well, that stone is indeed still in the hands of King Ares. He said with a look of displeasure that your personality is not suitable for dealing with that stone at all. God tool, let him deal with it. As for where he is now, well, of course he is going to find the group of people who told you about him."

Andre replied.

"You mean those trash from the Italian Magic Society?"

Salvatore laughed loudly.

"Yes." The steward of the King of Swords pushed his glasses, and commented: "If the king spared his life, he still hasn't learned his lesson. This time, the three magic associations will probably suffer."

……

A certain castle in Florence, the secret society of the magic world, the headquarters of the knight order "Lily City".

The commander of the knights who had just participated in a meeting in the magic world, a young man with a gay alias like "Purple Knight", returned to the headquarters in the vehicle of the magic association.

He maintained a majestic expression, walked through the passages and stairs of the castle under the admiration, respect, or fear eyes of his subordinates, and finally came to his office on the top floor of the castle.

Pushing open the office, stepping into it, and closing the door behind his back, the young man finally showed a relaxed look on his majestic face, but just as he loosened his purple tie, he suddenly heard the direction of his desk. There was a sneer.

"Who!"

He tensed his nerves, and pulled out the knight sword stuck next to the clothes hanger with his backhand. His eagle-like eyes broke through the dark room and looked towards his office chair.

However, when he saw the man sitting on the office chair clearly, Eagle Falcon's eyes shrank and became full of horror, fear and disbelief.

"What? You really think that you lured Salvatore to trouble me, and I won't settle accounts with you guys?"

Ares stood up from the young man's office chair, came to him, and looked down at the man who had already sat on the ground because of his pressure.

"That's not necessarily the case. I'm not afraid to tell you that I've always been diligent and thrifty in managing my family. I have to figure out such trivial details. Only after I figure it out clearly can I swallow the breath in my heart."

The young man's lips trembled until Ares relaxed his coercion, and he finally smiled wryly and asked, "King Ares, have you met our leader, the Southern European sword king? "

"Yes, and, I spared his life, you see how open-minded I am."

When Ares said this, the young man only thought he was bragging, but when Ares snatched the blade from his hand, and the arm holding the sword gradually turned into silver, turning the knight sword into a terrifying When he was holding the magic sword, the young commander finally showed a look of horror.

"How? Familiar, right?" Ares smiled at him gently: "This power seems to be called the 'torn silver hand' by you, and it is the signature of that fool."

"You, what did you do to Sir Salvatore?"

The young man asked tremblingly.

"Didn't do anything? He came to fight with me. If he loses, can he not save something to apologize?"

Ares looked down at the young man and said softly:

"Look, your leader knows the rules very well, how about you?"

The young commander swallowed, and then said in a low voice: "Please show your kindness, King Ares, and don't kill all the members of our magic association."