Chapter 1110: 470: Gifts and Golems_2

Chapter 1110: Chapter 470: Gifts and Golems_2

He wanted to fight them on the battlefield, showcasing his martial skills and blood courage, and eventually cutting them down. This was the battle he desired.

As for those wizards, besides playing with those ridiculous tricks, what else could they do?

“What’s the matter, is there something more you haven’t told me?”

Seeing the middle-aged knight hesitating, Ares asked curiously.

“This…”

Hesitating for a moment, the middle-aged knight took out a gift box from behind him.

“Your Highness, this is the gift that the witch gave you after expressing her disappointment.”

“She said their meticulously made golems, which could even fight Titans in close combat, probably wouldn’t have the chance to test the War God’s sharpness. Fortunately, she still had a gift that would be very suitable for you now, Your Highness.”

“Because this was offered to you, I didn’t dare to open it… It’s just that, Your Highness, wizards are deceitful, there might be an evil curse in here.”

“A curse?”

“Heh, do you know where we are?”

With a disdainful smile, seizing the gift box abruptly, Ares felt amused by the bloodline’s ignorance.

“This is the center of the military formation, and I am the War God protected by a million troops.”

“Nothing can curse me, everything is the same!”

Ssssss—

Ares tore off the wrapping paper roughly, genuinely curious about what the other party had given him.

What does it mean, the most suitable for him now, could it be a cloak worthy of a marshal…

“…What is this?”

Looking at the strange fabric in front of him, Ares was momentarily confused.

“It’s a nightingale’s undergarment, Your Highness, and the most popular style in the country.”

The middle-aged knight’s face turned ashen, not daring to answer at all.

However, the knight beside Ares immediately recognized it.

“…What’s a nightingale?”

Still not comprehending, in Ares’s memory, he had never seen anything like this.

Yet just after asking this, Ares suddenly remembered something from the past.

It seemed that his wife, Aphrodite, had mentioned this term to him before.

At that time, she complained to him that in the Mortal World, unmarried girls preferred to worship Athena and Artemis, lifelong unmarried women preferred to worship Hestia, and married ladies revered Heavenly Empress Hera. As for herself… people who loved beauty believed in her more or less, but her most devoted followers were those promiscuous nightingales…

Boom—

A tremendous force instantly erupted, Ares’s hair stood on end, and his eyes were bloodshot.

He remembered now, he knew what nightingales were.

The “gift” in his hand turned to ashes instantly, and everyone who witnessed him receiving the gift died with it.

In this era, provoking the enemy with taunts and insults was common, but a “gift” like this was unseen in history.

No matter the provocation, Ares couldn’t care less.

Although in some forgotten memory, there was a guy named Sima who faced such insults with indifference and even composed himself, the War God clearly didn’t share this mentality.

He only knew that if he could endure this, he would be a failure as a deity.

“Ah—die!”

A divine light soared into the sky, striking toward the yet-to-engage armies. Just as he drew near, several prepared auras emerged from the other side.

On a distant peak, witnessing this historic scene, Laine couldn’t help but click his tongue in wonder.

“This… is truly surprising…”

He had just set up the alchemy mirror tube, yet already encountered such a scene.

Laine could vouch that today’s events had nothing to do with him.

After all, he didn’t expect that the old witch could come up with a way to enrage Ares… Though this time, Laine understood the War God’s choice.

After all, history had proven that such provocations were quite effective against an opposing army general.

Shaking his head slightly, Laine turned to see Clotho’s bewildered gaze.

Clearly, the Fates did not understand the reason for such anger.

Even though she could glimpse destiny, this was something unprecedented in Chaos’s history.

“Hmm… never mind.”

Having no intention to explain, Laine chose to continue watching.

…

“He’s coming.”

Gazing into the distance, sharp senses caught the burst of power from afar.

The white-haired old woman smiled lightly, unsurprised by the success of the plan.

What kind of person was the War God? His deeds in the Mortal Realm spoke for themselves.

If it were Zeus, perhaps he could ignore such humiliation.

But since it was Ares, it was almost certain he would abandon the army and charge alone.

“But although he is coming, we can’t fight him head-on.”

“Because a wizard’s methods never involve direct confrontation, and although Ares’s anger temporarily overrides his reason, he will soon tire of our combat style and return to his army.”

“So we need to find him an opponent… like the Titan Golem.”

Nodding slowly, a sinister-faced Grand Sorceress approved.

Indeed, with the status of a high-ranking legendary, dealing with a demigod-level enemy was not difficult for a wizard, thanks to their systematic advantages.

But if one were to fight the God of War head-on, it’d be best to give up the idea.

Fortunately, the power of wizards extends beyond themselves, with external forces being an essential part of their power.

Golems, for instance, were the top inventions following the Typhon disaster.

Just as the chief of the White Tower created the Artificial Demon King, other Grand Sorceresses had their masterpieces too.

Combining research on Life Boxes and souls with the exploration in alchemy on life, Alchemy Golems were thus born.

Regrettably, the creation of these golems needed souls, and this success didn’t see widespread application and was eventually banned by the church’s strict condemnation.

Besides the initial ones created, only these few most powerful Titan Golems remained…

Slightly raising a hand, the sinister-faced Grand Sorceress made an empty gesture, sending an invisible wave.

In the next moment, the ground beneath them trembled, a crack appeared promptly.

From within the fissure, shadows emerged.

Several titanic figures, a hundred stories tall, composed entirely of flowing metal, stepped out slowly, like mountains rising from the earth.

“Titan Golems, with bones of land demons and sea monsters, alchemically refined extraordinary metals, fragments of ancient Stars fallen to earth, even containing divine blood from the time of the Titans’ ancient battles…”

“Unable to be mass-produced, I had to trade some Lower Realm soul crystals from the demons to create these.”

“I heard one of their lords is planning to make a Soul Prism, I wonder if it has any special features…”

Regrettably speaking, the sinister-faced Grand Sorceress couldn’t help but sigh secretly.

If only his experiments hadn’t been banned, perhaps he could create a whole new species?

After all, gods created humans, and he created golems.

Having souls, even if acquired through plunder, was the same as the demons of Hell. Who doubted they were a race?

If he could form a Golem Empire, then pull his own soul out, creating the mightiest golem capable of continuous evolution, who said he couldn’t be its ancestor or the Golem God?

What a shame, just a few souls, it’s not like I aimed for their destruction.

Even the great Spirit Realm Lord shouldn’t mind this little transgression…

“Alright now, stop sighing and get to work.”

“Ares is coming, remember to lure him away from the army once the battle starts.”

Speaking lightly, the old white-haired witch reminded him.

“Alright.”

Nodding slowly, the sinister-faced Grand Sorceress steadied his thoughts.

The deity was indeed powerful, as was the dominion of War, but these gods barely knew how to use this divine gift.

Once the connection between Ares and the million-strong army was severed… at most within a quarter of an hour, their colleagues in the city could slaughter most enemies before they even uttered a last word.