Chapter 439: The Broken-Armed ‘Venus’

The oath of God has its own power, and Ares in a rage is even more so.

As soon as the word fell, the law corresponding to his divine duties was induced.

If it was other mortals, under the influence of the war order in the dark, Ares might really be able to kill them smoothly - of course, it is hard to say whether he would pay something else for it.

However, at this moment, the immortal god and the immortal man looked at each other from afar.

One was given the essence of immortality by the great power of the world, while the other was baptized by the Styx and possessed an immortal body under the protection of the ritual.

At this moment, no one knew who would win the dispute over the name of the "God of War", but everyone knew that since none of them would die here, the fight would never stop.

Except for the legendary goddess of fate, no one could know their fate, and perhaps even the goddess of fate could not know.

"Kill!"

On the battlefield, Achilles responded with a simple word, threw the spear in his hand aside, and then strode forward.

The weapons of mortals are limited to this. They cannot collide with the weapons of gods, even if they are not real weapons.

This divine weapon in the eyes of others is not qualified to participate in this fight. Facing the real gods, Achilles can only rely on his body compared to weapons.

"How dare you!"

With a roar, Ares stood opposite the hero, his hair pointed up and his eyes were glaring.

A mere human dared to despise him so much, and even threw away the weapon in his hand.

In this way, if he continued to move forward with the sword, even if he won in the end, Ares would probably become the laughing stock of the gods.

Hula——

Throwing the shield and sword onto the bronze chariot, there was a crisp metal collision sound.

Ares gave up the weapon, and he also strode forward, ready to fight the enemy in hand-to-hand combat.

Although not all the martial arts in the world came from him, the God of War was no stranger to it.

With a muffled sound, accompanied by the trembling of the ground, in the center of the battlefield, two bodies as perfect as sculptures collided with each other.

Bang!

The most primitive fight was intertwined between fists and palms, and the collision of strength and strength was not fancy.

In the original myth, Hercules had defeated the king of gods who had never shown their true nature in the wrestling with Zeus, which shocked all the gods in heaven and on earth.

The current god of war Ares is certainly not as good as Zeus, but Achilles is just an unknown person. Until today, his existence has been known to the world.

Regardless of the victory or defeat, this battle between the god of war and the "god of war" will inevitably be recorded in the history books, allowing later generations to look up to and worship the deeds of their ancestors.

Boom!

"Hahahahaha... Ares, is this all you can do?"

In the blink of an eye, they fought for dozens of rounds, and the soldiers around them died when they were touched, and died when they were hindered.

Until he was punched in the face by someone, Achilles flew backwards and hit a big hole on the ground, and he stopped a little.

However, although the hero of the world was injured, Ares was definitely not feeling well. He was kicked in the waist by the young hero. If it weren't for his strong body, his internal organs would have been crushed to pieces.

For a moment, Achilles couldn't help laughing.

Although he didn't have a clear advantage at the moment, and there was even a gap in strength, he knew that he was probably going to win this battle.

The god on the opposite side was none other than Ares, the god of war.

As the master of war, his every move was affected by authority. The more powerful Ares's momentum was, the more passionate his will to fight was, the more powerful he could show.

On the contrary, if he couldn't win for a long time, what he had would be lost bit by bit.

After all, war has always favored only the winner, and even the courage to meet on a narrow road will weaken again and again, and then dry up.

"...Damn, mortal, you actually thought you could beat me!"

"Even if my guards weren't here, you can't fight me!"

Also aware of the seriousness of the problem, Ares now hated himself for not being born earlier.

Unlike the Titan gods before the Second Epoch, perhaps because the world was just beginning at that time, the gods were also affected by the world, so that those ancient gods often had extremely powerful true bodies and physiques.

So they were born knowing, and many of them were even adults when they were born.

But as a later god, even though Ares, the god of war, was much stronger than his other brothers and sisters, this could not satisfy him after all.

"Hehe, I don't know what method was used to temper such an indestructible body... But I can feel that your state of neither life nor death is absolutely abnormal."

"There is no power or immortality in this world... Do you think you are really invincible?"

With a sneer, after a short battle, Ares thought he had seen through the truth.

He had already felt it in the previous fight. In Achilles' body, Ares could not feel any trace of living things, and even had some natural malice and rejection towards the gods.

This feeling was not like the others, but a bit like the power of the Styx that Ares personally felt when he went to the underworld, which made the gods fear it.

The Styx, which carried the oath, maintained the order among the gods, and its punishment for those who broke the oath came from the instinctive hatred of the destroyed order for the gods' recklessness.

So in addition to the River of Oath, Styx is also called the River of Hatred by the world, because it does silently contain this original hatred.

However, even gods are afraid of such power, let alone humans..., gods will only be dissipated and degraded if they touch it, but mortals will definitely die if they touch it.

Even the offspring of gods and humans can only last for a period of time, and will not die immediately after touching it.

Because of the breath of neither humans nor gods in their bodies, these demigods can make the power of the Styx stay in their bodies for a long time, but this is still limited.

No living person can be infected by the power of the Styx in every inch of his body, unless he himself has fallen into the Styx forever.

Thinking of this, Ares couldn't help but reveal a cruel smile, and the breath on his body burst out again.

As the god of war, as long as his will to fight is still strong in his heart, as long as he believes from the bottom of his heart that he can win, then this mortal will never be able to surpass himself in strength!

Let me see where its flaw is...

Boom——!

The war started again, but this time, even if he suffered a lot of damage, Ares still tried to find Achilles' flaw at all costs.

Don't let me find it... Achilles, right? I'll remember you.

You are indeed a bit capable, but soon, this is your death!

...

Wow——

On the earth, outside the Mycenae station, the sudden outbreak of battle certainly attracted Ares' attention.

But in addition to him and Apollo who had been paying attention, there was actually another god who happened to be nearby.

The goddess of beauty Aphrodite was worried about messing up the matter of the goddess of agriculture Demeter.

In addition, her nominal husband did not return to the sacred mountain, so she stayed here and noticed the movement here.

Of course, the goddess of beauty could not detect this better than the god of war, and her speed could not be better than Ares.

So when she arrived, she only saw Apollo's receding back and the God of War fighting Achilles.

The dust on the ground was rolling, but it could not hide from the goddess's gaze.

With just one glance, she saw the current battle situation clearly.

Ares used all his means, and Achilles became more and more courageous.

As time passed, the God of War gradually discovered that even if he used all kinds of means to test, the keen insight brought by the [War] priesthood could not see the flaws of this mortal at all.

Indistinctly, his priesthood even gave him a premonition that the person in front of him had "no flaws".

Although this was incredible, the feedback given by the priesthood could not be wrong.

So for a while, the original strong fighting spirit was like being poured with a basin of cold water, and Ares had suffered some injuries in the previous fight.

Although these were the prices he paid to test his opponent, others naturally could not know what he was thinking.

From the perspective of an observer, this was Ares being beaten by a mortal and had no power to fight back.

"This rubbish!"

Gritting her teeth slightly, Aphrodite seemed to be holding back a ball of fire in her heart at this moment.

Yes, I messed up Demeter's business, but if it weren't for you, Hera, would I marry Ares, this rubbish?

And you, Ares... God of War, I think it's better to call you God of Defeat.

You can't beat the gods, and now even a mortal who came from nowhere doesn't take you seriously!

"Huh - don't be angry, I have to take him away first."

"Theseus is dead anyway, it's okay for you to make a mistake, if you lose again..."

Although she was dissatisfied, Aphrodite decided to help secretly, and leave with Ares after forcing this mortal back.

Not to mention that Ares has always been good to her, just say that the war is imminent, and the foundation of the God of War's belief cannot be shaken.

When facing Athena in the future, he, the genuine God of War, will still need to help.

Thinking of this, Aphrodite secretly hid her figure and touched the battlefield.

This kind of invisibility magic is easy to be seen through, but it also depends on who the user and the enemy are.

The magic used by the gods themselves is still very powerful in this regard, not to mention that the opponent is not another god.

So quietly, the goddess of beauty passed the soldiers who surrounded her and came to the bronze battlefield of Ares.

There happened to be a bronze dagger left by Ares here, which could be used to sneak attack this human...

"——!"

As soon as Aphrodite raised her head, her fingers touched the hilt of the sword, but what caught her eyes was a murderous look.

Subconsciously taking a step back, the goddess of beauty was obviously a little scared.

However, before she could react, she heard an arrogant and sarcastic laugh, and a figure approaching like lightning.

"Hahahahaha... Is this a god?"

"You can't win a duel, but you still want to sneak attack? Well, let me see what kind of person you are and what means you have!"

The power from the Styx is so sensitive to the breath of the gods that Achilles noticed Aphrodite approaching from a long distance away.

It was just that he didn't know what the other party was here for, and the aura of the visitor was not sharp, not like a god who was good at fighting, so he simply didn't care.

But what Achilles didn't expect was that the god who sneaked in secretly came to the side of Ares' chariot and prepared to raise his sword to attack, which annoyed him.

Okay, since you don't follow the rules, don't blame me for bullying the weak!

Subconsciously classifying Aphrodite as 'weak', Achilles approached the beauty goddess in one step.

Perhaps because he believed too much in his intuition as the God of War, and Ares believed too much in the God of Beauty, he just reacted and quickly punched out from behind.

However, how could the immortal Achilles care about this? He didn't care about the attack behind him at all, strode forward, and then faced the bronze sword stabbed by the God of Beauty, reaching forward to hold it.

"Qiang——!"

"Let go!"

The long sword stabbed his chest, and Achilles seemed unaware.

He grasped the sword's edge and snatched it from the hand of the Goddess of Beauty.

Aphrodite, who had never experienced anything like this before, was simply frightened, but Achilles would not wait for her.

Holding the hilt of the sword, the young hero made a powerful stroke.

"Tear-!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Hahahahaha..."

"..."

Laughing loudly, Achilles stretched out his hand to catch the goddess's severed arm.

Seeing Ares chasing him, he didn't hesitate to fight, but jumped away.

"The God of War is shameless and cannot compete with others. He relies on numbers to win."

"The God of Beauty is incompetent, and holding a sharp weapon is no match for my bare hands!"

"This sword is my trophy. I'll kill a god today, and I'll let you go. We'll fight again tomorrow, and let me see what other methods you have!"

Although there was not much gain this time, Achilles was satisfied.

The so-called seizing the position of God of War is actually more of what he said. After all, the power of gods is inalienable, and this has been the conclusion throughout the ages.

Now that he has captured the sword and cut off the god's arm, it is already a great gain for Achilles.

It just so happened that he was feeling a little tired, so he might as well retreat and see how the other party reacted.

"Presumptuous, despicable mortal! You—how dare you!"

Seeing his wife's arm being cut off, Ares was furious when he heard this, but looking at Aphrodite whose arm was cut off, he hesitated for a moment, and finally did not choose to pursue her.

Although the enemy was hateful, he could not force Aphrodite to stay here alone. What's more, if you think about it carefully, with his current strength, even if he can catch up with the opponent, what can he do to Achilles?

So the top priority now is to return to the sacred mountain, to the place where there are no human shackles.

Without the assistance of divine power, just relying on the self-healing ability of their generation's gods and bodies, there is no telling when the broken arm will grow back.

What's more, this madman is really extraordinary. For a moment, Ares also had to think about how to deal with it.