Superman of the Marvel Universe

"Will Ares take action?"

Diana's expression changed greatly, she knew how terrifying the God of War was.

The opponent is one of the twelve main gods of Olympus, the son of Zeus and Hera.

He is described as a "bloodthirsty murderer" who loves to provoke wars in the world and draw divine power from them.

The fear, death and lamentation of mortals can bring Ares great joy.

Thinking that Hippolyta might be in danger, Diana ignored everything else and prepared to board the ship to catch up and prevent the crisis from happening.

"Let me go."

Luke smiled. When he said all this, he certainly didn't want the Amazon Princess to confront the God of War.

Although, Ares has always been Wonder Woman's archenemy.

But the Diana in front of her was still a baby bird.

How could he defeat his brother without growing up?

Speaking of which, the relationship between the gods of Olympus is indeed quite messy. Zeus slept with the Amazon Queen and gave birth to Diana.

But his son Ares gave birth to Hippolyta's sister, Pentelesia.

There is so much information about this relationship that I can’t even figure it out for a while.

"you?"

Diana looked at Luke who was holding her. She probably knew that this man was not simple.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to save himself from the bloody mouth of the Atlantean sea monster.

But that's Ares!

The Twelve Gods of Olympus!

War is his source of strength!

How is Luke going to fight a real god?

Before Diana could shake her head in refusal, her soft lips were blocked.

"This is a reward, Your Highness Princess."

After dozens of long seconds, the lingering and passionate entanglement of lips and tongues ended.

Luke smiled, taking advantage of the fact that Flashpoint time and space had not yet been corrected, it was time to see the power of the Olympus gods.

Thinking of this, he ignored Diana, who was frozen in place, as if her brain had shut down, and suddenly rushed high into the sky and disappeared into the clouds.

"Irreverent fellow..."

Looking at the disappearing figure, the Amazon Princess cursed softly.

Her mind was so dizzy that Luke's questions and worries about how to fight against the God of War were temporarily forgotten.

……

……

The flagship of Paradise Island rides the wind and waves and speeds up its voyage.

The female general Antiope looked worried. Aconite was so poisonous that even the demigod Hippolyta was poisoned.

But the key is not here. As long as she returns to Paradise Island and lets the witch detoxify her, the Amazon Queen will not be in danger of her life.

The question is, who poisoned it?

First of all, aconite comes from Cerberus, the three-headed dog of hell, and is simply not available to ordinary people.

Secondly, the food and drinks at the dance have been inspected, and poisoning can only be done by someone close to you.

The female general Antiope thought of many suspicious candidates in an instant.

Boom!

A bolt of thunder interrupted her thoughts.

Thick leaden clouds are gathering on the horizon.

The lightning tore through the dark night like a silver snake dancing.

"General..."

Pentelesia walked to the deck, frowned and asked, "How long will it take to get to Paradise Island?"

"According to the speed, it will take about half a day."

Antiope thought that the other party was worried about Hippolyta, and comforted her: "If a mortal eats aconite, it will die immediately, but Her Majesty is a demigod, and at most she will be comatose and weak, and she can survive it."

"That's fine."

Penthelesia's eyelids drooped, thoughtful.

"General—"

The Amazon female warrior screamed, and just as Antiope was about to turn around, a dark dagger stabbed into her lower back.

The armor on the outside is like a layer of paper and has no defensive effect.

"I'm sorry you can't see Paradise Island anymore."

After Pentelesia completed the backstab, she immediately dodged and retreated.

The other party is the most powerful warrior on Paradise Island and is worth guarding against.

"It's you……"

Antiope covered the wound and stared at the other party fiercely, the anger in his eyes seemed to have turned into substance.

The most shameful thing about Amazons is betrayal!

"No, this is the will of the gods."

Pentelesia said so.

She looked towards the distant horizon, where the dancing lightning and roaring thunder were beating like war drums and blowing like trumpets.

"The great god of war, he is coming."

Antiope had a look of shock on his face, and saw that the dark night covered by dark clouds seemed to have opened a hole.

A huge figure was slowly squeezing out.

A pair of scarlet eyes flickered, overlooking the earth, filled with violence and killing.

Such a fanatical aura and terrifying will form the pressure of the gods!

Antiope saw Ares, who was wearing black armor with ferocious barbs all over the surface.

Wearing a plumed helmet, only a pair of empty eyes are exposed.

The muscles are bulging like hills, and the tall body is full of power, as if it can shatter the sky and defeat the earth with just one move.

Dark red blood seeped out from inside the armor, which was extremely frightening.

Ares has arrived!

He is breaking through the boundaries of space and coming to the human world!

"Who can stop a god?"

Pentelesia said excitedly.

"No one can!"

Antiope spat forcefully, she slowly slid against the side of the ship, and said with difficulty: "Diana will notice all this!"

"No, that girl who is far from capable of shouldering the responsibility of Paradise Island will not find out."

Pentelesia showed a conspirator's signature smile and chuckled: "Atlantis planned this attack!"

"You were unfortunately killed during the battle, and so was Queen Hippolyta. Hatred will blind Diana's eyes."

While they were talking, a huge body appeared in the dark sky, like a majestic mountain, casting endless shadows.

That's Ares!

"War! I need war!"

The rich voice covered the thunder and resounded throughout the world.

"Why are you yelling so loudly?"

When Ares demonstrated the power of the gods, a clear voice responded.

The dark red cloak fluttered, and the tall body stood high in the sky.

Luke looked directly at the God of War, raised the corners of his mouth, and said softly: "As a righteous man who loves peace, I cannot allow war to happen."

"mortal?"

Ares seemed a little surprised.

Any being that does not have the power of the Olympian gods is a mere mortal in his eyes.

"Don't try to challenge the majesty of the gods."

The heavy voice was pressed down like a boulder, and the tyrannical will rushed towards the provocateur like a frenzy.

Ares looked down upon him, ready to give some punishment to that ignorant mortal.

"You neither have infinite wisdom, able to see past and future trajectories, nor do you have invincible power that makes people lower their heads and worship you."

Luke didn't react at all, he just thought it was a breeze blowing on his face and said sarcastically.

"You are just a violent maniac with a brain full of muscles, and you are not worthy of respect at all. Mortals will fear you, but will not give you respect. A wise man will despise you because he has seen through your shallowness, and I - will I will personally send you to Hades’ Kingdom of the Underworld!”

Stellar energy surged through Superman's body, and when he came to this world, Luke had yet to truly express his power.

Now, having an Olympus god come to your door to practice his skills is not a bad choice.

He has already faced Odin, the heavenly father of Norse mythology, and wonders what kind of surprises the God of War in Greek mythology can bring to him.

"How presumptuous! You humble ant!"

Ares speaks the same villain lines. These self-proclaimed gods always like to treat others as extremely small.

Silver lightning tore through the dense clouds, and dull thunder rumbled.

A bronze chariot with a typical ancient Greek style was flying high in the sky, and a figure as tall as a giant stood on it, with stern eyes and majesty.

It was like a bloody storm, with a strong momentum sweeping in all directions.

"You will tremble at my feet, regret your ignorant behavior, and cry bitterly for your own weakness. God's will is above all else and cannot be violated by anyone!"

Thunder rolled, boarding the bronze chariot, Ares seemed to be leading thousands of troops to charge.

The dark red flame turned into a giant sword and slashed straight down, as if it wanted to tear the night apart.

Luke looked calm and waved his fist.

Unparalleled power boils in the body, rolling up the atmosphere and creating a vacuum.

Boom!

There was a shocking loud noise, and the giant flaming sword shattered.

The force of that punch remained unabated, defeating Ares's mighty divine power.

Muffled thunder exploded in the dark clouds, and the air flow shot out like swords.

The God of War felt a pain in his cold face hidden under his helmet.

This mortal body seemed to have tyrannical power comparable to that of a Titan.

"You can't stop my divine power with your bare hands!"

Ares is still full of confidence, his empty scarlet eyes flashing, releasing obscure spiritual fluctuations.

The violence, killing, destruction, destruction hidden deep in the human heart... all kinds of negative emotions surge like waves of anger.

"This is the power of the gods -"

The empty eyes on the helmet suddenly burned with flames.

In the dark red light, it seemed like countless souls were howling and roaring.

The despair and death of hundreds of millions of creatures are the source of power for the God of War.

The roar was like thunder, and the wail of pain echoed in Luke's mind.

The dark red flames licked the soul, and the violent desire to kill almost destroyed the sanity of mortals.

If it were any other opponent, they would have been broken through the spiritual defense line by this fierce mental attack and become a loyal servant of the God of War.

But Luke has no fear, he has the green light of will!

Taking the lamp ring into his hands, a bright light burst out.

The dazzling color of emerald instantly lights up the night sky.

The firm will is transformed into emotional energy, dispelling the terrifying pressure exerted by Ares.

"On this level?"

The calm voice sounded like a great irony to the ears of the God of War.

Luke's calm expression was like a slap on the proud Olympian god's face.

The feeling of humiliation filled his heart, Ares drove the chariot and launched a charge.

The dark red flames turned into an overwhelming wave, surging around Luke.

Thousands of troops and horses galloped endlessly among them, and the army formed by waves of flames marched neatly.

There was a rumble in the night sky, and a red light loomed among the thick clouds.

Ares unleashed his divine power to his heart's content. In an instant, the war horses galloped and arrows rained down. The magnificent scene of ancient war was officially staged in the sky and among the thick clouds.

Luke was like a solid reef standing in the middle of the river, resisting the impact and collision of the waves of flames.

A warrior driving a chariot rushed towards him. The condensed flames looked lifelike. They were the projection of divine power.

Bang!

The chariot hit Superman's body and exploded into a hail of fire.

Luke could feel that a tortured soul disappeared, and the weak mental fluctuations were silently annihilated.

This is an army composed of the souls of the dead. All those who die in the war will become the divine power of Ares.

"A powerful way to make people feel disgusted, like an ugly parasite lying on someone else's corpse and sucking blood."

Luke made no secret of the contempt in his tone. The stellar energy in his body collided like a dazzling, hot and huge celestial body.

Endless light and heat radiated like a solar flare, forming an extremely terrifying energy storm.

Above the night sky, all the projections instantly dissipated and collapsed!

"my power……"

Ares stared at his hands blankly, a feeling of weakness sweeping through his body.

"What a weak god!"

The atmosphere brought with it the sound of howling wind, and a heavy punch hit the God of War's helmet.

The legendary indestructible golden armor cracked and fell to the ground.

Luke crushed the ferocious helmet covered with fine cracks with his foot and looked down at Ares.

"Now, are you ready to go to hell?"