Restart Meimao

Over Berlin, lead-gray clouds are densely stacked, and in Jossen’s spiritual world, the city is like a fiercely burning torch, the roaring fire shines in the horizon, and the dark red flame rises from the bottom of everyone’s heart, merging into a series of distorted rays, stretching into the sky like a living creature.

A huge shadow hovers above the city, deep and thick darkness, a pair of scarlet eyes flickering, full of violence and killing, mortals simply cannot withstand such a violent will, even if it is contaminated, it will permanently become a tireless war machine.

Joson looked indifferently at the distorted shadow in the sky, his mind broke through the fog, the darkness in the shadow was stripped away, and only a tall man in black armor, muscles bulging like mountains, strong and powerful body full of strength, wearing a helmet with a jade insert, only revealing a pair of empty scarlet eyes, like a bloodthirsty demon coming out of the abyss.

The black armor covered with hideous bone spurs was wrapped around dark red flames, and tiny fire snakes fluttered between the gaps, like flowing blood.

“Mortals, don’t try to challenge the majesty of the gods!” The heavy voice resounded through the psychic world, and the tyrannical will rushed like a frenzy towards the provocateur, the young man who did not know the height of the sky.

“You do not have infinite wisdom, can see the trajectory of the past and the future, you do not have an invincible powerful force to make people bow their heads and worship, you are just a violent maniac with muscles stuffed in your head, not worthy of respect at all, mortals will fear you, but will not give respect, wise men will despise you, because he sees through your shallowness, and I – will personally send you to the underworld of Hades!”

Joson said lightly, the golden torrent roared in his body, coming to this world, he had never really shown his strength, and now, there was a god who came from Olympus to be his opponent, the silent blood was boiling, he had already faced the king of the gods in Norse mythology, and he didn’t know what a surprise the god of war in the Greek epic could bring him.

The golden streamer cut through the void, like a brilliant stream, instantly tearing the dense dark clouds, dull thunder rumbled, a bronze chariot with a typical ancient Greek style rushed in the sky, in the huge shadow fog, a tall figure like a giant walked out, like a bloody storm, the strong momentum swept in all directions.

“You will tremble at my feet, remorse for ignorant deeds, weeping bitterly for your own weakness, and the majesty of the gods above all else, which no one will offend!”

Thunder rolling, boarding the bronze chariot, Ares is like leading thousands of troops to charge, the majestic momentum rolls the thick clouds, the dark red flame turns into a giant sword, Qiao Sen is surrounded by a golden glow, unparalleled power rushes in the body, the flame giant sword slashes out horizontally, a blazing white lightning blooms in the sky, and the heavy force with a violent roar, slashing down at him!

The golden light soared, the flame giant sword was like a muffled thunder, exploding among the dark clouds, Ares sideways dodged a sweep through the void, the wind was like a knife, and the cold hard face covered under the helmet felt a burst of pain, this mortal body has a power comparable to a titan giant.

“I heard that you are the embodiment of war, so what kind of power has this world war brought to you?” The young man questioned, his words clearly sarcastic.

“You’ll feel it soon, mortal!”

Those empty scarlet eyes flickered, manipulated by the invisible will, the dark red flame became more intense, the violence, killing, destruction, destruction hidden in the depths of human hearts… All kinds of negative emotions are like a tide of anger, distorted light is surging in the black armor, like a moving fire snake, the surging power is growing wildly, and the confidence of all living beings is born, Ares feels that even if the king of the gods stands in front of him at this moment, he will have the courage to challenge.

“This is the power of the gods-” The empty eyes on the helmet burned with flames, and in the dark red light, it seemed that countless souls were crying and roaring, and the despair and death of living beings were the source of the power of the god of war.

The roar was like thunder, the wail of billions of living beings echoed in Jossen’s mind, the dark red flame Tian licked the soul, the fierce and violent killing desire – hope almost destroyed the human sanity, replaced by other weak humans, has long been broken by the fierce spiritual offensive of the soul defense, reduced to the faithful servant of the God of War.

The blue gem in his mind slowly rotated, and the invisible ripples spread radiation, as if an endless river of stars shone, and the ferocious frenzy slammed on the dark blue light, and it was absorbed in a blink of an eye.

“It’s really nothing new.” The understatement reached Ares’s ears, sounding like great irony, as if a slap in the face of a haughty god, especially harsh and shameful.

The body shook suddenly, the dark red flames turned into an overwhelming wave, the turbulence surrounded the young man, thousands of troops and horses rushed in it, the army formed by the flames stepped neatly, there was a rumbling sound in the sky dome, and the fire loomed among the thick clouds, like a storm of lightning and thunder was coming.

The power of the god of war roared on the clouds, Ares released his divine power, this huge war urged boiling blood, making him stronger than ever, absorbing the despair and fear in the hearts of human beings, the loss of fresh lives means that the war is more tragic and the power is stronger!

War horses galloping, arrows like rain, the magnificent scene of ancient war, officially staged on the sky dome, among the thick clouds, Qiao Sen is like a reef standing in the heart of the river, tenaciously resisting the impact and collision of the wave of flames, in the dark red fire, a golden brilliance is always bright, like the sun hanging in the sky, eternally emitting light and heat, nothing can change.

A warrior driving a chariot rushed over, the appearance of flame condensation came to life, crashed into the young man’s body, and exploded into a rain of fire, he could feel that a sinful soul disappeared, and the faint spiritual fluctuations were silently annihilated, this is an army of dead souls, all those who died in the war, will gather into the spiritual world of Ares and become part of the power.

“A powerful way to feel sick, like an ugly parasite, lying on someone else’s corpse and drawing blood.” Joson did not hide the disgust in his tone, and the golden torrent roared, and power bloomed from his body.

A round of golden sun pierced the thick clouds, endless rays of light radiated, and the dark red flames that spread all over the sky dome and the city were instantly engulfed, and the mighty wave of flames, like snow under the scorching sun, melted away.

“My power…” Ares looked at his hands stunnedly, a sense of weakness sweeping through his body.

“you-gods!” With a whistling wind in the air, a heavy fist slammed into the helmet of the God of War, and the legendary indestructible armor cracked and fell to the ground.

The young man stepped on the helmet covered with fine cracks, and looked condescendingly at Ares, one of the twelve gods of Olympus, like a giant looking down on a worm, and his golden eyes showed the indifference that dominated life and death.

“Now, ready to go to hell?”