Chapter 94 Death of the God of War
"This is……"

Two thunderbolts shot through the air, and they were so familiar that they couldn't be more familiar. Ares' eyes widened, and before he could finish speaking, he screamed.

Ah!
"my eyes!"

Leaning his head back, Ares covered his eyes with one hand, blood flowed from the eye sockets, and waved the ax indiscriminately with the other hand, retreating in embarrassment.

With the swift and fierce attack close at hand, coupled with the unexpected, his eyes were suddenly injured, and he fell into a frightening darkness.

Different from the previous attack, this attack contains divine power, and it is an attack that can truly cause him temporary injuries that cannot be recovered.

"You stole my divine power, you despicable thief!"

Zizi!

Hearing Ares's roar mixed with a hint of panic.

David's face was calm, and the divine power in his hand condensed into a lightning spear that radiated lightning, like a hunter who is sure of victory and wants to give a final blow to the prey caught in the trap.

"I seem to smell fear.

Are you afraid?The ancient god of war! "

He walked slowly towards the bewildered heavenly father and eldest son.

The situation turned sharply downwards. Just now Ares was only slightly disadvantaged, but his eyes were destroyed in a blink of an eye.

"Mortal, you can't kill me!"

The ear-piercing sound of thunder and lightning sounded like crows, and the sound of footsteps struck Ares's heart. He was frightened and angry, and when he was ridiculed, he roared angrily and swung his axe.

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

The victory was thus established, and David threw the spear unhurriedly like lightning, and the thunder pierced Ares' neck. The spear flew upside down with his tall body, and the battle ax left him, nailing him to the ground. .

Ares was in extreme pain, coughing up blood, and wanted to get up, but one foot stepped on his chest, falling like a mountain and pressing him down.

He was seriously injured and lost his strength quickly, and was trampled under his feet.

"I'll be back, mortals!
I swear in the name of the God of War, I will definitely come back and let you experience the pain deeper than when Prometheus was punished by my father! "

When Ares encountered something, blood gushed out of his mouth and he shouted in extreme annoyance.

"As expected of a god."

Holding the Thunder Spear, David exclaimed: "The throat is pierced, and I can still speak, and it doesn't affect my vocalization at all."

After repeated taunts, being trampled under his feet, Ares was so furious that he even opened two bloody eye sockets, roaring like an extremely angry beast, and his appearance was extremely ferocious.

"I'll definitely be back, mortals.

When I come back, it will be your death day! "

"If you are the God of Wrath, with your current anger, you might be able to fight again.

But it's a pity that you are not, so save your energy, why not think about how to return to Mount Olympus and face the gods who have been betrayed by you! "

Facing the threat of God of War, David mocked as if he heard the helpless howl of a defeated dog.

"I'm waiting for you, Ares, if you have a chance to come back."

"what……!!"

Ares's angry shouting full of hatred stopped abruptly. His neck was torn apart by divine power and lightning, and a head with weeping eyes and blood flew out, fell to the ground like a ball, and rolled a few times covered with mud.

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

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

"I will die with peace..."

Before David could appreciate the severed head of the God of War for a few seconds, the corpse turned into light spots and dissipated in the sky and the earth.

Diana and Shabak on the other side stopped their hands a long time ago, watching this scene with shock on their 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 the divine power, but she didn't know how David did it.

Shabak was deeply terrified that even the ancient God of War, whose reputation had been spread all over the world for thousands of years, died at the hands of this young man. He actually thought that this was a soft persimmon that was easier to pinch.

[Anxiety from Sabac +132, fear +122...]

Killing the God of War, the price David paid was only a little damage to his clothes and no injuries on his body. This is too amazing.

When David turned his head to look, before he said anything, Sabak's face was terrified and his whole body trembled. He flew into the sky like a frightened bird, turned around and fled, and disappeared out of the sky in a blink of an eye.

David withdrew his gaze in surprise, but he didn't expect Shabak to escape so decisively.

Inheriting the flying ability of the Demon King of Hell, it really flew like lightning, and after flying into the air in the blink of an eye, it disappeared at an astonishing speed.

He didn't mean much to keep Shabak, there was no benefit in killing this guy.

Diana held the Vulcan sword tightly and regretted so much that she accidentally let the demon escape.

"You killed the God of War?"

"As you can see." Seeing David approaching, she was still in shock and couldn't recover.

"how did you do that?"

David glanced at her and said nothing. Diana also realized that she had asked a stupid question. It involved her own abilities, especially the ability to kill gods. How could she tell her so easily.

"Wait a minute, you successfully killed the God of War?"

Startled, Diana finally remembered something.

David completed the feat of killing gods with a mortal body, so wouldn't the Amazons want to make the man in front of them king as promised?

Her face changed, and then she fell silent.

"Mom, I'm afraid she would never have imagined this scene."

Mother had thought that David would only be able to drain some of Ares' power so that she could kill Ares, who had always cast a shadow of threat over Paradise Island, but never thought she would be useless at all.

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

In the battlefield full of ruins, the afterglow of the setting sun was shining. Diana stood beside David who was looking into the distance. Looking at the side face of this powerful man, she couldn't help but feel a little shocked.

There is also a sense of trance.

It was as if the myths had come to reality, and the great heroic deeds in the myths told by her mother since she was a child were staged before her eyes.

The hero who never backs down, even if he is made difficult, has completed the impossible challenge in the eyes of the world with extraordinary strength and self-confidence.

Although the hero's goal was to conquer their Amazons, no one died in the process.

With the Vulcan sword that even the god of war fears, Diana didn't know what to do.

Breaking the promise they made with the Amazons themselves?
A trace of struggle flashed across her face, she shook her head, and decided to keep her promise before David did anything excessive.

Not paying attention to Diana's thoughts, David looked into the distance.

After successfully killing Ares, the rest is Paradise Island waiting to be received by him, and how to toss the group of Amazons.

How can you not pay a price for using him as a gun, even though he invaded Paradise Island first.

As for how to make the Amazons submit to him full of resentment and provide him with emotional points without resisting, he already has a plan.

"I don't know what happened to Clark, whether his eyesight has recovered."

David thought of Clark, who was blind.

……

"Forty blue T-shirts?
No problem, I'll have it on Wednesday. "

In a clothing store in Metropolis, Clark didn't hold a guide stick or wear sunglasses. He looked in the direction where the owner was standing, pretending to be a normal person, and stood nervously in front of the clothing store counter.

"Do you want to put this sign on everything?
This is a bit of a hassle, by the way, what is this? "

The slightly overweight middle-aged boss held a piece of paper, stroked his chin and looked at it.

"The badge of your school? The logo of the small group of the student union?"

There is a red and yellow pattern on the paper, a diamond-shaped outer frame, and a big s inside.

"It's my personal signature."

Touching a long stamp-like thing in his trouser pocket, recalling what he had seen during this period, Clark seemed to have made some decision, the sunset light cast a golden glow on his face, and said with a smile.

"Personal logo, what's the point?"

The young man in front of him was not a famous person, the shop owner was a little confused, and muttered a few words.

But he didn't look into it carefully, as long as it wasn't a symbol of terrorists or gangs, he didn't want to be dragged into trouble for no reason.

It's supposed to be some young pretentious pretentious mess who thinks he's special and designs his own signature and logo or something.

(End of this chapter)

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