aircannonsinc Chapter 77 The God of War Returns, Reporting His Duty to Me Through Slaughter!
Chapter 77 The God of War Returns, Reporting His Duty to Me Through Slaughter!
The old vampire's aristocratic elegance froze the moment Lin Fan finished speaking.
"Hunter? What do you mean by that, sir?"
He narrowed his eyes, a dangerous glint flashing in his deep-set sockets.
"It doesn't mean anything."
Lin Fan shrugged, his tone as casual as if he were just chatting.
"I just think that you guys are so noisy and incessant."
"It has disturbed my enjoyment of the scenery."
After saying that, he actually turned around, his back to the dozen or so powerful figures exuding terrifying auras, and began to examine the sapling of the Tree of Life again.
He even started muttering to himself, oblivious to everyone else.
"If I dig this thing up and plant it in my yard, I don't know if it will survive."
"If we put them together with the Enlightenment Tea Tree, won't they fight over territory?"
"..."
Dead silence.
The old vampire, and the group of "Twilight Council" members behind him, stared intently at Lin Fan's back, which seemed to completely ignore them. Their faces were so dark they looked like they could wring water out of them.
Madness!
That was the only word that could come to their minds!
They are the "Twilight Council"!
Born from the ashes of Ragnarok, an ancient being that has controlled the lifeline of Europe and even the world in the shadows for thousands of years!
I have never been subjected to such extreme contempt before!
"Sir, it seems you're determined to be our enemy?"
The old vampire's voice turned completely cold, his feigned elegance shattered, leaving only the chilling majesty of an ancient predator.
"Since you are unwilling to be our friend..."
"Then please stay here forever and become fertilizer for this sacred tree!"
Before he finished speaking, he slammed his walking stick into the ground!
The hard rocky ground cracked open!
"Let's do it!"
"Kill him!"
At the command, murderous intent erupted!
The dozen or so parliamentary elites behind him instantly turned into afterimages!
"Holy Charge!"
The knight, clad in medieval heavy armor, roared and transformed into a blazing white spear, its tip radiating holy light, aimed straight at Lin Fan's unsuspecting back!
He is a descendant of the Knights Templar, with divinely blessed blood flowing through his veins, and the power of holy light is the absolute nemesis of all dark creatures!
"Death and Decay!"
The black-robed mage raised his staff, and a ball of gray-black energy, exuding an aura of decay and decay, roared out and enveloped the entire space above Lin Fan's head!
This is the most vicious necromancy; touching it means instant death, and life force will be drained in an instant, turning into a pile of withered bones!
At the same time, the armor plates on the bodies of those cyborgs slid off, revealing their menacing weapon systems!
buzzing-
The buzzing of the Gaussian electromagnetic gun charging, the hissing sound of the plasma cutting blade extending, the invisible ripples of the ultrasonic oscillator...
A deadly weapon, ahead of its time, locked onto Lin Fan at the same time!
Magic, holy light, technology!
A vast, all-encompassing net, drawn from different power systems, instantly engulfed Lin Fan's figure!
However, just as all the attacks were about to hit...
boom--!
An even more violent and brutal explosion erupted from the entrance to the tunnel they had come from!
A burly figure, fueled by boundless rage, shot in like a cannonball!
Ignoring all magic and technological weapons, he used his iron-like body to charge straight into the Templar Knights at the forefront!
clang--!!!
A deafening clang of metal clashing, like the tolling of an ancient temple bell, echoed wildly throughout the entire cave!
The Templar Knights' charge, powerful enough to pierce a main battle tank, was stopped by that figure's chest!
The tip of the knight's lance was pressed firmly against the man's chest, groaning under the strain, the steel shaft bending into a shocking arc!
But it could not make any further progress!
"What?!"
The Templar Knight's eyes, hidden beneath his visor, were filled with terror.
He looked closely and saw that what was blocking his way was a big man with a blank look in his eyes, wearing tattered burlap!
But the terrifying divine power emanating from this big man made even the bloodline of this Templar Knight tremble!
It's... Ares, the God of War!
"roll!"
Ares let out a suppressed growl.
His eyes remained empty, as if he had no soul.
But the rage and killing intent that belonged to the god of war within him had been rekindled, turning into a raging inferno!
He suddenly threw a punch!
There are no skills, no rules.
Only the purest, most primal, and most savage power can be released!
boom!
The Templar Knight, armor and all, was sent flying backward like a baseball hit by a bat!
He became deeply embedded in the cave wall dozens of meters away, his entire body deformed, and he could no longer be pried off.
That sacred armor, forged from mithril and engraved with defensive runes, had long since shattered into pieces!
"You bunch of worthless scoundrels, how dare you be so insolent in front of the master?"
Ares slowly turned around, his empty, numb eyes sweeping over every council member present.
There was no anger or murderous intent in his eyes.
Only the calm of the dead.
"The master said we should appreciate the scenery."
"I'll take care of all this eyesore, you piece of trash."
No sooner had he finished speaking than the ground beneath his feet exploded!
His entire body transformed into a blood-red afterimage, advancing instead of retreating, charging headlong into the sky filled with magic and artillery fire!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The spell of death and decay fell upon him, only making his tattered linen clothes even more ragged.
The Gauss electromagnetic cannon blasted into his chest, but it couldn't even leave a white mark.
The plasma cutting blade struck his arm, and with a piercing cracking sound, the blade shattered on the spot!
Ares, braving concentrated fire that could destroy an army, strolled leisurely into the "Twilight Council's" formation.
A one-sided massacre has begun.
No, it was more like a one-sided "performance report".
He wanted to prove himself to Lin Fan!
He, Ares, is valuable!
He's not just a useless guy who can only scrub toilets until they burst!
He is the God of War!
It is the sharpest weapon that can clear away all obstacles for you!
boom!
With one punch, he smashed the necromancer's head into his chest cavity.
Click!
With one kick, he stomped the spine of a werewolf in two.
Tear it apart!
He grabbed a cyborg with both hands, his muscles bulging and veins popping, and pulled hard!
It actually tore that alloy body in two!
Scalding hot blood, warm internal organs, and cold mechanical parts were mixed together and spilled all over the ground.
Violence!
bloody!
Yet it is also full of the beauty of primitive warfare!
The Gold Saints who had just arrived and were standing at the back were all dumbfounded as they looked at the figure who was wreaking havoc in the arena.
Is this... is this still the same Ares who became so depressed that he jumped into a well because he couldn't clean the toilet properly?
That's incredible!
What exactly triggered him?
Lin Fan, still with his back to the bloody "reporting" scene, merely stroked his chin with interest.
He watched Ares's battle, which was full of "showmanship," and seemed to be deep in thought.
"Hmm, not bad."
"It seems that the labor reform project of 'cleaning outhouses' is indeed very effective in tempering the mind of the gods."
"Once we get back, we can promote it among the other Gold Saints."
"Let's start with the most unconventional Aiolia."