I, the younger brother of Superman, ended up with a Thanos template.

Ares knew very well that David had no divine aura whatsoever from head to toe, and that his words were merely a mockery of him.

"I have neither."

The ground beneath his feet cracked under his feet, and David found it easier to wrestle with the God of War than he had ever done so. A slight smile appeared on David's face.

"But I also possess divine power."

After he finished speaking, a flash of lightning suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Stab it!

Two dazzling, terrifying bolts of divine lightning shot out unexpectedly through the void.

"This is……!"

The lightning illuminated the face of the Firstborn Son of the Father, who was standing close by, and he stared in astonishment.

Chapter 94 The Death of the God of War

"This is……"

Two familiar bolts of divine lightning shot through the sky and arrived in an instant. Ares' eyes widened, and before he could finish speaking, he let out a scream.

Ah!

"my eyes!"

With his head thrown back, Ares covered his eyes with one hand, blood flowing from his eye sockets, and wildly swung his axe with the other hand, retreating in a sorry state.

The sudden, unexpected attack, which was almost within arm's reach, pierced his eyes, plunging him into terrifying darkness.

Unlike previous attacks, this attack contained divine power and could truly inflict injuries on him that were temporarily irreversible.

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

Zizi!

Hearing Ares's furious roar mixed with a hint of fear.

David remained calm, his divine power coalescing into a lightning spear crackling with electricity, like a hunter with victory in hand, ready to deliver the final blow to his trapped prey.

"I think I can smell fear."

Are you afraid, ancient god of war?

He slowly walked toward the disheveled firstborn son of the Father.

The situation took a sharp turn for the worse. Just moments ago, Ares was only slightly at a disadvantage, but in the blink of an eye, his eyes were destroyed.

"Mortal, you can't kill me!"

The piercing sound of thunder was like the cawing of crows, and the sound of footsteps was like hammering on Ares' heart. He was both afraid and angry. He was so enraged by the mockery that he roared and swung his axe.

But having lost his eyesight, how could he possibly be a match for David?

Having secured the victory, David calmly and swiftly hurled his spear, which pierced Ares's neck with lightning speed. The spear carried Ares's tall body as he flew backward, the battle axe slipping from his hand and pinning him to the ground.

Ares was in excruciating pain, coughing up blood. He tried to get up, but a foot stepped on his chest, pressing him down like a mountain.

He was severely injured and his strength was rapidly depleting, so he was firmly trampled underfoot.

"I will return, mortal!"

I swear in the name of the god of war, I will return and make you suffer a pain far greater than Prometheus felt when my father punished you!

Ares encountered something, and blood gushed from his mouth, accompanied by a furious roar.

"Truly worthy of being called a god."

Holding the Thunder Spear, David exclaimed in amazement, "Even with his throat pierced, he can still speak without affecting his voice at all."

After being mocked and trampled underfoot time and again, Ares was enraged. He even opened his bloodshot eyes and roared like an extremely angry beast, looking extremely ferocious.

"I will definitely come back, mortal."

"When I return, it will be your death day!"

"If you were the god of wrath, your current anger might give you the strength to fight again."

But unfortunately, you are not, so save your energy and think about how to return to Mount Olympus and face the gods you betrayed!

Faced with the threat of the God of War, David seemed to hear the helpless howl of a defeated dog, and his face showed mockery.

“I’ll be waiting for you, Ares, if you ever have the chance to come back.”

"what……!!"

Ares's hateful roar came to an abrupt halt as his neck was torn apart by divine lightning. His head, with bloodshot eyes, flew off, crashed to the ground like a ball, rolled a few times, and became covered in dirt.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his expression of anger and resentment was frozen on his face.

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

"He died with his eyes wide open in disbelief..."

Before David could admire the God of War's severed head for even a few seconds, the body turned into specks of light and vanished into the world.

Diana and Shabak on the other side had already stopped fighting, watching this scene with shocked expressions.

"The God of War was killed by him!"

By a mere mortal?

Diana's face was filled with surprise.

She witnessed David wielding divine power, but didn't know how he did it.

Shabak was filled with deep fear. Even the ancient war god whose fame had spread throughout the world for thousands of years had died at the hands of this young man. He had previously thought that this young man was an easier target to bully.

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

David killed the God of War, and the price he paid was merely a slightly torn piece of clothing; he wasn't injured at all. This was simply too astonishing.

As David turned his head, before he could say anything, Shabak's face turned pale with fear, and he shuddered. Like a startled bird, he hurriedly flew into the sky, turned around and fled, disappearing into the clouds in the blink of an eye.

David looked away with slight surprise, not expecting Shabak to escape so decisively.

Inheriting the flying ability of the Demon King of Hell, it indeed flew like lightning, taking off in the blink of an eye and disappearing at an astonishing speed.

He didn't really intend to spare Shabak; there was no benefit in killing the guy.

Diana gripped the sword of Vulcan tightly, filled with regret, for in a moment of inattention she had let the demon escape.

"You killed the God of War?"

"As you can see." She was still in shock when David approached.

"how did you do that?"

David glanced at her but didn't speak. Diana also realized that she had asked a stupid question, as it involved her own abilities, especially the ability to kill gods. How could she easily tell her?

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

Diana was startled, and finally remembered something.

David accomplished the feat of killing a god with a mortal body, so wouldn't the Amazons have to keep their promise and make the man before them their king?

Her expression changed, and then she fell silent.

"My mother probably never imagined this would happen."

The mother had thought that David could only deplete some of Ares's power so that she could kill Ares, who had been casting a shadow of threat over Paradise Island, but she never expected that she would not need to use her power at all.

The man before him killed Ares almost single-handedly, and was barely injured.

Amidst the ruins of the battlefield, bathed in the glow of the setting sun, Diana stood beside David, gazing into the distance. Looking at the profile of this powerful man, she couldn't help but feel a tremor in her heart.

There was also a sense of disorientation.

It was as if mythology had descended into reality, and the great heroic deeds in myths that her mother had told her since childhood were playing out before her eyes.

A hero who never backs down, even when faced with difficulties, accomplishes what the world considers impossible challenges with extraordinary strength and confidence.

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

With the Vulcan's Sword, which even the God of War feared, in her hand, Diana didn't know what to do.

Does this violate the promise made by their own Amazonian people?

A flicker of struggle crossed her face. She shook her head, deciding to keep her promise until David did something drastic.

Ignoring Diana's thoughts, David gazed into the distance.

Having successfully killed Ares, all that's left is Paradise Island to take over, and figuring out how to deal with those Amazons.

How can you use him as a weapon without paying a price, even though he was the one who invaded Paradise Island first?

He already had a plan on how to make the Amazons submit to him, fill them with resentment to provide him with emotional triggers, and prevent them from resisting.

"I wonder how Clark is doing, whether he has regained his sight."

David thought of Clark, who was blind.

……