Into another world with Naruto

"It's you,"

"why?"

Ares, the God of War, touched the wound on his neck. Two attacks that were enough to destroy the small plane completely cut off his neck. What was even more frightening was that the power attached to the sword energy was annihilating his vitality.

He looked at the figure in front of him with disbelief and unwillingness to believe, and his tone of surprise was as if he saw the goddess being suppressed by the goblin. This was simply a big joke.

Two angry streams of air were exhaled from the nasal cavity of Ares, the God of War. How could he not believe that it was actually his teammates behind him who attacked him.

"What's wrong with me? Why can't it be me?"

In the radiant divine light, the mercenary god Sifus fiddled with the two scimitars in his hands. The two sword energy that shot through the neck of Ares, the god of war, were shot from these two scimitars.

Sifus chuckled, but his smile was nothing less than a demon's whisper in the eyes of Ares, the god of war.

"boom"

A gold coin suddenly appeared in mid-air, then burned and disappeared without a trace.

The mercenary god Sifus pointed at the gold coins that just disappeared and said: "As long as someone can afford the price, the mercenary will complete it unconditionally."

"It just so happens that Li Xi, the Lord of the Wasteland, asked me to help him kill you for the price of one gold coin, so don't be angry, because I am doing what any mercenary would do."

"Haha," Ares, the God of War, sneered disdainfully. The divine power that could restore injuries had lost its effect for some reason. Now the head was just placed on the neck. As long as it was moved with force, the whole head would fall off.

He understood that that gold coin was just an excuse to kill God. No price was too high. Now it was just a gold coin, how ridiculous.

From beginning to end, the holy war in the wasteland is a trap, a trap aimed at oneself.

A calculated blow, just for the chance of defeating the weak against the strong.

Ares, the God of War, knows better than anyone that the mercenary god Sifus is no match for him under normal conditions, but that terrifying mortal Li Xi actually spent three lives to break through a gap in his defense. This created an opportunity for Sievers, otherwise it would have been Sievers, haha...

A guy who only knows how to sneak around. Even now, Ares, the God of War, still looks down on Sivers.

"After killing me, do you want to usurp my priesthood or sell me for a good price?" Ares, the God of War, talked to Sifus very calmly, and the divine light at the wound continued to repair the bleeding wound. But those two swords that had been prepared for a long time completely destroyed his life. He is still alive now only because of the special nature of the saint's form.

"You also know that the price of a gold coin is too little, not enough to pay my commission. It is only right that I take the remaining commission myself." Sifus brushed his scimitar, his light was cold, as if he was preparing to hunt. The final strike of the cheetah.

"Roar"

Sensing the crisis of Ares, the god of war, before Sivers could take action, the war horse roared angrily again. In the 'click' sound, the horse's head twisted its back unnaturally, and its mouth full of sharp fangs seemed to be swallowing. The beast from the sky bit down on the head of the mercenary god Sifus.

The mercenary god Sifus didn't seem to feel the attack from behind. Looking at Ares who was still struggling with the wound was like looking at a fish swimming in a river that can't go back. He could only swing his body feebly in order to shake. He returned to his place of survival, but he didn't know that he, a fish caught ashore, was in the middle of the desert.

Just when the war horse was about to bite Sivers, Ares, the god of war, saw a flash of blue and anxiously shouted: "No."

Ares, the god of war, shouted 'no' and wanted to raise his invincible spear, but Sifus's cold face made Ares stop.

"Swish"

Two staggered blue blades passed by, and a huge horse head flew into the sky. The huge horse eyes did not show any pain. They were just looking at Ares, who was also controlled by the gods, with hot tears brewing in his eyes. This war horse knows they will lose, but it is also their creed to never give up.

Tens of thousands of years of companionship, tens of thousands of years of companionship, with two blue blades, everything ended. Ares, the God of War, closed his eyes tightly, but still couldn't stop two lines of tears from falling from his cheeks.

Opening it again, his eyes flashed fiercely, and his hateful gaze looked past the mercenary god Sifus in front of him and towards the blue god and demon who had resurrected from the dead again.

He was the one who broke his own defenses and made it easier for Sivers to attack. He was also the one who killed his partner who had been with him for tens of thousands of years.

If he knew that the current situation would be caused by such a small person, Ares, the God of War, promised that he would use all his strength to kill him as soon as he saw him.

Regret, endless regret, but unfortunately it was too late.

The divine power was overflowing, and the [-]-year-old giant's body was like a deflated rubber ball, shrinking rapidly and returning to the size of a normal human in the blink of an eye.

The head of the separated family is still attached to the neck and refuses to leave the neck. The decapitated war horse lies flat on the ground, and the golden blood nourishes the barren wasteland.

Ares held his neck with one hand. He wanted to lower his head to see his old companions but had no choice but to look around the battlefield. He found that his followers were too far away and they could not see clearly. everything that happened.

It seemed that he was the only one left on the entire battlefield, fighting alone, fighting to the last soldier and every last soldier. Isn't this the final destination that a soldier dreams of?

The gorgeous drama performance has come to an end. This should be the most magnificent ending, right?

Taking a deep breath, the determined look in his eyes is like that of a lone wolf who has been kicked out of the pack. It is the final image of a person who is willing to fight even if death cannot intimidate him.

Ares, the god of war, was burning with golden light, and the space energy that had just calmed down quickly rolled up huge waves, like the falling sky, crushing the entire wasteland.

The earth groaned in pain, and the entire wasteland began to rise and fall like waves. Ares, the God of War, roared in the golden flames, "I am Ares, the God of War. From the moment I set foot on the battlefield, I will do this." Be prepared for death. Life will never end and the battle will not stop. But if you want to get merit and glory from my corpse, don’t even think about it, just die with me!"

Self-destruction. The last time when he ambushed Feilin, the clone of Ares, the God of War, resolutely chose to self-destruct because of the sudden appearance of the Flame King. Unexpectedly, this time his body would also do it when the situation was not good. made the same choice.

"Li Xi, run quickly. Although the self-destruction in saint form cannot blow up the entire wasteland, it will have no problem blowing up the City of Hope and everyone here. This is your last life, so run." Alice was crazy. Warning, in Li Xi's mind, an explosion of this magnitude could only be rivaled by a nuclear explosion.

"Swish"

In an instant, countless rays of sword light flashed from Sifus's hand. The storm formed by cutting out the sword light in an instant extinguished all the self-exploding flames on Ares, the God of War, and shattered him together with Ares himself.

"Self-destruction? In what age do you still do such reckless things? It's a joke that you have been the God of War for so many years."

A golden crystal appeared on the body of Ares, the God of War. Sivers greedily stepped forward and took the crystal into his hands. Even though he was a god, he still had shortness of breath.

This golden crystal is the godhead that symbolizes the priesthood. If you have it, you will have the corresponding priesthood.

And now this godhead corresponds to the god of war.

"According to the agreement between us, the godhood belongs to me, and the power belongs to you." Sievers looked at Li Xi, who was still in the demon state at high altitude, with the gentlest smile.

Li Xi did not let down his guard because of Sifus's smile. Compared to Ares, the God of War, Li Xi was more resistant to Sifus.

The last time Galidos came, he heard about Sievers' plan in private.

The two of them worked together to capture Ares, the god of war, openly and secretly. In the eyes of Sivers, any otherworldly person, any companion of the gods, evil or good, everything was bullshit in front of his own strength.

For the sake of strength, Sievers dared to do anything, even stabbing his companions in the back several times.

"Congratulations, sir, on obtaining the title of God of War. Your strength has greatly improved since then." Li Xi congratulated falsely, but his body did not move at all. The chakra in his body was still tight, ready to explode at any time.

Sievers also saw Li Xi's vigilance, threw the godhead into his mouth, floated high into the sky, and said calmly: "Don't worry, it is a rare professional ethics for mercenaries not to take action against their employer, and with your current strength, I I believe we will be good partners.”

Seeing Sifus moving away, Li Xi dispersed Susanoo and fell next to Ares, the God of War.

What a tragedy. The man and the horse who appeared on the battlefield with invincible power have now been torn into pieces, lying in the dirt like dead dogs. Where is the god holding the throne high, but the unlucky guy who was thrown into the wilderness.

"Let's get started, the rest is waiting for us to do."

"Don't worry, I'm more anxious than you are. It doesn't feel good to feel your body being hollowed out."

Spreading his hands, two hollows that penetrated to the heart appeared in the palms. The huge suction force seemed to roll up the dragon to absorb water, sucking all the divine power contained in the air and the corpse to the heart.

This was not a drop or two of divine power, but a large amount of divine power that was like a rapid stream of water, far exceeding anything Li Xi had ever harvested before.

It seemed that the sound of Alice's swallowing could be heard in her ears. This stud action brought great rewards to Alice, and she could only burp after eating.

Without his godhead and divine power, Ares, the god of war, and his horses are like mummies that have been sucked dry. They look so shriveled that no one can connect him with the gods.

"I am Sivers, the god of war and mercenaries."

Flying high into the sky, Sifus's divine light appeared generously, and a second sun appeared in the sky again, announcing his new identity with a voice that could be heard throughout the wasteland.

"How about it? Be envious, this is a priesthood announcement that has been rare in thousands of years." Alice's tone was full of yearning. For an evil god like her, becoming a righteous god who ignites the divine fire is a lifelong dream.

"Envy?" Li Xi sneered, "The so-called gods are just a group of stronger people driven by believers, just like Ares, the god of war today. His arrogance and arrogance make him arrogant, even the simplest calculations. He didn’t even see clearly, so he deserves to be unlucky.”

"Yes, the God of War, who has lived for tens of thousands of years and waded out of the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, actually forgot even the simplest way of going all out. The sad thing is that he did not use the power of the law until his death. , he should be the most aggrieved god to die." Alice gave a post-war speech.

"Do you think he can successfully usurp the throne of God?" Alice asked curiously, looking at Sifus who was constantly exuding the majesty of his god in the sky.

"I think it's impossible. Believers believe in gods, not gods. The war temple created by Ares, the god of war, has been around for tens of thousands of years. How can it be easily changed?" Li Xi could feel the subtle changes on the battlefield.

What was supposed to be a life-and-death war is now more of a state of shock and confusion. This sudden change is too unexpected. Without prior preparation, who can accept the death of a god who has been believed in for tens of thousands of years.

Li Xi smiled secretly, secretly stopping the reincarnated puppets of the dirty soil that were still fighting, and liberating the high-end power of the War Temple.

Sure enough, after the puppets reincarnated from the dirty soil stopped fighting, all the people in the War Temple did not have any entanglement. Instead, they hugged together and looked at Sifus in the sky with wide eyes.

This guy who inherited the new war god is not the god of their faith, but an enemy and an enemy of their faith.

Pope Apamchi of the Temple of War stood at the front of the crowd. Even though the power in his body was quickly dissipating due to the death of the gods, even if only the shriveled physical strength was left, he would never retreat. His old but powerful voice asked loudly : "False God, you started a holy war with my lord, why did you side with evil? Aren't you afraid of being spurned by the gods?"

Sievers did not bow his head to respond, or it could be said that these masters of the War Temple have become weak hands and are not worthy of his response.

This is the tragedy of believers. Their strength does not come from hard work, but from the gift of the gods. Strength comes easily. There is no need to sweat like rain every day, and you only need to sit in the temple and praise day after day.

But when the gods die, all the power is like flowers in the moon mirror in the water, and together with the dead gods, they dissipate like smoke.

In the former War Temple, they now have no more than level [-] power. Even the big guys under Li Xi can't beat this level. As a high-ranking god, how can Sifus care? The sounds of these weak, ant-like creatures.

Those people who had just left the battlefield in the distance came back again. The followers of Ares, the god of war, all stood behind Apamqi with indignation, using their meager strength to protect their beliefs.

Even if they didn't know what exactly happened just now, the disappearance of the bonds of faith deep in their hearts let them know that their god was dead!