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Chapter 394 I would rather live like a dog (please subscribe, read, comment on the monthly ticket)
"Perhaps I did underestimate you, mortal!"

Ares' body began to shrink, and in the blink of an eye he became no different from an ordinary person. The skin and flesh that were turned to ashes by the flames on his left hand began to solidify, but did not recover.

He deliberately maintained this state, enjoying the trauma brought by the battle. While feeling the pain, he also felt a sense of satisfaction from the pain.

"But I won't make this mistake again!"

"Shut your mouth! I didn't know you were such a pervert who enjoys pain."

Diana swung her sword directly, and the golden light mark hit Ares like a whip, leaving a piece of flesh and blood.

"This guy's mission as the God of War is incomplete. His victory was taken away by Athena. Now he can only torture himself in this way."

Martin seemed to be explaining, but in fact he was mocking.

There is nothing more insulting than directly mocking the authority of a god.

"I will chop off both of your heads and hang them on the wall. The era of the old gods has been gone for so long that I almost forgot what it feels like to kill a god."

"go to hell!"

Ares roared and swung his giant axe. His bloody appearance was even more disgusting than the monsters created by Typhon.

But this is the source of Ares' power. People were afraid of the horror of war, so he, the god of war, appeared.

And he has been fulfilling his duties, spreading the horror of war to every civilization and causing pain to mankind.

"It's not like I haven't killed gods before. Don't think too highly of yourself."

Martin stretched out his hand, and the hatred of the Amazons also turned into a giant axe, which he swung towards Ares.

boom!
The two giant axes collided, divine power and pure human will collided, and a strong storm erupted, overwhelming everything around.

Ares stepped forward, and the iron-gray torrent of divine power surged like waves, trying to overwhelm all his opponents.

The fire of hatred burst out from the totem surrounding Martin, wrapped around his body, gradually climbed up the giant axe, and burned all of Ares's power to ashes.

"The old gods were born from the faith of life, so they can naturally take you away."

Martin didn't even dodge, he swung his axe and confronted Ares head-on. Every collision would distort the surrounding space and force the matter in it to reorganize.

"It would be fine if you bastards had stayed on Mount Olympus. But since you dared to come to the material world, I will let you bastards know that times have changed."

Diana was just worried that Martin would be affected by the hatred of the Amazons and turn into some kind of out-of-control madman.

But when she saw him swinging his giant axe and colliding with Ares, Diana knew she was overthinking it.

"Aha!"

Diana tightly grasped the sword, and like a meteor, she inserted into the gap between Martin and Ares's battle and stabbed Ares' chest fiercely.

"Nice sword!"

Ares pressed down hard, bringing Martin's axe down with him, knocking away Diana's excalibur that was stabbing at him.

hum!
Diana temporarily let go of the sword, smashed the bracelets on both hands together, and a strong fluctuation of divine power erupted, gathering into a huge ball of light, which hit Ares directly in the face and forced him back.

Martin held the axe handle with both hands, turned it backhand, swung the axe in a circle in the air, and chopped straight towards Ares' head. At the same time, he kicked with his right foot and kicked the sword back to Diana.

Ares had no time to swing the giant axe, so he simply raised his hand with an iron glove to grab the axe that was chopping down above his head. Although he blocked the axe blade, he was entangled by the fire of hatred.

Although this god of war was not good at organizing wars, he was indeed a good fighter. With his other hand, he held the giant axe and smashed it into Martin's stomach.

"You can't hurt Martin while I'm here!"

Diana lunged forward, the holy sword knocked the giant axe away, and at the same time swung forward, the golden arc-shaped light blade tore apart Ares's divine power and slashed towards his waist.

"Good cooperation, really good cooperation!"

Ares placed the axe on the ground and pushed it forward. The iron-gray divine power smashed the golden arc-shaped light blade. With his other hand, he clenched his fist and endured the burning fire of hatred to smash Martin's axe.

He quickly distanced himself from us and shouted, "You two are indeed well coordinated, but don't forget, I didn't come here alone. Maybe those bastards can use the excuse you gave them to stay out of this for a short period of time, but they can't play dumb forever."

The more Ares retreated, the more Martin moved forward, swinging the axe in his hand continuously, destroying everything in his way.

"Then destroy Mount Olympus as well. It's not a good thing. Who would want to hang out with a bunch of bastards like you if they have a little bit of ambition?"

Martin said something frightening in a light way.

Even Diana was shocked. She knew Martin's attitude towards the gods, but she didn't expect his attitude to be so fierce.

"Arrogant boy, don't you know what you are talking about?"

Ares finally stopped retreating, raised his great axe again and confronted Martin head-on, treating the words of this mortal boy as the ravings of a madman.

"I'm much better than you, a fool who thinks too much about war and can't win."

The words that came out of Martin's mouth were like sharp knives, and every word pierced Ares' heart.

"What else can you do? Mount Olympus may allow you gods to continue to live a life of luxury, but that's it. You are a bunch of things without a future, and your past has been destroyed by yourselves."

"I do not know why you have come to the material world, but what purpose can you serve except to remind the Amazons of their hatred for you and Zeus' betrayal of them?"

With every word Martin spoke, the fire of hatred in him burned more vigorously, enveloping him completely.

The axe he swung became more and more powerful, and the blazing flames were like sharp claws, firmly grasping Ares and ready to crush the god into pieces.

Ares had already used all his strength. He drew strength from the wars he had experienced in the past. The iron-gray torrent turned into a powerful force, supporting the axe he swung.

"After what happened today, do you think the Amazons will still suppress their anger and continue to accept the enslavement of the gods?"

"As the next queen of the Amazons, I tell you clearly that even if only half of the Amazons are dead, my sisters will never accept the shameless blackmail of a bastard like you again."

Diana and Martin cooperated with each other, and the will of mortals and the power of gods took turns to force Ares to retreat step by step.

Matching for men and women, work is not tiring!
Generally speaking this is just a joke. When you really do the work, no one will care whether your partner is a man or a woman.

The reason why the combination of Martin and Diana can achieve the effect of one plus one being greater than two is that Martin temporarily turns himself into the representative of the Amazon people's hatred.

And Diana now connects all the Amazons with her divinity, in other words, she is also connected to Martin.

To be honest, although Martin's soul hides many big secrets, Diana still likes the feeling of being close to him.

"Foolish talk!"

Ares gnashed his teeth as he watched Martin and Diana working in perfect harmony.

"You two have no idea what the gods mean to this world. Without us, this world would have turned to ashes long ago."

He was not jealous of the relationship between the two. For a cold-blooded god of war, there was only sexual desire, not desire.

What he hated was the defiance Diana showed. Making Diana spend thousands of years chasing Ares was Hippolyta's way of protecting her daughter and Zeus' way of tempering Diana's spirit so that she would accept and integrate into the order of Mount Olympus.

Hercules, a demigod whose background is very similar to Diana.

This legendary figure was even more rebellious than Diana at the beginning. After going through the twelve trials, he was still driven half crazy by the gods on Mount Olympus and killed his wife with his own hands.

Although he later became a true god, in the eyes of the Greek city-state, this was the perfect ending.

“Haha, isn’t it just a war with the New Gods? Not to mention that in that war tens of thousands of years ago, the humans, Amazons, and Atlanteans sacrificed the most people.

Let's just talk about the present. You guys have been eating, drinking and having fun for thousands of years. You can't even beat Diana and me. What qualifications do you have to talk about the past?"

Martin was not one of those slave owners in public in the Greek city-states. In his eyes, most of the trials arranged by the gods were stupid acts that eroded humanity.

There is no other meaning except to turn a living person into a static picture, no longer having a past or a future.

Although Ares's cry is loud, has he really done anything great in the past thousands of years?

If he really did such a thing, he would not have been able to hide in human history for thousands of years. He would have been dug out and publicized long ago.

Ares is shouting loudly now, but what's the use? These guys can't even organize a modern war, and they are still using threats and inducements on the Amazons.

Not to mention what will happen after Darkseid attacks, with the way they are behaving, before Apokolips even attacks, the Earth has already been destroyed by these bastards to the point where it can't even maintain its industrial system.

"So for the sake of this world, please give me your head!"

"As for the other main gods, your parents, brothers and sisters, I will discuss cooperation with them."

Martin roared, and countless eagles appeared out of thin air, carrying the real deeds of the Amazons in the past, turning them into fuel and throwing them into the sea of fire, providing him with more powerful power.

He turned into a giant and swung his giant axe at Ares' head.

"Fuck my brothers and sisters, who cares about the life and death of those idiots? This world belongs to me. I saved this world ten thousand years ago, so he should just listen to me."

Ares roared loudly, traveling through time right here and right now, pulling in all the wars he had experienced since his birth.

The blood inside was summoned, and a river of light was returned to me, falling through the clouds, in order to extinguish the flames of hatred.

Ares himself was scattered in those wars, becoming an endless number of soldiers, rushing towards Martin, trying to use human wave tactics to wear down this difficult mortal.

"I've already said it before, your ability to organize a war is appalling, you might as well fight me one-on-one!"

Martin looked at Ares's self-proclaimed clever move and knew that Ares had no determination to continue the bloody battle and had secretly prepared to escape.

He gripped the axe tightly in his hand, and fought his way through the river of blood falling from the sky. Wherever he passed, the armies that were pulled from history by the God of War were reduced to ashes in the flames of hatred.

As for the blood filled with pain, instead of extinguishing the flames of hatred, Martin turned the pain in it into his own fuel.

The pain contained in this blood was originally caused by Ares. He can gain strength from it, but he cannot stop the will in it from resisting.

Diana watched Martin transform into a bloody demon wielding an axe, and she was not idle either.

She quickly raised the sword in her hand and used the second characteristic of her divinity - justice.

Diana can be the guardian of justice or the judge of justice.

"Law—Judgment!"

Diana's voice spread across the battlefield, and a golden scale appeared above Ares' head.

Everything that the God of War had done in the past was placed on the scales and began to be weighed. Justice or evil, guilty or not guilty, were all judged at this moment.

Golden ripples swept across the entire battlefield, and the symbols of sharp swords appeared above the heads of the armies summoned by Ares from past history.

Before Ares could react, the sharp swords fell straight down and beheaded all the soldiers.

The scales that had already made the judgment began to tilt towards Ares, and the invisible pressure was like the entire Mount Olympus pressing down on him.

Ares was still able to hold on, but the road he opened to past history was directly cut off.

"You have no way out, so prepare to die!"

The fire giant transformed by Martin swung his axe and hit Ares who just appeared, and the axe blade sank deeply into his shoulder.

"Your fate of death was determined decades ago when you lost to Diana. Although you have returned to Mount Olympus, will Zeus give you another chance to turn things around?"

Martin pressed the axe down hard, while Ares grabbed the axe handle and held it hard. The flames of hatred penetrated every part of his body.

"Rather than being used by Zeus and ordered around like a dog, it is better to die bravely like a real warrior. This will be considered as living up to your divine duties."

"What a bullshit bravery, that's all just bullshit to fool kids. I'd rather live a miserable life than die. I'd rather be used like a dog than die in your hands."

Ares was suppressed by the decree thrown by Diana and was unable to mobilize more power.

Martin led the hatred born of Ares, directly attacking the foundation of the God of War's existence, and constantly exposing him to the rules of the material world.

Ares truly felt the coming of death, a feeling he had never experienced before.

As a god, the word "end" has never existed in his world, and he has never imagined that such a day would come.

He tried to call for help from Olympus, but Diana passed over his head with her sword, severing the invisible message and landing behind Ares.

Then, she mercilessly stabbed the sword into Ares' back. The inscriptions on the sword shone brighter than ever before, and seemed to be separated from the sword and turned into pure flames, burning everything of Ares to ashes.

"Hephaestus!"

Ares was no stranger to the power of his blood brother, and he sensed everything the moment the sword pierced his body.

However, his roar could not reach Mount Olympus.

Even if Zeus heard this voice, what could he do?
Would this God-King risk his own car and descend into the material world just to save a son who once betrayed him?
"I can not be reconciled!"

Ares was consumed by the angry flames of the two gods and intelligent life forms, and he no longer had the power to resist.

The order of time and space slowly returned to stability, and those frightening visions slowly disappeared.

But thunders were falling from the sky. This was not the power of Zeus, but the world's farewell song for the departure of the old gods.

“Will it happen?”

Diana held the sword tightly, not daring to relax at all. Looking at Ares who was gradually disappearing, she was worried about the consequences of the death of a god.

"Nothing's going to happen, honey!"

Before Martin could answer, a familiar old friend appeared beside them.

(End of this chapter)