"It's ......"

Two thunderbolts of divine power that were too familiar to be familiar could no longer shoot through the air, and in an instant, Ares's eyes widened, and before he could finish speaking, he turned into a miserable scream.

Yes!

"My eyes!"

With his head thrown back, Ares covered his eyes with one hand, blood running down from his sockets, and swung his axe with the other, falling backwards in embarrassment.

The swift attack at hand, coupled with unforesight, caused his eyes to be struck and plunged into frightening darkness.

Unlike the previous attack, this attack contains divine power, and it is an attack that can actually inflict temporary unrecoverable injuries on him.

"You stole my divine power, you vile and hateful thief!"

Zizi!

Listen to Ares' angry yelling mixed with a hint of fear.

David's face was calm, and the divine power in his hand condensed into a lightning spear, like a hunter with a chance of victory to give the prey in the trap the final blow.

"I seem to smell fear.

Are you afraid? The ancient god of war! ”

He slowly walked towards the embarrassed Heavenly Father's eldest son.

The situation took a sharp turn for the worse, and Ares had only slightly fallen into the disadvantage just now, but in the blink of an eye, both eyes were destroyed.

"Mortals, you can't kill me!"

The sound of thunder and lightning was like the chirping of a group of crows, and the sound of footsteps almost knocked on Ares's heart, and he was frightened and angry, and he yelled in anger at the taunt and swung his axe away.

But after losing his eyes, how can he be David's opponent again.

With the victory in place, Davy unhurriedly threw a spear like lightning, and the thunder pierced Ares's neck, and the spear flew backwards with his tall body, and the tomahawk escaped his hand, pinning him to the ground.

Ares was so distressed that he coughed up blood in his mouth and tried to get up, but a foot stepped on his chest and crushed him down like a mountain.

He was seriously wounded, and his strength was quickly drained, and he was trampled under his feet.

"I'll be back, mortal!

I swear in the name of the god of war that I will come back and let you understand the pain that is deeper than when Prometheus was punished by my father! ”

Ares met something, blood spurting from his mouth and a cry of rage.

"Worthy of a god."

Holding the Thunder Spear, David exclaimed in an exclamatory tone: "My throat is pierced, and I can still speak, and it doesn't affect my voice at all." ”

After three taunts and two taunts, Ares was so angry that he even opened his two bloody eyes, roaring like an angry beast, looking extremely hideous.

"I'll be back, mortal.

When I come back, it's your time of death! ”

"If you are the god of wrath, with your current anger, you may have the strength to fight again.

But it's a pity that you're not, so save your energy and think about how to get back to Mount Olympus and face the gods who have been betrayed by you! ”

Faced with the threat of the god of war, David mocked as if he heard the feeble wail of a defeated dog.

"I'll wait for you, Ares, if you have a chance to come back."

"Ah......h

Ares' hateful shouting came to an abrupt halt, his neck torn apart by the thunderbolt of divine power, and a bloodied head flew out and fell to the ground like a ball, rolling a few times and stained with dirt.

The expression of tearing, anger and unwillingness froze on his face.

[Hatred from Ares, God of War: +155......]

"Blind to death......"

Before David could appreciate the severed head of the god of war for a few seconds, the corpse turned into a point of light and dissipated between heaven and earth.

Diana and Shabak on the other side had already stopped and watched this scene with shocked faces.

"The god of war was killed by him!

By a mortal? ”

Diana's face was full of surprise.

She saw the scene where David controlled his divine power, but she didn't know how Davy did it.

Shabak was deeply frightened, even the ancient god of war, whose reputation had been spread throughout the world for thousands of years, had died at the hands of this young man, and he had thought that this was a softer persimmon to pinch.

[Uneasiness from Shabak +132, Fear +122......]

The price paid by David for killing the God of War was only a slight destruction of his clothes and no injuries on his body, which is too amazing.

When David turned his head and looked at it, before he could say anything, Shabak's face was frightened, and he flew into the sky in a hurry like a frightened bird, turned around and fled, and disappeared outside the clouds in a blink of an eye.

David retracted his gaze in surprise, not expecting Shabak to flee so decisively.

Inheriting the flying ability of the Hell Demon King, it does fly like lightning, and after taking off in the blink of an eye, it disappears at an alarming speed.

He didn't have much intention of leaving Shabak either, and it didn't do any good to kill this guy.

Diana held the sword of Vulcan in a fit of remorse, and let the demon escape without paying attention.

"You killed the God of War?"

"As you can see." Seeing David coming over, she was still in shock and couldn't come back to her senses.

"How did you do that?"

David looked at her and didn't speak, and Diana realized that she had asked a stupid question, about her own abilities, especially the ability to kill gods, how could she tell her so easily.

"Wait a minute, you managed to kill the god of war?"

Diana was startled, and finally remembered something.

David completed the great cause of killing gods with a mortal body, so wouldn't it be that the Amazon clan would serve the man in front of him as promised.

Her face changed, and she fell silent.

"Mother is afraid that she will never think of this scene."

Mother thought that David would only be able to drain some of Ares's power so that she could kill Ares, who had been casting the shadow of a threat over Paradise Island, but she didn't think that she would be used at all.

The man in front of him almost single-handedly killed Ares, and he was not injured.

In the battlefield full of ruins, the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled, Diana stood beside Davy who looked into the distance, looking at the side face of this powerful man, and her heart couldn't help but be a little shocked.

There is also a sense of trance.

It was as if a myth had come to reality, and the great heroic deeds of the myths told by her mother and her from a young age were unfolding before her eyes.

A hero who never retreats, despite being troubled, he has completed an impossible challenge in the eyes of the world with extraordinary strength and self-confidence.

Although the hero's goal was to conquer their Amazons, none of them died in the process.

Even the god of war feared the sword of the god of fire in her hand, but Diana didn't know what to do.

Breaking the promise they made to the Amazons?

A look of struggle flashed across her face, and she shook her head, deciding that she might as well keep her promise before David did anything excessive.

Not caring about Diana's thoughts, David looked into the distance.

After successfully killing Ares, all that remains is Paradise Island waiting for him to take over, and how to toss the Amazons.

How could you use him as a gun without paying a little price, even though it was he who invaded Paradise Island first.

He had already had a plan for how to make the Amazons submit to him and give him emotional points without resisting.

"I don't know what's going on with Clark, if you have regained your sight."

David remembered Clark, who was blind.

……

"Forty blue T-shirts?

No problem, I'll have it on Wednesday. ”

In the Metropolis, in a clothing store, Clark did not hold a guide stick and wore sunglasses, looked in the direction where the shopkeeper was standing, pretended to be a normal person, and stood in front of the clothing store counter with a little nervousness.

"It's all about this sign?

It's a bit of a hassle, but by the way, what is it? ”

The slightly fat middle-aged boss held a piece of paper and touched his chin to look at it.

"Your school's badge? The logo of the small group of the student council? ”

There is a red and yellow pattern on the paper, a diamond-shaped frame, and a large S inside.

"It's my personal mark."

Touching a long stamp-like thing in his trouser pocket, remembering what he had seen during this time, Clark seemed to have made a decision, and the sunset sun shone on his face with a golden glow, and smiled.

"Personal signs, what's the point?"

The young man in front of him was not a celebrity, and the shopkeeper was a little confused, so he muttered a few sentences.

But he didn't look into it, as long as it wasn't a sign of a terrorist or a gang, and he didn't want to be involved in trouble for no reason.

It should be the pretentious nonsense of the young adolescent, thinking that he is special, designing his own signature and logo or something.

(End of chapter)