Chapter 509: Ares, the Resurgence
In the Olympus god lineage, Ares, who was in charge of wars and battles, in his heyday, his body was close to three hundred meters, and when he was defeated and fell, he covered an area of more than seven hectares, and his body not only flowed with immortal divine blood, but also inherited the blood of the Titans from his father and ancestors.
It's a pity that when the world was promoted, the ancient Titan was released early by someone from the Divine Prison Tartarus, triggering a great war that affected the Three Realms.
Lu Bin collected the broken god bodies and carved out temples belonging to the Olympian gods in his pantheon, maintaining their existence with minimal consumption.
Now, when the time has come for them to fight, Lu Bin does not hesitate to summon Ares, who has little opinion of him, but is fierce and warlike.
Compared with the previous three-hundred-meter-tall divine body, the current head of the army is only about three meters, which is less than one percent of the level of his heyday, but the aura of war in the inner part of the secret realm makes him enjoy it like a fish in water.
Perhaps because of the experience of participating in the tragic Battle of the Titans and falling on the battlefield once, Ares' understanding of the field of war is simply different from the shallow at the beginning.
Lu Bin couldn't help but nod lightly when he saw the leader of the army wearing broken armor, unabashedly reaching out to absorb the war force that was rapidly stirring up in the inner part of the secret realm, refining it into his own divine power.
"Not a bad achievement!Ares broke through the limitations of believing in gods and transformed into an existence similar to an ancient god. This time, I really picked up the treasure. ”
Ares took the opportunity to expand his realm and gain a permanent place in this secret realm where the laws were lax. Sensing his strength gradually returning, the leaders of the armies did not hesitate to march towards the Doomsday Volcano.
At this moment, Buffyment, the beast lord hiding inside the volcano, sensed the approach of a strange enemy, easily tore the shell of the volcano, and leaked a large amount of magma, causing the hotbed that gave birth to the clone to lose its boiling vitality.
The three demonic sorcerers were now standing on the obsidian altar of the crater, with the lava lake no longer boiling at their feet, and they were bewildered in the abyssal language, continuing to maintain the connection of the beast lord Buffyment, but the sudden burst of black lightning was like a poisonous eye, giving them a punitive and painful gaze.
"Moo...... Moo"
The Demon Warlock immediately understood the reason for the Beast Lord's anger, and they immediately fell to their knees on the ground, first expressing absolute obedience, and then crawling to their feet, leaving the smoke-filled crater and charging at the suspicious figure below.
The demon warlock at the front, as he ran, raised a mass of flesh behind him, his skin was torn in an instant, and his wet bat-like wings were spread, which quickly dried in the heat of the volcano, and glided in the wind to Ares who was strolling upward.
Lu Bin squinted his eyes, looking at the pair of wind-leaking bat wings that did not conform to aerodynamics, and couldn't help but shake his head slightly, he didn't have any good feelings about the prey that had been transformed into a semi-abyss creature by the power of demons.
The two demonic sorcerers who followed him, one of them was running, and as his blood boiled, his skin cracked open, revealing the characteristics of a fire elemental creature, and the hair on his body burned to ashes in the blink of an eye, and his eyes lost their dark pupils and turned into a golden red that melted into molten iron.
The last one, whose muscles swelled dramatically, tore through his coat, revealing a dense and somewhat excessive body hair, and his feet turned into anti-jointed corbels, looking like a half-bull with a human face and a bull body, just the opposite of the Minotaur Minotaur the Minotaur the other.
Lu Bin saw the last demon warlock, and every step he took crushed the volcanic rock that was as hard as steel, and he couldn't help but nod secretly: "This terrifying strange power must be the reward of the beast lord Buffyment." Sadly, these demon sorcerers have forgotten that their unique bloodline gives them the talent to cast spells, rather than showing off their muscles and brute strength on the battlefield. ”
The first demon warlock to spread his bat-winged hands popped out his three-edged thorny nails, ready to forcibly knock down the defeated target, tearing his body open by the way.
Unfortunately, Ares had already passed the brief period of weakness when he walked out of the Temple of War, and although he still seemed to be a little sluggish, it was only a disguise he used to disguise his strength.
As the winged demon warlock flew close with his teeth and claws, trying to knock out his sighted target, Ares made a move that shocked both sides.
He lunges with his left foot, clasps his head in his hands, and leans forward, as if ready to resist the enemy's dive attack.
The Demon Warlock's heart was relieved, and then he became happy, and the bat wings that were about to be put away remained unmoved, concentrating all his physical and mental will to push the attack power to the maximum.
The moment the hands touched, the violent impact was like a landslide, and it actually pushed Ares, who was in full defensive state, back three steps.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Ares withdrew his left foot and lay back sharply, giving up a position, and the winged demon sorcerer continued to rush forward, revealing his unprotected chest.
"Oops!"
This was the last thought of the demon warlock, and then Ares crossed his hands and jerked from behind to the front, his elbow like steel, and smashed the demon warlock's head and shattered his left shoulder.
Defend and counterattack, kill with one move!
Lu Bin saw that the demon warlock's forehead was deeply concave, his neck bone was bent at ninety degrees, and his eyes bulged outward due to intracranial pressure, and he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.
"There are no brilliant supernatural powers, no fancy moves, just fast, ruthless, and accurate killing moves! ”
"No ......"
The other two demon warlocks, seeing that their companions were killed by the enemy when they obviously had the upper hand, couldn't help but shout out, but their running and charging speed slowed down unconsciously, revealing the true thoughts of the two.
Ares reached out and grabbed the Demon Warlock with a headshot, snapping off his most threatening hands with his wrist, draining his flesh essence in an instant. As a result, the winged demon warlock, whose body was as full as a ripe wolf peach, shriveled and dehydrated at a speed visible to the eye, turned into a wrinkled, chapped corpse.
"Ares sacrificed to himself! And this kind of operation, I really see the undead. ”
When Lu Bin saw this scene, he couldn't help but want to shake his head, but considering that he had made the head of the army to such a miserable point, after all, there was still some bottom line to keep, so he sighed softly.
In the blink of an eye, two other demonic sorcerers approached, and Ares took a deep breath, grabbed two steel-clawed demonic hands, and threw them at his prey.
The half-abyss, half-elemental demon warlock, his unsuspecting heart was pierced by the demonized claws of his companions, and his body lost the source of activity, and he could no longer take a step, so he fell directly to the ground, sliding all the way to Ares, and was trampled by him.
Another demon warlock who had turned into a half-bull man, due to the expansion of his muscles, even if he was pierced through the chest by the demon's hand, his heart was only lightly wounded, not fatal.
However, the severe pain of the wound in the heart being torn open was not something that ordinary people could bear, and even the semi-abyssal demon warlock couldn't bear it and knelt on the spot.
Ares knew very well that if he gave the other party enough time to recover, he charged forward without hesitation, clenching his right hand into a fist, and his meager divine power burst into golden flames, forming a tangible and insubstantial spear.
Before he could reach his prey, the flaming spear burst out with a sharp triangular tip that pierced the forehead of the last demon warlock, stirring his brain into a mess and emitting an enticing aroma of ripeness.
"Moo...... Moo"