Chapter 1041: Chapter 438: The Precepts under the Balance_2
Rampant killing intent and fury burned in his heart, even manifesting as invisible flas that enveloped him.
An endless stream of power was born out of thin air, under the alignnt of godhood and spirit, the already maximal strength of the War God climbed once more.
If this were on Mount Olympus, perhaps the destructive Divine Power he wielded now would have briefly ascended a rank.
He looked up to the sky and howled, his eyes almost splitting as he faced his enemy.
“Ah—enough, enough!!”
“Mortal! Do you really think you can defeat ?!!!!”
“Impossible! You will never win against !”
“I, am the invincible War God, Ares!!!!”
Boom—!
The sky cleared, the Earth roared.
Although it was rely a physical clash, it displayed a might that could shake mountains and rivers at this mont.
Right now, there are no Laws of deity to aid, no Divine Artifacts that mortals could utilize to their fullest. Even the invulnerable skin of the Giant Lion barely blocked the sharp edge of the Bronze Sword.
Facing such an opponent, Ares could no longer find any reason to console himself for his defeat. In this utter desperate situation, his godhood was finally doubly ignited.
The will to fight grew stronger, the strength grew stronger… Was this the limit of ‘War God’? Ares did not know.
All he knew was that his physical strength had increased more than double, even if Zeus stood here right now, he dared to step up and arm wrestle him.
Raging flas fueled his blood flow, and the cracking ground around him testified to his might at this mont.
With imnse confidence, in this instant, Ares pressed down with all his might.
Be it Achilles or anyone else.
No one, no one can resist his power at this mont!
“Die for —!”
Step—!
He stepped forward, and the ground collapsed.
Under the fierce shout of Ares, the sword that had been pushed to its limits finally ceased moving upwards and pressed back towards the Great Hero.
His face displaying wild joy, at this mont in the eyes of the War God, the figure of Heracles seed to overlap with his past enemies.
Athena, Achilles… Yes, that’s right!
Your past victories never proved anything, as long as heaven grants a fair confrontation, relying on you alone, how could you possibly be my oppo—
“Impressive.”
Staring into Ares’ eyes, looking at that fierce face and taut veins, Heracles sincerely exclaid in admiration.
“Over the years, I’ve faced many opponents.”
“Their abilities varied, each one challenging in their own way.”
“But among so many, relying solely on physical strength to reach this level, you are the first one.”
“Even the other Principal God I’ve seen, in this aspect, doesn’t asure up to one-tenth of you.”
Considering all Divine Power and authority, the regular state of Ares would be at most comparable to two Zephyrus. Even with his battle spirit overflowing, the difference between them wouldn’t be tenfold.
But Divine Power and body
Staring into Ares’ eyes, looking at that fierce face and taut veins, Heracles sincerely exclaid in admiration.
“Over the years, I’ve faced many opponents.”
“Their abilities varied, each one challenging in their own way.”
“But among so many, relying solely on physical strength to reach this level, you are the first one.”
“Even the other Principal God I’ve seen, in this aspect, doesn’t asure up to one-tenth of you.”
Considering all Divine Power and authority, the regular state of Ares would be at most comparable to two Zephyrus. Even with his battle spirit overflowing, the difference between them wouldn’t be tenfold.
But Divine Power and body
Faced with a sudden attack, and likely unrelated to an encounter with the stars.
After all, from the reaction of the War God to the capabilities of Heracles, he must not truly know who he is encountering.
For a mont, if it weren’t for the fact that he hadn’t yet made a move, the Great Hero even thought he had already rescued Centaur Chiron, which is why Ares was now relentlessly pursuing him.
But the reality is he hadn’t even entered the city gates… but that no longer mattered.
Facing the bronze dagger enveloped in an ancient bronze-colored airflow, Heracles confronted it head-on.
Pulling back the Pegasus, his fists wrapped in the invulnerable Lion Skin, the Great Hero firmly grasped the long sword that was slashing down.
The veins on his three arms bulged instantly, and on this land near Mount Olympus, the War God and him, using the Bronze Sword forged by Hephaestus as a dium, were engaging in the most primal contest.
There were no fancy surges of energy, the power of the flesh was undeniably showcased here.
What caused Ares’ eyes to widen and his face to contort was that the bronze dagger he held with both hands and pressed down forcefully only paused in mid-air for a mont and was then visibly lifted by a giant hand, steadfastly moving in the opposite direction.
A mont of shock surged to his heart, while sha and anger filled Ares’ chest the next instant.
The furious killing intent and anger burned in his heart, even turning into invisible flas that enveloped him.
Endless strength spontaneously birthed, under the synergy of Godhood and spirit, the War God’s strength, already at its limit, climbed further.
If this had been on Mount Olympus, perhaps the destructiveness of his Divine Power would have montarily risen a level.
He looked up to the sky with a long howl, glaring at the enemy before him, Ares nearly burst his eyes.
“Ah—enough, enough!!”
“Mortal! Do you really think you can defeat ?!!!”
“Impossible! You definitely cannot win against !”
“I, am the undefeated War God, Ares!!!”
Boom—!
The sky cleared, and the Earth roared.
Despite rely being a contest of physical strength, it nonetheless displayed Might that could shake mountains and rivers at this mont.
Right now, without the augntation of the Deity Laws, without Divine Artifacts that mortals could fully utilize. Even the invulnerable hide of the Giant Lion only blocked the sharp edge of the Bronze Dagger.
Facing such an opponent, Ares could no longer find any reason to console himself for his defeat. In this dire situation, his Godhood was finally doubly stimulated.
War intent stronger, strength stronger… Was this the limit of the ‘War God’? Ares didn’t know.
All he knew was that his physical strength had increased more than twofold at this mont, even if Zeus were standing here now, he would dare move forward and arm-wrestle the opponent.
Blazing flas of rage pushed his blood to flow, the cracking Earth around him testified to his current strength.
Embracing imnse confidence, at this instant, Ares pushed down with all his might.
Be it Achilles or soone else.
No matter who they were, no one could resist the strength he possessed at this mont!
“Die for —!”
Step—!
He took a step forward, and the ground collapsed.
Under Ares’ fierce shout, the dagger, already at its limit, finally halted its upward movent and pressed back towards the direction of the Great Hero once again.
Face alight with ecstasy, at this mont in the eyes of the War God, the figure of Heracles seed to overlap with his past enemies.
Athena, Achilles… yes, that’s right!
Your previous victories never proved anything, as long as the heavens give a fair chance to duel, relying on you, how could you possibly be my opponent—
“Impressive.”
Looking straight into Ares’ eyes, watching that fierce and tensely veined face, Heracles sincerely admired.
“Over the years, I’ve encountered many opponents.”
“Their abilities varied, each one challenging to handle.”
“But among so many, solely based on physical strength at this level, you are the first.”
“Even another Principal God I witnessed, in this aspect, is not even one-tenth of you.”
Considering all Divine Power and authority, the usual state of Ares is at most twice the level of Zephyrus. Even with exploding battle intent, the gap between them wouldn’t be tenfold.
But Divine Power and the body
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