The God Killer in the American Comics World

The battle on the scene has ended.

The scene in front of her made Diana feel extremely strange.

Menelaos should have hated Ange, but his performance was not like facing an enemy who had the hatred of taking his wife away. Instead, it was like he was entrusting something to Ange.

This was quite inconsistent with Diana's sense of justice.

At this time, her aunt came over and put one hand on her shoulder.

"Diana, you were not born in the mythological era, and you don't understand the rules of that time. There were no rules at that time. After all, even the king of gods Zeus was a reckless guy, and naturally the gods below would not have any justice and fairness. All the truths are on the edge of the sword. The winner gets everything, and the loser has no hope except begging for mercy."

"..."

"And you see, ending Menelaos' life so simply is the last respect for a true hero."

Pentesilea pointed to the Greek guards who had just fled in fear, and suddenly, a cold light rose from their gorgeous golden armor.

The next moment, it turned into dozens or hundreds of tangible blades, shredding the guards into pieces.

This is... the power of Ares, the god of war!

"Waste!"

Even though Ares's divine thoughts did not descend on this place, the three of them heard this word from the power lurking in the armor of the guards.

Whether it was Ange or the two girls, they all felt the indifference from the high and mighty god of war at the same time.

The god of war does not need waste that cannot fight!

This is his divinity!

He declared his arrogance with the lives and blood of mortals.

If Menelaos had not been able to muster up the courage to stab the last sword, his fate would not be much better than these runaway guards.

"It's over." Ange opened the portal casually and left with the three women.

Was killing Menelaos wrong? Or was it right?

Ange didn't know.

After he crossed over, all his dreams, ambitions, and successes were triggered by Wonder Woman's help in triggering the God Killer System, and they would be concluded by the world that concerns her fate.

He came to a country villa in Belgium occupied by Germany, which was originally assigned to a barely-mainstream Junker noble. But the owner of this house was fighting, and the whole family was in Berlin. There was only a German housekeeper and a few servants left here. Ang naturally borrowed this quiet little villa with a black mask.

After Menelaos died, Helen was obviously not in a good mood.

In fact, her ban had long been unlocked by Athena. If Ang wanted, she would definitely not refuse.

But neither she nor Ang was in the mood.

On the terrace of the villa, Diana was a little melancholy: "Ang, what are we going to do next? After I came here, I found that Germany is a huge country. It's like looking for a needle in a haystack to find the hidden Ares here."

Well, Germany is definitely too big compared to a small paradise island.

It is definitely not an easy task to find a true god who hides his breath.

If the original plot of "Wonder Woman 1" is followed, then Ange has two names in mind, one is German General Ludendorff, and the other is British tycoon Patrick.

The problem is that this parallel plane has already changed this plot beyond recognition.

At least there is no Greek Empire in the plot.

It doesn't matter, Ange has a trick.

Not based on the "history" in his memory, but based on Ares's temperament.

"We don't have to do anything, just wait here for the invitation."

"Invitation? Whose invitation?"

"Ares's!"

As soon as this was said, everyone in the room was shocked.

"No, wait, you said Ares will find us?" Penthesilea was surprised.

"What else?" Angel held his cheek, looked back and chuckled: "This is a world war. The home of the God of War, all the sounds of war, everyone's whispers, and even their inner voices, can be transmitted to his ears. It doesn't matter whether he can hear it or not, but whether he wants to hear it or not. This is the God of War Ares!"

In response to Angel's words, the doorbell rang outside the villa.

Not long after, the hypnotized butler brought an invitation.

"Master, General Ludendorff invites you to the banquet." In the butler's mind, Angel is the master he serves. The butler didn't think there was anything wrong.

Only the two Amazon girls were full of disobedience.

"Are we really discovered?" Diana clenched her teeth.

"Maybe. Anyway, we'll know when we get there." Angel answered casually.

Hongmen Banquet?

Or not?

In any case, if you don't go to the banquet, you will never know where Ares is.

Although he is a god of war, Ares behaves like a god of conspiracy, hiding in the dark and constantly provoking the top leaders of various countries, heating up this epic war.

When it comes to attending the banquet, it is very simple for Ange, and he can get it done in a military uniform that German sticks love the most.

Anyway, Kratos's burly figure definitely looks good in a military uniform, but his face is a bit fierce.

Ladies are quite troublesome.

According to the standards of the banquet, it is either low-cut or backless.

When attending the banquet in the evening of the second day, Ange was speechless.

This combination of aunt and niece also makes Ange drunk.

Because there are limited clothes in the villa, the only two suitable evening dresses are backless dresses, and as a result, they both chose to insert their swords on their backs.

The gorgeous sword hilt rests between the two shoulder blades, as if it is some kind of novel decoration.

Unable to suppress his curiosity, Ange ran to tease Penthesilea's sword.

"What are you doing?" The Queen slapped Ange's hand off.

"No, I was thinking, won't your sword cut your butt?"

The Amazon female warrior uses a Greek-style broad-bladed sword with a blade that is almost four fingers wide. Even if there is a scabbard, how much strength is needed to fix the sword and prevent it from wandering around?

The queen was ashamed and angry: "You know this and you still don't think of a solution?"

Ange was happy when he saw it.

It really depends on the pinch!

After some fighting, Ange, the guest space magician, finally helped them get a temporary space scabbard. The edge of the sword is hidden in a very small space crack, and the sword can be pulled out by pulling on the hilt.

That's it.

European banquets always seem to be in the same tone.

Ange was not familiar with the rules of a hundred years ago, and only after entering the venue did he realize that they were all based on that virtue.

He was holding a goblet and shaking the champagne in the glass. Two Amazon beauties stood on the left and right. With his good looks and the looks of the two beauties, he easily became the center of attention.

It's just that when he meets everyone, he introduces himself, "I'm Reinhardt."

cough!

This little farce got serious until the arrival of General Ludendorff.

Almost as soon as he met this old-looking white-haired general, the system prompt came.

[Host please note! You are under the pressure of Ares, the god of war, and you must take a will test...]