Ares, who was whipped dozens of meters away by the Holy Light Whip, rolled over and stabilized his body, and his anger suddenly burned away his only sanity.
He reached out and touched his back, pulled out a golden spear, raised his left hand forward, and released his aegis just like he had done for countless years.
But after waiting for several seconds, Ares suddenly remembered that his aegis had been snatched away by the human in front of him a few years ago.
Thinking back to the time of being tortured, the overwhelming anger in my heart quickly turned into helplessness.
It's not like Ares has never been defeated before. He was even captured alive by Poseidon's three Titan sons not once, but twice.
But it was definitely the first time in his life that he was completely crushed by someone and was unable to fight back.
And during this hesitation, he noticed that the divine armor on his chest had a crack like a knife cut out by a whip.
Damn it, this is a battle armor with divine power, and it was easily broken.
Little did he know that the light whip was not so powerful. What really caused the divine armor to break was that William, who knew what faith was, had a general understanding of divine power, and succeeded as soon as he tried it.
Ares was heartbroken and used his divine power to repair the armor. He cursed in his heart, and then silently prayed to Zeus, hoping to get help from his god-king father and regain his face from William.
Dozens of seconds passed, and when William, who was suspended in the air, was waiting impatiently, Ares still didn't get a response from Zeus, and he soon understood in his heart that he had been deceived by his biological father and abandoned him.
But he never thought that if the father and son went together, if William could not be kept, William would also drag Odin or others to regain the situation.
At that time, there was a rebellion by the Titans, and then they were attacked by William and other extraterrestrial forces. The Olympus gods were not faced with a matter of face, but a matter of life and death.
But if Ares could have thought of these situations, he wouldn't be called brainless.
At this time, he only knew that he had been humiliated by William for the second time, and that he had resented Zeus because of his long-term dissatisfaction with him.
As the only son of the Queen Hera, Ares can be said to be the most noble and the most compliant heir in the entire Olympus pantheon.
But Zeus himself was the youngest among the brothers. When he became the largest god-king, he would not care about his identity. Instead, the one who was most on guard was Ares.
Lest one day he would also be overthrown by his son.
When William saw Ares holding the golden spear without moving for a while, he couldn't help but shouted out of boredom, "Come back to your senses. It's so late. Do you want to continue fighting, or go back to sleep?"
Ares was stunned, knowing in his heart that he would definitely not be able to beat him, but not fighting back after being beaten was not the style of the God of War.
If word of this gets out, being defeated without a fight would be even more embarrassing than being captured alive.
Seeing the tangled expression on Ares's face, William thought for a moment and realized that he probably couldn't let go of his face, but it was none of his business whether the God of War of Olympus was embarrassed or not.
He put away the holy light riding crop in his hand, turned around and flew back to the rock cliff. He changed his armor into a bright yellow magic robe, walked to the portable wine cabinet, poured a glass of whiskey and lay back on the rock lounge chair.
I fell asleep slowly with the night wind blowing and watching the bright moon in the sky.
However, if someone were to sneak attack him, they would definitely find that William on the recliner was just a magic clone.
After encountering two Olympian gods one night, William was so stupid that he slept in the open air unprepared.
Zeus in the sky understood this, and the other gods who were watching the lower world because of Arthenis and Ares soon understood the same thing. As for those who didn't understand, no one dared or wanted to
Go mess with William.
After all, although Ares is reckless, not many people in God's Domain can defeat him in a fight.
The only person who hated William so much was probably Ares's mother, the goddess Hera.
Early the next morning, the magic identity got up from the rock lounge chair, stretched a few feet and walked into the luxury tent. William's body was then transported back to Olympus from the earth.
After eating barbecue sandwiches and drinking coffee for breakfast, the combat robot standing on the cliff first gave the unicorn food, and then spent about half an hour putting away the tent and other things.
Packed into a huge box, William waved his hand and put everything, including the robot, into the storage space.
After riding on the unicorn and walking down the cliff, I saw two brothers, Rag and Ham, who had already packed up and were waiting at the foot of the cliff with their horses and camels.
William and the other two nodded, "Let's go and try to arrive at Witch Mountain at noon today."
"This," Rag said after hesitation, "it is said that the three witches of hell are afraid of the sun and will only come out at night."
"Then walk slowly." Upon hearing this, William's eyes suddenly lit up.
He put on the hood of his magic robe with a smile, raised his head and glanced in the direction of Mount Olympus, then kicked the unicorn's belly with his heel, "I'm not in a hurry."
This made Zeus, who thought William would save the city of Argus and hundreds of thousands of ordinary people, couldn't help but frown.
After running at a steady speed for about forty kilometers, Rag and Ham took William to a dense forest. They stopped and pointed to the path in the forest and another larger dirt road and said,
"Master, if we take the small road to enter this forest, we are likely to encounter a Cyclops. If we take the main road, we will have to bypass the forest and mountains and walk about 140 kilometers more."
William smiled, pulled the reins of the horse, and rode the unicorn into the forest first.
As he walked, he asked Raghu, "I heard that Cyclops hunts humans?"
Rag nodded, then quickly thought of something and shook his head, "Not all giants are beasts. When Ham and I were hunting, we encountered a group of giants in clothes. After surrounding us two, they offered to exchange animal skins.
A request for salt.
Moreover, the final transaction was not only fair, but also not a direct robbery.”
William nodded noncommittally. Legend has it that the Cyclops once helped Vulcan build the weapons of the three Zeus brothers. It is not surprising to have civilization.
But if there is a shortage of food, the giant will definitely not mind hiring a few people as food rations.
After climbing over a mountain, William rode on the unicorn and looked far away, and saw a towering mountain. He turned back to Rag and asked, "Is that mountain Witch Mountain?"
Rag looked up, thought for a moment and replied happily, "Yes, Master, that is Witch Mountain."
Now that the target was found, William had no intention of procrastinating any longer.
He took out two thousand gold coins from the storage space, threw them on the hillside and said, "Your mission is over, take these gold coins and go to the inland city and live a good life."
After saying that, he clamped his legs around the unicorn, and the unicorn neighed, stamped golden hoofprints in the air with all four hooves, and flew straight towards Witch Mountain.
It took about ten minutes to reach the mountainside, and then I ran all the way up the mountain. It didn't take long for my mental strength to sense that there was a collapsed and dilapidated temple on the mountain peak.
Standing at an arched stone door more than ten meters high, you can see various corpses everywhere in the temple.
His mental power swept across the entire temple, and after only a few glances, the mountains of bones instantly made William frown.
I thought that animal bones would account for a huge majority, but the fact is that human bones accounted for more than nine layers. Even when the holy light acted on my eyes, I saw a mass of blackness. I could not escape from the temple and reincarnated. In the end, it was dark.
Transformed evil spirit.
He was roaring at himself with all his teeth and claws, roaring a few words, and then he was frightened by the holy light and hid.
Hey, William squinted his eyes, and his hand holding the whip and reins couldn't help but make a "creak, creak" sound.
After thinking for a few seconds, he looked up at the sky and saw that the sky above the mountain was so dark that no sunlight could penetrate.
This is not Witch Mountain, it is clearly Skeleton Mountain and Evil Spirit Mountain.