Having traversed countless realms, can you possibly be as clever as me?

Dongjiang dodged to the side, the spear grazing his left rib. Before he could adjust his balance, Ares had already closed in, the spear shaft sweeping like a club, striking his waist and abdomen.

Tsurugi crossed his arms to block, but was sent flying by the brute force, his back slamming heavily against the stone wall of the arena, sending pebbles tumbling down.

"Is this all you have?" Ares approached step by step, the soles of his boots pounding the ground with a heavy, rhythmic sound, like the beat of a war drum.

Tsurugi stood up from the rubble, a trickle of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth. He shook his numb arms, the light in his golden eyes burning even brighter.

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If we were to look for a reason, Tsugumi is too young; at thirteen, he's not even an adult yet, and his cosmic power is only at a beginner level—but the reason is meaningless!

Looking into those eyes that remained unwavering and fearless, Ares's admiration deepened!

"As you wish, there's no need for any more probing. Let's just settle this with a single move!" Tsugumi said directly, without further ado.

Then, he clasped his hands together, his inner universe contracted rapidly within him, and then suddenly released outwards—he had no more moves, and frankly, moves were meaningless anyway; he would certainly not survive until he comprehended his seventh sense.

But death never meant anything to him. He was willing to risk it all and deal with the consequences after he died!

As the fist thrust out, at the same time, the dark red tip of the Spear of Creation pierced through his chest like a blood-red lightning bolt, entering from under his left breast and exiting from his back, pinning his entire body to the stone wall behind him, which was covered with war reliefs.

The spear tip pierced the stone wall by more than a foot, sending shards of stone flying. Dongjiang's body was lifted into the air, his feet off the ground, and blood dripped down the spear shaft, blooming into crimson flowers on the dark red stone slab.

It hurts a little... Tsurugi thought to himself as his body temperature dropped rapidly. He laughed at himself in his heart, realizing he really didn't have the talent for breaking through on the verge of death.

"Well done!!!" Ares walked over and praised loudly. His chest armor had been pierced, and a fist mark appeared on his chest. There was no doubt that Tsugumi had won the fight.

But insufficient strength is insufficient, and Ares will not show any pity for it—he represents the purest form of war, and the strong bullying the weak is the purest essence of war!

He drew his spear—Tsurugi lost his footing and slid down the stone wall, falling to his knees, one hand supporting him on the ground, the other clutching the bleeding wound in his chest. His long golden hair fell to the ground, stained with his own warm blood.

Ares raised his spear, the tip aimed at Tsurugi's nape. One strike would sever his head.

"Farewell, mortal. After you die, I will try to find you in the underworld to join my legion. Perhaps then you can fight for me!"

Just as the spear tip was about to fall—

A spear wrapped with an olive branch shot towards Ares's back with unparalleled speed and sharpness. At the same moment, a golden spear flashed from the side, carrying burgeoning rage and killing intent, aiming straight for the god of war's head.

Ares's pupils contracted sharply. He had no choice but to withdraw his spear and defend, sweeping it horizontally to deflect two incoming weapons, the dark red metal colliding with the silver and gold spear shafts, creating a shower of sparks.

Athena descended from the top of the stands on the east side of the arena, her silver-grey eyes surging with a rage like the sea before a storm, and a brand new olive branch javelin had been formed in her hand once again.

On the other side, Aphrodite descended from the sky. Her red hair billowed like banners in the gale, her violet eyes burned with undisguised rage, and the tip of her golden spear was imbued with a love fire powerful enough to reduce the entire arena to ashes.

The two goddesses stood side by side, one to the east and one to the west, with Ares sandwiched in the middle.

Dongjiang, however, felt nothing. He seemed to hear a woman's soft laughter, but he found it incredibly noisy, because all he wanted to do now was die in the underworld and see how to create a second account for himself.

Next time, I'll max out my charm again!!!

But suddenly, he seemed to sense the sound of thunder striking, and then, a series of burning gazes made his anus tighten.

Zeus: boy♂nest♂door!

Poseidon: Oh♂Sweet♂boy!

Tsuruga gasped – transcending the fear of death, he unhesitatingly gave up all his life, completely abandoning any possibility of survival, and forcibly activated his seventh sense!

You asked him what he was afraid of?

If Zeus has his eye on you, do you ask him what he's afraid of?

Pictured above!

No, this life is wasted. I need to go back to the underworld to get another life!

Tsurugi: Ribbit, I don't want to mess with Nantong! — Burn, my inner universe!!!

It won't light?

It's okay, I'm still alive!

Little Universe, heed my command, commit suicide and return to heaven!

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730. Zeus: Croak, I want to eat the mouth of a handsome young man!

Although Ares seemed like an invincible war god in front of Tsugumi, the facts proved that—

On Mount Olympus, he was indeed a younger brother.

Even as the god of war, he could not guarantee victory in his wars—especially when facing two other goddesses with a 'war' aspect.

"Ares, I'm going to kill you!!!"

Aphrodite gave Ares no time to explain, letting out a piercing scream like a siren, abandoning her goddess-like dignity, and lunged at Ares.

Ares raised his gun to block, trying to say something polite, but Aphrodite gave him no chance to explain.

Women are relatively rational beings, yet more inclined towards emotion; and what about goddesses?

Without a doubt, it will only get worse.

Aphrodite completely ignored Ares's explanation and directly used her powers as a goddess to launch a fierce attack on Ares!

Ares was also enraged. Since Aphrodite wouldn't listen to his explanation, he decided to retaliate directly!

He picked up the shield burning with chaotic fire, forced Aphrodite back, and then immediately thrust out a spear.

But don't forget, Athena was also hiding nearby.

Almost the instant he was about to retaliate, Athena struck him fiercely. Forced to turn around and parry, Ares was pierced through the abdomen by Aphrodite's spear the next second!

The power of the god of love inflicted an excruciating pain on the wound beyond comprehension. Ares roared like a wild beast and then unleashed his full divine power!

"You two crazy women! You want to fight me to the death? Fine, then bring it on!!!"

Ares roared in a ferocious frenzy, his body suddenly growing to the size of a Titan, while summoning the embodiment of his divine power!

A terrifying hound and a ferocious vulture appeared beside him; these were the symbiotic symbols of Ares, known as Phobos and Deimos.

Ares, having summoned them, is undoubtedly in a state of full-fledged effort!

"War is coming like a tidal wave!!!"

Ares pounded his chest and roared wildly, the power of the God of War within him suddenly erupting, and the blood-red sky spread to the entirety of Greece almost instantly.

But would Aphrodite be afraid of him? Of course not!

She summoned the Cetus, a golden belt tied around her waist. This belt was her most powerful and exclusive treasure, which, when tied around her waist, could make even the gods fall in love and become infatuated with her. It was a direct tool for manipulating emotions.

Then, she emerged from the seashells in the waves, and opened her arms to reveal a pink longbow made of golden acacia wood.

"Ares, I want your heart shattered forever!!!"

Aphrodite, heartbroken and sorrowful, proclaimed as the world changed color, that she had pulled out the ancient arrow of love and beauty.

That was not her power. Aphrodite was more inclined toward beauty than love. The power of the god of love was merely residing in her body, waiting to be delivered through her one day.

But at this moment, the power residing within her body is undoubtedly a power that she can mobilize.

"O primal driving force, I pray to you, begging for the power to shatter the gods before me—"

Aphrodite prayed, her arrows glowing with a pink light, a source of power directly bestowed upon her by Eros!

Perhaps immortal gods cannot be killed, but with this arrow, she can ensure that Ares will suffer the same fate as Uranus!

Immortality does not mean eternal immutability. Even though Chaos is now omnipresent, she wants to bring about an irreversible change in Ares as well!

Just as this battle of gods was about to spiral out of control—

A bolt of lightning crashed down from the heavens.

The thunder was more magnificent than any natural lightning, carrying an absolute will that compels all things in heaven and earth to kneel. It stretched between the three deities, forming a crackling wall of light that forcibly separated them.

The brilliance of thunder illuminated the entire arena, and then a voice came from the sky, deep and majestic, as if mountains were collapsing in an instant.

"enough!"

The three gods simultaneously raised their heads, gazing at the dome pierced by lightning. There, the silhouette of a giant eagle circled in the clouds, and behind that eagle, the gaze of the King of Gods fell upon it!

And then, the gods descended.

The first to arrive was Poseidon, who descended from the roar of the sea, stepping on a surging wave. His deep blue curly hair cascaded over his shoulders, billowing like seaweed in the sea breeze. His beard was as dark green as seaweed, and he carried a trident with a gloating expression.

"Hahaha, what could possibly be so capable of making my dear niece and nephew turn against each other with swords drawn? And what could possibly bring the beautiful Aphrodite to tears like this?"

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"Stop your nonchalant attitude, Poseidon!"

Demeter emerged from a field of wheat, dressed in an earth-yellow robe embroidered with patterns of rice ears and snowflakes. She looked like a stern old woman, her long silver hair contrasting sharply with her imposing face and clothing, as if it were both spring/summer and winter.

The moment she arrived, her gaze locked onto Tsugumi, who was lying dead on the ground, and then she showed a somewhat confused expression.

"Oh, you don't know? Let me tell you, the reason for their conflict was that Aphrodite took Athena's adopted son away, and then..."

The figure who had spoken a lot in an instant suddenly appeared here. It was a very young-looking boy with long chestnut hair like Athena, wearing a pair of golden shoes with small wings, and holding a scepter with two snakes in his hand.

Hermes, the messenger of the gods, clearly knew a great deal, and now he could finally speak his mind.

And the last one to arrive was naturally the most important one.

An eagle soared into the sky, transforming into a white sea of ​​clouds. That sea of ​​clouds was an old man, with a cascade of snow-white beard falling to his chest, his face dignified and profound, and his azure pupils reflecting conflicting spirits.

Zeus

And beneath the sea of ​​clouds, there was a woman dressed in a magnificent sky-blue robe, with a gold chain around her waist. She was plump yet dignified, with a beautiful and solemn face, displeasure between her brows, and her crimson lips pressed into a thin line. Her gaze was fixed on Ares.

Hera

Many of the Olympian gods had yet to arrive, such as Apollo, Hephaestus, and Artemis, but these gods were already sufficient.

"Explain what exactly happened?"

The King of Gods spoke with undisguised anger, for such a large-scale internal strife was absolutely unacceptable to them!

Before Olympus, both eras of the Greek gods succumbed to their own disunity. This was true of the primordial gods, and it was true of the Titans!

Although Zeus understood that his Olympus was not a very united family, and that he himself was the instigator of many conflicts, he absolutely would not allow any private struggles to occur openly—family members must be united!

They must give a suitable reason for such a fierce battle!

"He took my love, I will never forgive him!" Aphrodite declared relentlessly, arrows of love and beauty in hand.

"He killed my adopted son, Ares must pay the price," Athena said expressionlessly.