80 – Ares, the One Striker.
Let’s skip the pitiful love story of a handsome boy.
It’s not the world of male and female prostitutes anywhere, you’re keeping your eyes on my girl right now! I’m not even going to make a fuss.
More than anything else, if that guy approached Atalanta right now, everything would be broken, and a minor hero named Theseus was a person who would recognize that at a glance.
And more than anything, I haven’t had time to worry about that lately.
Since Theseus left his seat with a displeased look on his face, we didn’t even want to continue our seat, so we left his seat.
Tomorrow was a holiday because I had been on an outside assignment all day long.
Everybody scattered, saying that they drank a lot of wine, and that they had to sleep late or stretch out.
My daily routine started from now.
“…Eris?”
“Hey? Are you not using that weird aura anymore and you’re noticing it?”
Pretending to go back to the inn, I secretly called my name, and under the hazy dawn sky,
A poisonous, vivid pink obscured my vision.
Assache of discord and strife… No goddess.
And Eris, who is my older sister by bloodline.
Despite her bewitchingly sparkling pink long hair and red eyes like Atalante’s, her poisonous crimson eyes remind me of blood, not jewels.
The voluptuous woman’s two negligence, playfulness, and sadistic beauty, clearly visible under the strangely colored Greek dress, were enough to fascinate even me for a moment.
However, seeing her cool down with her sinister aura and her sadistic eyes that covered it all, she would realize that first impressions of hers were important too.
“hehehe… It holds up quite a bit. I’m more energetic than I look, Ares and her older sister look at me like that, I’m not the type to teach on the go.”
“Well, it’s not like anyone else can fall off with a single knife.”
Because I’m not weak like anyone else.
When I fired it with a gentle smile, as if I was deliberately asking to see it, Eris’ face, which had been preparing for the decisive blow, cooled down.
“What, why? Come on?”
How did the goddess Jammin, who is the goddess of discord and strife, and who makes you want to get hit just by looking at it?
While he was having a leisurely diss battle with me, I had to go back a few days.
* * *
As I was nearing the end of a month called the adaptation period, Chiron called after a long time.
Personally, playing non-sword with a half-man, half-horse, who was using the extreme spearmanship called the light magic spear, was what I was looking forward to.
However, it was a time when she was extremely busy because of the bloody schedule that filled up 18 hours of her adaptation period, and even skipped almost a week of her life to make up for it.
But he said he ran to his office, cheering for the fact that he could officially skip time and play.
But…
“It’s been a while. Little brother.”
“Hey… Sheesh, isn’t anything broken?”
Totally unexpected people greeted me next to a half-man, half-horse.
Eris, who was glaring at me as soon as she saw me, neatly ignored it.
I also smiled and greeted the black angel who was in charge of me with a smile as bright as his voluptuous heart.
“Sister Nemesis!”
“No, sister…”
“Sister?!”
“Cool Cool Cool Cool!”
“Khum! Big heo-eok?!”
Ah, the word “Sister” That came out without me knowing caused a huge wave of mythical beings.
The solemn face of Nemesis flapped its wings and turned its face away.
Eris glared at me with her face wrinkled as if she had chewed on a cow.
Chiron and the unidentified handsome man burst out coughing as if they were sick.
“Hey, even my father calls me sister so calmly in front of the Goddess of Judgment?
Chiron, where did you get such a big thing?”
“Kheum, that’s why I never get bored in this forest.”
If I had to describe him in one word, I’d say he’s a fighting maniac.
A handsome man with a refreshing impression, with dark blond hair that was oddly familiar with the color of an oak tree that hung down to his shoulders.
However, when I met the fiercely raised smile on my lips and the glistening red eyes as if judging prey, a shudder ran down my spine as if I were facing a wild beast.
In addition, considering that he chats with Chiron without hesitation and respects Chiron too, this is also a god.
I could see that it was also a god with quite strong power.
“Hmm… look at this.”
Nam Shin, who made eye contact with me for a moment, approached me raising the corner of his mouth as if he was interested.
“…Oh.”
Strong.
Strong, strong, strong.
Step by step, slowly moving arms and hands.
The eyes looking at me and the shaking head as if it were fun.
Every move was a readiness for battle, to crush and tear the opponent.
I knew this exact same person.
In the history of the Demonic Cult, he alone conquered the realm of the Heavenly Demon, and crossed the realm of the Heavenly Demon without the Divine Art of the Heavenly Demon.
The name of an ordinary demon dares not contain his power, so he is called one of the demons, or Mazon.
It is praised for Sura’s devotion to his ruthless hands and the area stained with blood.
He was the 1st Horse of the Twelve Gods and Sura Mazon, who was praised as an unprecedented giant.
‘To see such an existence again.’
The only difference is that Suramazon was also human.
He adjusted his fighting spirit and fighting spirit over the years, but the god in front of him seemed to ask if he needed to adjust anything.
He was standing in front of me and looking down at me, clearly revealing his fighting spirit and murder.
“Ares! I would have told you!”
“Sister Nemesis, calm down. Aren’t you saying hello to an old friend who helped you give that unlucky Athena a shot?”
“…Ah!”
I couldn’t help but admire her at the name of her male god who calmed her down by raising her hand at Nemesis’ urgent call.
“Tushin Ares. Godfather Ares, the ruler of warriors!”
The god of Olympus and the predecessor who presides over war.
The big hand of Pasos who took good care of the poems and prose that I posted along with the wild pig!
Though I have lived through a lot of things and lived a turbulent life, I also count a hundred years as a pilgrim pioneering inaction and the head of a great church that served devotion.
From my point of view, it was quite encouraging to meet a living warrior.
How can a warrior not be in awe of such strong fighting spirit and fighting spirit?
As a soldier, as a pilgrim of myth, and as a priest of fighting spirit, I greeted him with my own respect.
“It is an honor to meet you.”
“Hoh, I didn’t know that when I heard it… This is an interesting friend, isn’t it?”
Ares, who was staring at me, nodded his head admiringly, pulled me by the shoulders, and personally sat down next to me.
“I can see why my father and mother care so much. Even the sandman and the wild animals growled like that whenever they talked about you. Even your uncle’s bastard got a harpoon in your lover’s hand?”
Laughing ferociously like a lion at the smell of blood, Ares looked at me proudly.
“That’s right, if you were born with bells, you should have a fight like this.”
“Oh? If it’s a mountain and a wild beast, then Apollo and Artemis?”
Eris flapped her wings to the surface, probably smelling an interesting fire fight, and pressed her face between me and Ares.
“What is it? Didn’t you know Eris? I heard that Apollo went out on patrol to avenge his sister and came back in fear when he saw my young follower running amok?”
“What?! Is it really?”
Eris looked at me as if she had seen her again and her eyes twinkled, but I didn’t quite understand what the situation was.
Suddenly, the principal called and came to see me, and there are three big-time gods taking care of me…
“Hey, Dianes. What I called here is no different…”
“What are you talking about? Instead, at the command of Zeus and Queen Hera, the daughters of the old night and the god of war descended to guide the newly born young god.”
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Clearly grabbing Chiron’s horse, Ares patted my back.
“Yes, just as Hermes said. If this is the case, then I should step in. If it wasn’t for me, I’d be able to deal with a monster like this.”
What Ares says even if he doesn’t speak. I could understand too.
Only warriors who fight for a lifetime and wallow on the battlefield in pursuit of some bizarre aesthetic in that moment understand it.
The instinct to fight.
“Once, how did this happen…”
“Sister, wait. Shall we take a test before we start?”
Ares cut off again before Nemesis could finish explaining.
At this I could see fine veins sprouting from Nemesis’ white forehead, but Ares led me to the nearby plains like a wild boar on fire.
In the arena of infinite area created by the authority of Ares, I and I fought so excitedly that the sky and the earth were indistinguishable.
I began to learn about the existence of God in earnest.
* * *
As Eris and I walked around, we arrived at the barrier created by Ares’ authority outside the forest.
“Hmm…Then I will go up and watch~”
“To do or not to do.”
“Seeing!”
Eris disappears with a fuss at my sullen farewell.
I went into the barrier with a warfare posture.
As soon as I enter the barrier, what greets me is the bright sun shining in the middle of the sky.
It was an endless wasteland, and an arena surrounding it.
And in the middle of that arena, the god who found me was laughing fiercely, emitting a huge divine power instead of a greeting.
“Πόλεμος ρομφαία!! Σώμα προέλαση!!”
There was neither a grand current nor an explosion of divine power.
Without any warning, a huge sword appeared in the hand of a warrior who was far away, and swung it horizontally at me.
Thousands of hundreds of flame spears rushed at me, properly filling the gaps in the sword.
It was a full-body attack, as if a huge army was advancing.
Even those aren’t just big swords, nor are they just sharp spears.
Each one boasted tremendous destructive power like the attacks of the Hwagyeong masters during the Great War, and each of those lines were aiming at my gaps and vital points.
Extremely unreasonable and absurd situation.
The choice is one of two.
Throw it down or hit it back.
“Anyway, I don’t think it’s a fight fanatic. It blows the first bread without saying hello.”
If you saw it in a game, you would have hit it right away even if you hit 15 seren.
However, that’s the situation I’m facing now, and it’s something I’ve done numerous times in my previous life.
Now that I’ve experienced it myself, I can understand why the Murim Meng had to retreat screaming at the sight of the hem of my clothes.
“You make someone who has just been running all day sweat again!”
-Shaaa!
It flowed through the veins of the whole body, and my bet and Shinmagi harmonized, burning the whole body with a pitch-black haze.
Then, in an instant, two demonic attacks that arose with authority manifested in both hands.
“Gu Yu-Geom-Heukseungmanmak(黑繩萬膜), Sura Yeokcheongong-Thunder Hugoong(雷吼轟).”
The abyss of the Black Seung Hell that swallows everything.
A roar like thunder from an angry Asura.
At most, a black sword the size of a heavy sword gnawed at a giant sword like a mountain, and with pure power, angry bets and new demons roared like thunder and tore the ground and air.
-!!
A huge shock of strength and power.
It was right after a moment so intense that even the air forgot the screams and even the ground forgot its humility.
Around the time when the huge upheaval, which was hard to think of as the prelude to a fight, subsided.
-Kung! Kung! Kung!
“Don’t lose your mind!”
In an instant, Ares narrowed the distance with earth-shaking footsteps.
“Because you never let go?!”
Normally, ‘You’re a tremendous martial artist…’ ‘You were also a formidable opponent.’
At the time to share a good word, Ares quickly closed the distance and started a hand-to-hand fight this time.
– Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
A fist and a fist. Every time the new power and the new power machine collided, the ground shook as if a bomb was falling.
“You’ve grown a lot, you’ve grown a lot!”
“Wasn’t it originally when I was growing up!”
-Quaang!
The regime I launched with Jin-Gak collided head-on with Ares’ Straight.
Me and Ares kept our distance and caught our breath.