While the metal projectile was forming rapidly, clouds gathered in the clear sky, and thunder struck down, wrapping the huge metal ball, forming a circle of closed loops.
The atmosphere suddenly sank, and the magnetic field was chaotic yet orderly, creating a terrifying air pressure that devastated the surrounding area.
This heart palpitation made the soul tremble, even the gods watching the battle from the top of Mount Olympus were all moved.
A heavy sword burst out with great destructive power, so many projectiles hit it...
As can be imagined from the scene, the mountains will no longer exist, Ares will be beaten to ashes, and even if his divinity is immortal, he will fall into a long sleep due to serious injuries.
What's worse is that in this battle, he staked the power of the 'war', and he is afraid that he will never wake up after falling asleep.
Crackling!
After filling up the electromagnetic gun, Russell waved his hand violently, and a series of high-heat beams suddenly burst out, from stationary to high-speed impact. The acceleration distance was so short that even the gods could not guess the principle even if they wanted to scratch their heads.
It was obviously just a ball of lightning, so why did it produce such an effect after adding metal? Looking at Russell's calm and calm look, he didn't seem to have exerted much effort.
Why?
Zeus was also thinking about this issue. As the god in charge of thunder and lightning, he silently recorded Russell's movements and prepared to think about it carefully after the battle.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom————
The beam rubbed against the atmosphere to generate heat, leaving dazzling orbital traces. The air suddenly screamed, and it arrived several seconds late.
Immediately afterwards, the rapid whine was drowned out by the deafening and continuous loud noise.
The terrifying high-temperature shells fell one after another, plowing out red awns and bombarding the ground, blasting everything they touched into rubbish.
The earth shook and undulated, and mountains and rivers were flattened in an instant.
The first wave of bombardment is over, and the second wave of shells is ready to be fired. Russell can extract as many shells as there is metal buried in the earth's veins.
It has almost unlimited firepower, and you don’t have to worry about the barrel overheating.
If Russell were to catch the metal veins, Ares would be in high spirits. If he couldn't be killed by explosions, he could be killed by smashing them.
Amidst the continuous tremors, impact craters were formed one after another, pillars of smoke rose, the wasteland was filled with dust, dull explosions connected together, and the earth was baptized and ravaged by continuous beams of light.
Buzz buzz————
With a buzzing sound, electric arcs flew across the earth, and the dust flying all over the sky fell to the ground instantly, leaving not a single particle of dust behind.
Russell looked down at the pitted ground. In the background was a fully charged closed circuit, with giant metal projectiles moving slowly and accelerating with the current.
There was a loud bang, the shell burst out of the barrel, and fell from the sky with an unstoppable terrifying momentum. The destructive beam flashed away, leaving behind bunches of red high-temperature hot spots. This dazzling red light dyed most of the sky in one fell swoop.
.
Boom!!
The mountains are covered with scorched earth, and the earth is covered with mottled ruins. Compared with the surrounding areas, the sky here is more than tens of meters higher.
The continuous attacks from the electromagnetic cannon continued, and Ares, who was buried deep in the ground, could no longer bear it.
When the first cannonball fell, he tasted the taste of being shattered into pieces. His divine body was constantly being destroyed and reorganized, as if countless ants were lying on his body gnawing at his flesh and blood. The extreme pain made him just want to die.
Ares has been able to hold on until now only because of his resentment.
The beginning of this resentment is ridiculous to say. Russell and Aphrodite were flirting with each other, and he was jealous.
Right and wrong don't matter, especially to Ares. He doesn't think about who is right or wrong. He only knows that he can't say no.
His body was buried deep in the earth. Ares held a lightning bracelet in his hand. Next to him was a war horse that was also jumping repeatedly between life and death. Unlike its owner, the war horse had become autistic.
Ares watched this scene bitterly, held up the nearly broken God of War shield, waved his hand and took out a treasure given to him by Hera.
Titan blood!
The divine blood of the second-generation god-king Cronus. This drop of divine blood contains the power of the sky and the earth. After swallowing it, the user can possess the tyrannical power of the first-generation Titan.
Not everyone is qualified to take the divine blood. Except for the pure descendants of Titans, once anyone else takes it, their bodies will be torn apart by the power contained in the blood.
Even gods are no exception.
This drop of divine blood was Ares's last trump card. When Hera gave it to him, as long as the purpose was to make a comeback and guarantee the bottom line, he could not take away Russell's power as the sun god, but he also wanted to keep his position as the god of war.
At this point, Ares has no choice, and there is no point in not wanting to admit it. The fact is that Russell is stronger than him, much more powerful.
A drop of divine blood enters the entrance and quickly blends into Ares' flesh and blood. Time stops for an instant. It can be seen that golden lines spread from the blood vessels on Ares's scarred body, traveling throughout the body and finally injected into the heart.
Cardiac arrest!
"Ho ho ho!!"
Ares raised his arms and shouted wildly, and the pupils in his eyes disappeared and turned into white.
He looked up to the sky and screamed. After the divine blood was injected into his brain, he completely lost consciousness. He clenched his fists and beat his chest again and again, forcing his heart to restart its pace.
The heartbeat started, and the power that could not be described in words instantly filled the whole body. Ares's flesh and blood continued to be peeled off and reorganized. He could not bear the erosion of this power, and he destroyed it as much as he wanted to vent it out of the body.
High in the sky, Russell stopped bombarding and looked down at Ares rolling all over the ground, shattering pieces of rock.
He caught a flash of light from the corner of his eye, and with a slight movement of his fingertips, he caught it in front of him from the air.
The bracelet is shaped like a lightning pattern. It is very fancy and embellished with the sun, moon and stars. It looks like it should be a women's bracelet.
Without thinking too much, Russell waved his hand and put it into his pocket. This was not a robbery, but a harvest of trophies.
In the big pit, Ares rolled back and forth, punching and kicking, shattering the surrounding ground, and accidentally killed his horse.
This time he is really dead!
After a long time, Ares stood up with his eyes turned white, opened his mouth and nose, and breathed out high-temperature steam.
The blood dyed the body red, leaving a ferocious light red tattoo. The long hair was tied into strips by the blood, dried and draped on the shoulders and back, sharp like spikes.
On his chest, a ball of golden light kept beating, that was his heart.
Heart of gold!
The aura of wilderness is continuously generated, flowing out of the body and covering the ruined land.
"Transformed?"
Russell raised his eyebrows. He saw clearly the scene of Ares taking the divine blood. He could only say that Sora had brute strength and was nothing to be afraid of.
An electromagnetic gun suddenly fell, and with a flash of light, it hit the area where Ares was.
boom!!
There was a loud noise, and the electromagnetic cannon shell exploded in the air. Below him was Ares, who put one hand under his belly and kept pumping his fist with the other.
"this……"
Russell winked and took back what he said before. It would be really scary if a brainless man only retained his will to fight and could not think about other things.
"Sun God!!"
Ares stared blankly at the sky, muttering Russell's name. After discovering Russell, his legs bent and bounced, leaving a large collapse crater in place.
After it disappeared, the ground exploded with spider webs and cracks.
The shock wave spread rapidly in a circular shape, crushing the ground and causing dust to fly.
Russell's body flew high, two big hands stretched out from behind, and the black flame sword struck down hard, and the black crescent moon flashed down.
Bang!!
Ares raised his fist to fight, breaking the exaggerated black sword curtain in half. He continued to move straight in front of Russell without losing any momentum.
The strong wind pressed, making the Sun God's robes rustle. Without thinking too much, Russell's arm muscles swelled and turned into blue claws covered with scales and armor. He clenched his fist and swung it out with all his might.
The fists collided, and a white shock wave expanded and exploded. Russell stood still, while Ares raised his fist and sprinted for 100 meters before stopping.
"Hehehe, Sun God!!"
Blood spilled into the sky. Ares turned around and looked at the blood on his fists with a ferocious look on his face.
Russell turned to look at Ares with a solemn look on his face, his right arm completely disappeared, and his robe was dyed red with blood.
After trying it, Ares's strength and ability to withstand blows far surpassed that of him, Titans and so on. The talented race was far ahead of humans at the starting point, and there was no comparison.
Chirping chirping!!
The bones of the arm grow, the flesh and blood texture adheres, and finally the skin takes shape.
Russell shook his right hand and felt... strange. He was getting further and further away from humans.
In mid-air, a hazy blood mist spread, and suddenly there was a thunderous painting, and countless blood droplets expanded, rapidly forming from white flesh foam to twisted white flesh balls.
The mass of flesh expanded and then shrank, and humanoid creatures with a height of two meters, no gender, and no facial features were suspended in the air. They were densely packed, and there were tens of thousands of them.
Russell didn't say anything, and tens of thousands of humanoid monsters spontaneously charged towards Ares and surrounded him.
Before Ares could react at first, the blood on his fist swelled, a huge mass of flesh grew, and dense tentacles swept across, covering half of his body.
After he struggled to break away, he was enveloped in dense white in all directions, and for a while he couldn't tell the difference between east, west, north and south.
"Sun God!!"
According to his memory, Ares rushed towards Russell's location. When he encountered a humanoid monster blocking him, he punched it to pieces.
The strong wind was raging as his fists and feet were swung, and pieces of humanoid monsters were squeezed by the air and exploded. At this time, Ares's destructive power was so strong that even the words "tiger among sheep" are not enough to describe the situation.
The exploding humanoid monster's flesh and blood flew away and expanded on its own amidst the buzzing sound. One turned into ten, ten turned into a hundred, and a hundred turned into a thousand. The flesh balls formed rapidly, and they rushed toward Ares without fear of death.
Ares is extremely fast, and his explosive power and lethality are frightening. However, the more humanoid monsters he kills, the more they kill. They expand and fill the sky, and wrap themselves into balls to follow him. Even with his strong physical strength, he cannot break out of the encirclement.
After a while, the expanded flesh ball merged into one, flesh and skin joined together, and boneless arms extended from the surface of the ball, twisting in an irregular manner.
"..."
Russell's eyelids twitched when he saw it. He refused to admit that this unclear thing was his derivative, and pressed it to the ground with his hand.
The mountains rumbled and trembled, splitting in half with the abyss crack as the dividing line.
The dark and lightless ocean was silent underground. The ball of flesh twisted its arms and sank into the darkness. Ares' extremely angry roar could be faintly heard.
The black ripples spread out, and in the center was a slowly sinking squirming ball of flesh. The painting style suddenly deviated from Olympus and went somewhere unknown.
Russell covered his face and whispered: "As long as I can't see it, this is not my script."
Suddenly, his curiosity aroused and he took a look at the flesh ball that slowly submerged into the darkness.
This looks even worse.
At the top of the flesh ball, in the dense cluster of arms, a crack of flesh and blood was torn open, and the huge black eyes looked at Russell from a distance.
Feeling, having vision in two directions at the same time, he found himself looking at himself.
"mmp!"
It was so weird that Russell couldn't bear it. He waved the meat ball and pressed it into the darkness, making it silent.