Superman

"Aris will shoot?"

Diana's face changed drastically. She knew how terrible the god of war was.

The opponent is one of the twelve gods of Olympus, the son of Zeus and Hera.

He was described as a "bloodthirsty murderer" who loves to provoke wars on earth and draws his power from it.

The fear, death and wailing of mortals can make Ares feel extremely happy.

Thinking that Hippolyte might be in danger, Diana ignored other things and prepared to board the ship to catch up and prevent the crisis from happening.

"Let me go."

Luke smiled. He said all this, naturally not wanting the Amazon princess to confront the god of war.

Although, Ares has always been the enemy of Wonder Woman.

But Diana in front of her was still a chick.

Without growth, how could he defeat his brother.

Speaking of the relationship between the Olympian gods is really messy, Zeus slept with the Amazon queen and gave birth to Diana.

But his son Ares gave birth to Hippolyte's sister, Penthelesia.

The amount of information about this relationship is so large that it will be completely unclear for a while.

"you?"

Diana looked at Luke who was holding her, she probably knew that this man was not easy.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to rescue oneself from the mouth of the Atlantis sea monster.

But that is Ares!

The twelve gods of Olympus!

War is his source of strength!

How can Luke fight a true god?

Before Diana shook her head to refuse, her soft lips were blocked.

"This is a reward, Your Royal Highness."

The long tens of seconds, the lingering and warm entanglement of lips and tongues ended.

Luke smiled, taking advantage of the flashpoint time and space has not been corrected, it is time to see the strength of the Olympus gods.

Mindful of this, he ignored and froze in place, as if Diana, whose brain was down, rushed to the sky and sank into the clouds.

"The rude guy..."

Looking at the disappearing figure, the Amazon princess cursed softly.

Her brain was dizzy, leaving Luke's doubts and worries about how to fight the god of war, temporarily leaving behind.

...

...

The flagship of Paradise Island rides the wind and waves and speeds up sailing.

The female general Antiop had a worried look, and aconitum was extremely toxic, and even Hippolyte, who was a demigod, was hit.

But the key is not here. As long as you return to Paradise Island and let the witch detoxify it, the Amazon queen will have no risk of life.

The question is, who poisoned it?

First of all, aconitum comes from Cerberus, the three-headed dog of hell, and most people cannot get it.

Secondly, the food at the dance party has been checked, and poisoning can only be done by the hands of people close to them.

The female general Antiop suddenly thought of many suspicious candidates.

Boom!

A thunder interrupted her thoughts.

Thick lead-grey clouds are accumulating in the sky.

Electric light tore through the dark night, dancing like a silver snake.

"General..."

Pentelesia walked to the deck and frowned and asked, "How long will it take to get to Paradise Island?"

"According to the speed, it will take about half a day."

Antiop thought that the other party was worried about Hippolyte, and comforted: "Aconitum mortal eats it and immediately kills, but Her Majesty is a demigod, at most just coma and weak, and it can be supported."

"That's fine."

Pentelesia's eyelids were drooping, thoughtful.

"General--"

The Amazonian warrior yelled, and Antiop was about to turn around, and a dark dagger pierced through her back.

The armor draped outside, like a layer of paper, has no defensive effect.

"Sorry, you can't see Paradise Island anymore."

After Pentelesia finished his backstab, he immediately stepped away and retreated.

The opponent is the most powerful warrior on Paradise Island, and it is worth watching out.

"It's you……"

Antiop clutched his wound and stared at the opponent fiercely, as if the anger in his eyes had turned into substance.

The most shameful thing about Amazons is betrayal!

"No, this is the will of the gods."

Pentelesia said so.

She looked towards the distant horizon, the dancing lightning, the roaring thunder, beating like a drum, blowing like a horn.

"The great god of war, he is coming."

Antiop looked shocked, and saw the dark night covered by dark clouds, like a tear.

The huge figure is slowly squeezing out from it.

A pair of scarlet eyes flickered, overlooking the earth, full of violence and killing.

Such fanatical aura and terrifying will form the coercion of the gods!

Antiop saw Ares, he was wearing black armor and his hideous barbs covered the surface.

Wearing a feathered helmet, only a pair of hollow eyes were exposed.

The muscles bulge like a hill, and the tall body is full of power, as if it can shatter the sky and crush the earth with a gesture.

The dark red blood oozes out of the armor, which is extremely shocking.

Ares is here!

He is breaking through the boundaries of space and coming to the world!

"Who can stop a god?"

Penthelessia said excitedly.

"No one can!"

Antiop spit hard, she slid slowly against the side of the ship, and said with difficulty, "Diana will notice all this!"

"No, she won't find the girl who is far from enough to shoulder the paradise island."

Pentelesia showed the conspirator's signature smile and chuckled softly: "Atlantis planned this attack!"

"You were unfortunately killed in the battle, and the same is true for Queen Hippolyte. Hatred will blind Diana's eyes."

When they talked, a huge body appeared in the dark high sky, like a lofty mountain, casting endless shadows.

That is Ares!

"War! I need war!"

The thick voice overwhelmed the thunder and resounded through the world.

"What are you doing so loudly?"

When Ares showed the mighty power of the gods, a clear voice responded.

The dark red cloak fluttered, and the tall and straight body stood high in the sky.

Luke looked directly at the god of war, the corners of his mouth raised, and he whispered softly: "As a righteous man who loves peace, I can't let war happen."

"mortal?"

Ares seemed a little surprised.

Any life without the power of the Olympus gods is mortal to him.

"Don't try to challenge the majesty of the gods."

The heavy voice was pressed down like a boulder, and the tyrannical will rushed towards the provocateur like a frenzy.

Ares was contemptuous, ready to punish the mortal who knows nothing.

"You have neither infinite wisdom, insight into the trajectory of the past and future, nor invincible power to make people bow their heads and worship."

Luke made no response, only as if the breeze was blowing in his face, sneered.

"You are just a violent mad with muscles in your head, and you are not worthy of respect at all. Mortals will fear you, but they will not give respect. A wise man will despise you because he sees through your shallowness, and I-- I will send you to Hades's Underworld!"

The stellar energy surging in the body of Superman, coming to this world, Luke has not really expressed his power.

Now, there is an Olympus god sent to practice hands, which is a good choice.

He has confronted Odin, the heavenly father of Norse mythology, and wonders what kind of surprises the god of war in Greek mythology can bring to himself.

"Presumptuous! You humble ant!"

Ares said the same lines of the villain. These self-proclaimed gods always like to think of others as small.

Silver lightning tore through the thick clouds, and the dull thunder rang.

A bronze chariot with a typical ancient Greek style is galloping high in the sky, and a tall and giant figure stands on it, with dignified and majestic eyes.

It was like a reign of blood and blood, and the strong momentum swept in all directions.

"You will tremble at my feet, regretting your ignorant behavior, crying bitterly about your own weakness, the will of the gods is above everything else, and no one can offend you!"

The thunder was rolling, boarding the bronze chariot, Ares as if leading an army to charge.

The dark red flame turned into a huge sword, and it slashed straight down, as if to tear the night apart.

Luke looked calm and waved his fists.

Unparalleled power boils in the body, sweeping the atmosphere and creating a vacuum.

Boom!

With a loud noise like the sky, the flame giant sword went straight to pieces.

The force of that punch remained undiminished, defeating Ares' mighty power.

The muffled thunder blasted in the dark clouds, and the air current shot like a sword.

The cold face of the god of war covered under the helmet felt a pain.

The body of this mortal seemed to have a tyrannical power comparable to a Titan.

"With bare hands, it is impossible to stop my supernatural power!"

Ares is still full of confidence, those hollow scarlet eyes twinkling, releasing vague mental fluctuations.

Violence, killing, destruction, destruction... all kinds of negative emotions are surging like anger.

"This is the power of the gods—"

The hollow eyes on the helmet burst into flames.

In the dark red light, countless souls were crying and roaring.

The despair and death of hundreds of millions of beings are the source of power for the god of war.

The roar was thunderous, and the howls of pain echoed in Luke's mind.

The dark red flame licked the soul, and the violent desire to kill almost destroyed the mortal's reason.

When replaced by other opponents, he had long been broken through the spiritual defense by this wave of violent mental offensive, and became a loyal servant of the god of war.

But Luke has no fear, he has the green light of will!

Starting with the lamp ring, the bright light burst out.

The jade-like dazzling color instantly illuminates the night sky.

The firm will transforms into emotional energy, dispelling the terrifying pressure exerted by Ares.

"On this level?"

The indifferent voice entered the ears of the god of war, like a great irony.

Luke's calm expression was like a flick on the proud face of Olympus.

Feeling of humiliation filled his heart, Ares drove the chariot and launched a charge.

The dark red flame turned into an overwhelming wave, surging around Luke.

Thousands of troops and horses galloped in it endlessly, and an army formed by waves of flames stepped neatly.

There was a rumble in the night sky, and the crimson light was looming among the thick clouds.

Ares released his supernatural power to his heart's content. In an instant, the horses galloped and the arrows rained. The magnificent scenes of ancient wars were officially staged on the sky and thick clouds.

Luke is like a hard rock standing in the middle of the river, resisting the impact of the wave of flames.

A warrior driving a chariot rushed towards him, the flames condensed in lifelike appearance, it was a projection of divine power.

Bang!

The chariot slammed into Superman's body and burst into a cloud of fire.

Luke could feel that a guilty soul disappeared, and the weak mental fluctuations were silently annihilated.

This is an army composed of the souls of the dead. All those who die in the war will become Ares's supernatural power.

"A powerful way to make people feel sick, like an ugly parasite, lying on someone's corpse to draw blood."

Luke made no secret of the contempt in his tone, and the stellar energy in his body collided, like a huge dazzling, hot celestial body.

Endless light and heat radiate, like solar flares, forming extremely terrifying energy storms.

Above the night sky, all the projections instantly dissipated and collapsed!

"my power……"

Ares stared at his hands blankly, a feeling of weakness swept through his body.

"What a weak god!"

The atmosphere brought the whistling wind, and a heavy fist hit the helmet of the god of war.

The legendary indestructible golden armor of the gods cracked and fell to the ground.

Luke stepped on the fierce helmet full of fine cracks and looked at Ares from a high position.

"Now, are you ready to go to hell?"