Martin Variety in American Comics

"Maybe I really underestimated you, mortal!"

Ares' body began to shrink, and in the blink of an eye, he became no different from an ordinary person. The skin and flesh that were turned into ashes by the flames on his left hand began to solidify, but they did not recover.

He deliberately maintained this state, enjoying the trauma brought by the battle. While feeling the pain, he also felt the satisfaction of this pain.

"But I won't make such a mistake again!"

"Shut up! I really didn't know you were still such a pervert who enjoyed pain."

Diana swung a sword directly, and the golden light mark was like a whip, directly whipping Ares, taking off a piece of flesh.

"This guy's god of war is not complete, and the victory side was taken away by Athena. Now he can only torture himself in this way."

Martin seemed to be explaining, but he was actually mocking.

Nothing is more insulting than directly mocking the divine power of a god.

"I will chop off both of your heads and hang them on the wall. The age of the old gods has passed so long that I almost forgot what it felt like to kill a god."

"Go to hell!"

Ares roared and swung his axe. With his bloody appearance, he was even more disgusting than the monsters created by Typhon.

But this is the source of Ares' power. People are afraid of the horror of war, so he, the god of war, appeared.

And he has been fulfilling his duties, spreading the horror of war to every civilization, making humans suffer painful torture.

"It's not that I haven't killed gods before, don't think too highly of yourself."

Martin reached out and grabbed, and the hatred of the Amazons also turned into a huge axe, which he swung to Ares.

Bang!

The two huge axes collided, the divine power and the pure will of mankind collided, and a strong storm broke out, overwhelming everything around.

Ares stepped forward, and the iron-gray divine power torrent continued to surge like waves, trying to overwhelm all his opponents.

The fire of hatred burst out from the totem surrounding Martin, entwined his body, gradually climbed up the giant axe, and burned all of Ares's power into ashes.

"The old gods were born from the belief in life, so they can naturally take you away."

Martin didn't hide at all, swinging the axe and colliding with Ares head-on. Every collision would distort the surrounding space once, and the matter in it would be forced to reorganize.

"If you bastards had stayed on Mount Olympus honestly, it would be fine. Since you dare to come to the material world, I will let you bastards know that times have changed."

Diana was just worried that Martin would be affected by the hatred of the Amazons and become some kind of out-of-control madman.

But seeing him swinging the giant axe and colliding with Ares, Diana knew that she was completely overthinking.

"Aha!"

Diana held the sword tightly, like a meteor, inserted into the gap between Martin and Ares's battle, and stabbed Ares' chest fiercely.

"Nice sword!"

Ares pressed down hard, bringing Martin's axe down with him, knocking Diana's sword away.

Buzz!

Diana temporarily let go of the long sword, smashed her bracelets together, and burst out a strong divine power fluctuation, gathering into a huge ball of light, which hit Ares' face directly and forced him back.

Martin held the axe handle with both hands, turned his hand back, and swung the axe in a circle in the air, chopped directly at Ares' head, and kicked his right foot at the same time, kicking the sword back to Diana.

Ares didn't have time to swing the axe, so he simply raised his hand with an iron glove to catch the axe chopped down from above his head. Although he blocked the axe blade, he was entangled by the fire of hatred.

Although this god of war is not good at organizing wars, he is indeed a good hand in fighting. With the other hand alone, he grabbed the axe and hit Martin's stomach.

"With me here, you can't hurt Martin!"

Diana thrust forward, knocking the giant axe away with the sword, and swung forward at the same time, the golden arc blade tore through Ares's divine power and chopped at his waist.

"Good coordination, really good coordination!"

Ares placed the axe on the ground and pushed forward, the iron-gray divine power smashed the golden arc blade, and the other hand clenched into a fist and endured the burning of the fire of hatred to smash Martin's axe.

He quickly pulled away and shouted: "You two are really good at coordination, but don't forget, I didn't come here alone. Maybe those bastards can use the excuse you gave them for a short time to stay out of it, but they can't play dumb forever."

How much Ares retreated, Martin moved forward, the axe in his hand kept swinging down, destroying everything in front of him.

"Then destroy Mount Olympus as well. It's not a good thing. Who would want to be with a bunch of bastards like you if they have a little bit of ambition?"

Martin said these words lightly, which made people feel scared.

Even Diana was shocked. She knew Martin's attitude towards the gods, but she didn't expect his attitude to be so fierce.

"Arrogant boy, you don't know what you are talking about at all?"

Ares finally stopped retreating and raised his axe to confront Martin head-on, treating the words of this mortal boy as the crazy talk of a madman.

"I am much better than you, a fool who has war all over his mind and can't win."

The words from Martin's mouth were like sharp knives, and every sentence pierced Ares' heart.

"What else can you do? Mount Olympus may allow you gods to continue to live a life of luxury, but that's it. You are a group of things without a future, and your past has been destroyed by your own actions."

"I don't know why you came to the material world, but what else can you do except remind the Amazons of their hatred for you and Zeus' betrayal of them?"

With every word Martin said, the fire of hatred in him burned more and more vigorously, completely enveloping him.

The axe he swung in his hand became more and more powerful, and the blazing flames were like claws, firmly grasping Ares, and were about to crush this god into pieces.

Ares had already used all his strength. He drew strength from the wars he had experienced in the past. The iron-gray torrent turned into a powerful force to support the axe he swung.

"After what happened today, do you think the Amazons will still suppress their anger and continue to accept the enslavement of the gods?"

"As the next queen of the Amazons, I tell you clearly that even if only half of the Amazons are dead, my sisters will never accept the shameless blackmail of a bastard like you."

Diana and Martin cooperated with each other, and the will of mortals and the power of gods took turns to play, forcing Ares to retreat step by step.

Men and women work together, and work is not tiring!

In general, this is just a joke. When doing real work, no one will pay attention to whether your partner is male or female.

The reason why the combination of Martin and Diana can play the effect of one plus one greater than two is that Martin temporarily turned himself into the representative of the hatred of the Amazons.

And Diana now uses divinity to connect all Amazons, in other words, she is also connected to Martin.

To be honest, although Martin's soul hides many important secrets, Diana still likes the feeling of being close to him.

"Stupid!"

Ares gnashed his teeth as he watched Martin and Diana cooperate tacitly.

"You two don't know the significance of the gods to this world. Without us, this world would have turned to ashes long ago."

He was not jealous of the relationship between the two. For a cold god of war, there was only sexual desire, not desire.

What he hated was the resistance shown by Diana.

Letting Diana spend thousands of years chasing Ares was Hippolyta's way of protecting her daughter, and it was also Zeus' way of tempering Diana's spirit so that she could accept and integrate into the order of Mount Olympus.

Hercules, a demigod with a life experience very similar to Diana.

This legendary figure was more rebellious than Diana at the beginning. After going through the twelve trials, he was still made half crazy by the main gods on Mount Olympus and killed his wife with his own hands.

Although he later became a real god, in the eyes of the Greek city-state, this was the most perfect ending.

"Haha, isn't it just a war with the new gods? Not to mention the war tens of thousands of years ago, in which humans, Amazons, and Atlanteans sacrificed the most.

Just now, you guys who have been eating, drinking, and having fun for thousands of years and can't even beat Diana and me, what qualifications do you have to talk about the past again?"

Martin is not the slave owners in public in the Greek city-states. In his eyes, most of the trials arranged by the gods are stupid actions that erase humanity.

In addition to turning a living person into a static picture, with no past and future, there is no other meaning.

Although Ares's cry is very loud, has he really done anything big in thousands of years?

If he really did such a thing, he would not have been hidden in human history for thousands of years, and would have been dug out and publicized long ago.

No mistakes in one song, one post, one content, one 6, one book, one bar!

What's the use of Ares's shouting now? These guys can't even organize a modern war, and they are still using coercion and inducement to the Amazons.

Let alone what will happen after Darkseid attacks. With their behavior, even before Apokolips attacks, the Earth has already been messed up by these bastards and even the industrial system cannot be maintained.

"So for the sake of this world, please give me your head obediently!"

"As for the other main gods, your parents, brothers and sisters, I will discuss cooperation with them."

Martin roared, and countless eagles appeared out of thin air, carrying the real deeds of the Amazons in the past, turning them into fuel, and throwing them into the sea of ​​fire to provide him with stronger power.

He turned directly into a giant, swung a giant axe and chopped down on Ares' head.

"Fuck brothers and sisters, who cares about the life and death of those idiots? This world belongs to me. I saved this world ten thousand years ago, and he should listen to me obediently."

Ares roared loudly. He traveled through time here and now, pulling all the wars he had experienced since his birth.

The blood inside was summoned, and a river of heaven fell through the clouds, wanting to extinguish the flames of hatred.

Ares himself was scattered in the wars, becoming an endless number of soldiers, rushing towards Martin, trying to use the human wave tactic to wear down this difficult mortal.

"I've said it before, your ability to organize wars is so poor that it's better to fight me one-on-one!"

Martin looked at Ares's self-righteous behavior and knew that he had no determination to fight to the death, and had secretly prepared to escape.

He held the axe tightly in his hand, and fought against the blood river falling from the sky. Wherever he passed, the armies pulled from history by the God of War turned into ashes in the flames of hatred.

As for the blood full of pain, not only did it not extinguish the flames of hatred, but Martin turned the pain in it into his own fuel.

The pain contained in the blood was originally caused by Ares. He could gain strength from it, but he could not stop the will in it from resisting.

Diana watched Martin become a bloody demon wielding an axe, and she was not idle.

She quickly raised the long sword in her hand and used the second characteristic of her divinity - justice.

Diana can be the guardian of justice or the judge of justice.

"Law - judgment!"

Diana's voice spread throughout the battlefield, and a golden scale appeared above Ares' head.

Everything the God of War had done in the past was placed on the scale and began to be measured. Justice or evil, guilt or innocence, were all judged at this moment.

Golden waves swept across the battlefield, and the army summoned by Ares from the past history had sword symbols on their heads.

Before Ares could react, the swords fell straight down and beheaded all the soldiers.

The scales that had already made the judgment began to tilt towards Ares, and the invisible pressure was like the entire Mount Olympus pressing on him.

Ares was still able to hold on, and the road to the past history that he had opened was directly cut off.

"Your retreat is gone, so die!"

The fire giant transformed by Martin chopped down with an axe, hitting Ares who had just appeared, and the axe blade sank deeply into his shoulder.

"Your fate of death was determined decades ago when you lost to Diana. Although you have returned to Mount Olympus, will Zeus give you another chance to turn over?"

Martin pressed the axe down hard, and Ares grabbed the axe handle and resisted it, and the flames of hatred penetrated every part of his body.

"Instead of being used by Zeus and being ordered around like a dog, it is better to die bravely like a real warrior, and it can be regarded as not failing your divine duties."

"What a bullshit bravery, that's all nonsense to deceive children. It is better to live a miserable life than to die a good death. I would rather be used like a dog than die in your hands."

Ares was suppressed by Diana's decree and could not mobilize more power.

Martin led the hatred born because of Ares, directly attacked the foundation of the existence of the god of war, and constantly exposed him to the rules of the material world.

Ares truly felt the coming of death, which was a feeling he had never had before.

As a god, the word "end" never existed in his world, and he had never imagined that he would have such a day.

He tried to ask Mount Olympus for help, but Diana passed over his head with a sword, cut off the invisible message, and fell behind Ares.

Then, she mercilessly stabbed the sword into Ares' back. The inscription on the sword was brighter than ever before, and it seemed to break away from the sword and turn into pure flames, burning everything of Ares to ashes.

"Hephaestus!"

Ares was no stranger to the power of his blood brother. The moment the sword pierced his body, he sensed everything.

However, his roar could not reach Mount Olympus.

Even if Zeus heard this voice, what could he do?

Would this god king risk overturning and descending into the material world just to save a son who had betrayed him?

"I will not reconcile!"

Ares was eroded by the angry flames of the two gods and intelligent life, and he no longer had the power to resist.

The order of time and space slowly returned to stability, and those frightening visions slowly disappeared.

But thunder fell from the sky. This was not the power of Zeus, but the farewell song of the world for the departure of the old gods.

"Will it happen?"

Diana held the sword tightly, not daring to relax at all. Looking at Ares who was gradually disappearing, she was worried about the consequences of a god's death.

"Nothing will happen, dear!"

Before Martin could answer, a familiar old friend appeared beside them.