Flames rose in the blood, and the blades of the swords clanged. The dark picture of death spread out like a scroll. War was the death of civilization.
The light that belonged to war turned into a shocking blood-red color as the sword aura rose.
It was like a river that spread across the ocean.
It was a bloody light!
It was also a sword light!
"War God's Fury!"
Ares roared like thunder as he unleashed his most powerful divine art.
At this moment, the entire world was inexplicably agitated. The mighty power of war surged between the vast sky and the earth.
Apollo was the first to bear the brunt.
The endless red of war was like a huge wave that surged into the area of light.
In an instant, the burning light dimmed significantly.
"Apollo!"
Hecate and Astria became serious, hesitating whether to help.
In Olympus, Hera sensed the restless aura of war, and a faint smile appeared on her beautiful face.
"To be able to force Ares to such a state, Leto's son, you are indeed outstanding. Hmph, I don't care how you discovered my surveillance, but I don't believe that you're already a level six Overgod.”
"When Athena was a Tier 5 Main God, she had to pay a huge price to withstand Ares 'War God's Fury. Back then, Ares was a level two sovereign god. Now, he was already a level three sovereign god.”
"Even if you don't die from this attack, you'll be heavily injured.”
Looking at the crystal that was still enveloped in golden light, she said with hatred in her eyes.
At the same time, she activated the authority of the Divine Empress, so that Zeus, who was having sex with a certain goddess, would not be able to sense the fluctuations of the power of war unless he actively probed.
At the same time, many gods sensed the roar of the power of war and were alarmed. They followed the aura and looked at the sea.
However, at this moment, an even more vast aura of light spread out.
Standing in the Dawn Domain, Apollo's eyes were bright, and the divine weapon, the seven-stringed zither, which was marked with two stars by the system, appeared in his hand.
As boundless light bloomed, his fingers gently fiddled with the divine weapon.
Clang!
The clear sound of the zither rang out like a dragon's cry. It played a sacred movement in the Kingdom of Light, and the solemn gospel spread across the universe.
As the blood-colored light filled the sky, layers of crisp music with endless light power surged into the sky.
Bang!
Blood light and sound waves interweaved, and a majestic evil aura poured out in all directions. Divine light illuminated the vast sky, and continuous loud sounds were stirred up.
"Can a zither be used as a weapon? No, only swords and sabers are the colors of war!”
Ares 'blood was boiling as he raised his sword high up in the air. He gathered the terrifying power of war and slashed out.
A terrifying aura filled the sea for thousands of miles, and the awe-inspiring fluctuations made many alarmed gods tremble.
Acheros, who was hiding behind Ares, let out a long sigh of relief and smiled happily.
"Apollo, can you handle such power?”
Boom!
Blood Qi slashed out, and a huge pitch-black crack appeared in the surrounding space.
A deathly pressure enveloped the area.
Apollo sat cross-legged in the light with an indifferent expression.
His slender fingers smoothly played the seven-stringed zither on his knees, and a beautiful melody appeared.
The power of light gathered and fused into the music.
The sky that had been suppressed by the aura of war was suddenly filled with light again.
Golden light shone on the surface of the sea, and crisp notes jumped in the air, like waves jumping in the waves, whistling in every breeze in the air.
The blue sky, the sea, the breeze, and the music formed a harmonious picture.
Hecate and Astria's hearts were filled with concentration. Their clear eyes were fixed on the elegant figure in the center of the infinite light, playing the sacred music.
When the blood-colored sword light that tore through space rumbled down, the harmonious music score bloomed with monstrous light. The surging power was like a raging tide that had been lying dormant for a long time, sweeping across the sky.
Bang!
The power of war surged, and the power of death shook the world.
The notes surged, and the brilliant light tore through the blood and flames. The huge sword shattered.
Puff!
Ares coughed out a mouthful of blood. He was unwilling to give up and used his greatsword to support his body.
The power of light swept over, and the war scroll around him disintegrated inch by inch.
Ares let out a furious roar, trying to salvage something.
But Apollo stood up.
The power of light churned violently, and in the blink of an eye, more than half of the Bloodshed Land was destroyed.
" What should we do…" Acheros hid behind Ares in fear. His eyes were filled with fear.
Ares wanted to reply but he spat out another mouthful of blood. His body swayed as he was sent flying.
"Ares?" Achelous cried out involuntarily. He looked at the Bloodshed Land around him, which was about to shatter completely.
He couldn't care less about anything else and roared as he charged into the distant sea.
"You can't escape."
Apollo glanced at him and turned into a golden light to chase after him.
"Don't go, let's fight again!"
Ares struggled to his feet and grabbed his sword to intercept Apollo. His eyes were bloodshot.
"I'll teach you a lesson later."
Apollo looked at him and a powerful wave of light energy surged towards Ares.
Bang!
Ares brandished his greatsword, wanting to slash through the boundless power. However, he was already unable to do so. He coughed up blood and was sent flying.
A brilliant light flashed, and Apollo appeared in front of Acheros 'escape path.
"Where do you think you can escape to?"
"Apollo, spare me. I don't dare to be your enemy anymore!”
Achelous cried out in horror.
"So these are your last words!"
In the golden light, his handsome face did not waver.
He stretched out his finger indifferently, and a brilliant light enveloped Acheros.
Under the gaze of Hecate, Astria, and Ares, the Son of the Dominator of the Ocean, the God of Whirlpool, melted like an ice cube in the heat.
" Father... God... will... not... let... you..."
Acheros, the God of Whirlpools, said his last words in a hoarse voice and melted into the light.
At the moment of his death, the entire sea suddenly trembled. A grand river that surrounded the world spun violently under the vast sky like an angry old man.
An old and majestic figure wearing a crown and holding a spear appeared coldly. His eyes were filled with anger.
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