Ares's Death

"I will," Antiope said. "Themyscira cannot be without a queen."

Diana and Hippolyta both agreed.

With the doors always open, Hippolyta, who couldn't bear to part with her daughter, didn't need to become a doorman confined to the bookstore.

The gatekeeper was also very important; besides the Queen, only Antiope, who was both the Queen's sister and an Amazon general, was qualified to serve as the gatekeeper.

Another flash of lightning followed.

"What kind of script is this?" Antiope looked at the gatekeeper's runes in his hand.

"The script that suits me best," Diana said. "Creating a script and language of my own and binding my power to it is something that visionary gods would do."

"What does it mean?" Hippolyta asked.

"Home." A warm feeling flickered in Diana's eyes. "I will never forget where I came from."

"Remembering your roots, Basil said, is the best way to anchor yourself to your humanity."

"Strength cannot be just strength; it must also be the practice of one's own path, which encapsulates one's entire life."

"Only in this way can power have a soul."

Only then can one truly become powerful.

"You must have had a very tough time." Hippolyta's eyes glistened with tears. "You endured ten times the difficulty of ordinary Amazons in your daily training, and you also received training from His Granger in your spare time."

"No, I'm very happy." Diana shook her head. "I'm happy doing anything with Basil."

"Nurture your own strength like raising a child, infuse it with your own essence, and listen to its breath."

"This is very enjoyable."

Diana repeated.

Her body began to shimmer with bright, warm electric light, as if in response to what she had just said.

"Happy?" Hippolyta and the Amazons behind her all wore the smiles of old chaplains.

They could easily tell that Diana was still a virgin.

"Diana," Hippolyta, pulling out a roll of parchment, "Take a good look at it in private and study it."

"Yes." Diana was suspicious, but she accepted it nonetheless.

Seeing that Diana wanted to linger, Hippolyta quickly began to shoo her away.

"Didn't you say that we're all imbued with your magic, making mortals ignore us? Then let us wander around on our own."

"Hurry up and find a room to check what I gave you."

"Then go find His Majesty Granger."

"Yes?" Diana could only transform into a bolt of lightning and leave.

Ten minutes later.

Inside a room in a manor.

Looking at the moving images on the parchment, Diana's ears turned red, and her breathing became rapid.

"Diana? You're back?" Basil pushed open the door and entered.

"What's wrong with you?"

This question is actually unnecessary.

Although the parchment and the marks on the body disappeared with the electric light.

But he sensed the presence of hormones.

And the door behind them closed and was reinforced silently.

"Basil, I'm not a little girl anymore." Diana's voice was hoarse as she rose and walked toward Basil, each step revealing less of her covering.

Sigh~

"Sigh~" When Basil sighed again, it was already late the next day.

The Amazons are truly the creations of that lecherous Zeus; they're even more powerful than the Veela.

Diana truly deserves to be called a demigod.

Even now, she remains radiant and full of energy.

Having only been imbued with the Dragon Blood of Red Dragon, he, existing as a wizard, was truly struggling to withstand it.

"Basil." A slender arm, strong enough to bend steel bars, rested on Basil's shoulder. Diana's eyes were still bright. "There's still time."

"Diana," as the marks on Basil's body disappeared and she automatically wrapped herself in clothes, "It's time to go."

"Okay." Diana said, a hint of reluctance in her voice.

The moment she finished speaking, a flash of lightning appeared.

As if time had reversed, the messy room was restored to its state at one o'clock yesterday afternoon.

Her messy hair was restored to neatness, and her clothes and shoes Present Body.

Next, spatial transformation.

The Victoria -style bedroom was transformed into an Ottoman-style hallway.

"German gin, liqueur, vodka." Diana frowned. "I still don't understand what's so good about alcohol. And everyone's drunk when they're supposed to be signing a peace agreement."

"They're venting." Basil walked into the bustling hall and looked at the Chu Chu, laughing people inside. "Well, it doesn't seem like it. But losers are surprisingly similar in some ways."

"Soldiers on the front lines are not getting enough to eat, and anyone who asks a question is immediately shot."

"The higher-ups in the rear were singing and dancing, enjoying a life of luxury and revelry."

"Ah, I found it."

His gaze settled on the two people who seemed out of place at the party.

One was still wearing a military uniform, while the other was completely covered up.

They neither drank a drop of alcohol, and both had their brows furrowed.

Ludendorff and Isabelle Maru.

"I feel like throwing up. Who are you trying to impress with that Compassion for Heaven and Man expression?"

"You were the one who recently shot and killed the adjutant who complained that his men weren't getting enough to eat."

Basil couldn't help but be sarcastic.

Compared to them, these guys who were indulging in parties but worried about the casualties of soldiers on the front lines and were promoting peace agreements could be considered truly patriotic.

"Who are you?" Ludendorff asked, his face turning ashen.

It wasn't just because Basil's words struck a chord with him.

Furthermore, because it had absorbed the power of the enhanced gas that could knead steel like mud, it was defeated by the man in front of it.

"Aryan Superman?"

Within the Empire, there have long been rumors of a secret super soldier program.

Basil's brilliant blond hair and azure eyes caused Ludendorff to have a slight misunderstanding.

"Obviously not." Basil gestured for Ludendorff to look to the side.

There, Diana severed Dr. Maru's head and held it high.

This is an Amazonian ritual to behead an enemy.

"It's not just me who's worried about the Empire!" Ludendorff's resolve remained unwavering.

Targeting political rivals—that's the perfect move!

Not long ago, he killed a room full of political enemies with poison gas.

"Kill me!" Ludendorff shouted with a martyr-like fervor.

"As you wish, Avada Kedavra!" A green beam struck Ludendorff from behind.

It was Ares appeared.

He was not dressed Sir Patrick.

Instead, he was dressed in Hogwarts school uniform and holding a wand.

"What an idiot."

The wand was waved lightly.

Ludendorff's body turned to ashes.

"There are clearly two gods in front of you."

He was surrounded by screams, curses, and the sound of bullets being chambered.

He simply waved his wand again, "Freeze all."

Everyone except Basil and Diana was rendered unable to move.

"Hello, my sister, and the unfamiliar deities."

Ares was not nervous because of his own weakness and the presence of a god at his peak beside him.

The wondrous magic from Lupin Remus is his greatest trump card right now.

They reacted wonderfully with divine power, His authority.

This allowed him to be fearless even when facing Zeus at his peak.

Not to mention that after he killed the gods, he also obtained Zeus's thunderbolt.

"I will destroy humanity and create a new intelligent race."

Would you like to join?

"As the king of gods, I allow the existence of other gods."

Basil ignored him and turned away. "Three minutes, without using the hammer, to kill him."

"Three minutes, a toddler? A demigod born of Zeus and the Amazons, and me, the last god in our pantheon?" Ares narrowed his eyes.

Clearly, Lupin's memory had greatly improved his temper.

Otherwise, this hall would be in ruins by now.

"Time is tight, goodbye, brother." Diana raised her right hand, which crackled with electricity and coalesced into a spear. "Lightning Spear!"

The spear, imbued with the power of banishment, was hurled.

It acts on the space where Ares is located.

Ares appeared in the forest outside the castle, and then a burst of lightning instantly turned the entire forest into scorched earth.

"Finite Incantatem!"

Ares plunged his wand into the ground, leaving behind the green patch beneath his feet and keeping the lightning outside the Madoka.

Watching Diana fly off in the direction Ares was banished, Basil surveyed his surroundings again—the intact hall and the immobile people inside. "Truly merciful."

"A wise approach," Ares said. "If we cause mass deaths, it will also be beneficial to me, who possesses the divine authority of war."

"Death, hunger, disease, and destruction are all secondary domains of war."

He brandished his magic wand like a conductor on a stage, causing the Dadi to churn and the wind to howl as it hurtled towards the tiny figure in the air.

In response, Diana simply raised her lightning spear once more and coldly declared, "Lightning Spear!"

A dazzling burst of lightning spread out.

The wind stopped.

The Dadi returned to calm.

The space solidified like a swamp.

This attack was far more complex than simply condensing and releasing divine power of lightning.

It is a trial launched against all things in the universe!

If it's fate, then let fate evaporate!

If it is death, then death retreats!

For the first time, Ares's eyes turned serious, a stare that was now almost synonymous with the concept of war.

At the critical moment, he recited the incantation.

"Avada Kedavra!"

The death of all things is condensed into this short incantation.

The dazzling green light neutralized the lightning, killing the enemy.

On the other side.

Basil looked toward a corner of the castle.

"Trevor, why are you here?"

Trevor, completely stunned by the distant sky tinged with various halos of light and the Dadi trembling, took a long time to react. "I just wanted to see the end of the German army and the arrival of peace."

"Then watch closely." Basil tapped the air again. "The two who will truly decide the course of this war."

The view from ten miles away unfolded before him.

"Incredible, incredible!" Ares laughed wildly amidst the lightning. "You only possess divine power, and it is so weak, yet you are on par with me."

Through the magic of Fiendfyre, he materialized the flames of war that existed only in his mind, surrounding him.

Do you know what my strongest spell is?

"It's not Killing Curse."

"It's not Fiendfyre."

"It is Dance Spell."

"From a civilized perspective, war is chaos, it is entropy."

"This spell is chaos; a wizard once used it to detonate a volcano."

His wand pointed at himself.

"Tarantella Dance!"

The invisible flames of war expanded by nearly ten or even a hundred times with a deafening roar.

Even the magic wand made from the golden apple tree and Zeus's tendrils turned to ashes.

Ares lost his human form, completely abandoning the gentleness and rationality brought by Lupin's memories, and becoming one with the intangible and intangible flames of war.

Although the flames of war are invisible.

But the Sea of Thunder has a physical form.

Against the backdrop of a tangible sea of thunder, the Hydra, formed from the condensation of war, is revealed, constantly biting at the sky.

Diana still stood high in the sky, like a supreme deity, hurling heavenly fire and lightning to judge the demons on Dadi.

One, one snake head was severed.

But it seemed to be just like the real Hydra, regenerating its severed head in an instant while constantly approaching the high altitude where she was.

Diana stared calmly at the approaching snake head and its enormous fangs.

It remains standing in the same spot, showing no intention of moving an inch.

But she wasn't as calm as she appeared.

Because the agreed three minutes were getting closer and closer.

She was constantly chanting incantations in her mind to enhance the power of the final blow brewing within her body.

But she wasn't confident she could deliver a fatal blow.

A slightly unsavory thought flashed through my mind.

She quickly buried it.

But the heroic deeds of Greek Mythology that flashed through her mind instantly moved her.

Compared to them, her idea was relatively noble.

"Nymphadora Tonks, Nymphadora Tonks!" Diana uttered the name.

The Hydra instantly revealed its human form.

Diana seized the moment, and the spell she had recited a hundred times in her mind instantly came out. "Expelliarmus!"

This was inspired by Ares's Dance Spell.

If the Dance Spell represents chaos.

The Expelliarmus that removes the enemy's wand and stops the duel is surely a way to end war and put an end to conflict.

And indeed, just as she had thought, the Expelliarmus spell contained in the Lightning Strike Spear was like a deadly poison to Ares.

The true source of the immortality of the gods lies in the shattering of divine authority.

Under the red lightning, the illusion of the Hydra vanished completely.

Ares, now in mortal form, was on the verge of death after expending his last bit of divine power to conjure up a Hogwarts robe.

That name, the Expelliarmus, suggests that Hogwarts might indeed exist somewhere in this world.

With his blurred eyes, he looked at the landing figure and stretched out his hand weakly, "Take me home, take me back to Hogwarts."

"I will take your body to Hogwarts," Diana said with a hint of pity.

The one who exists now is no longer Ares, but the Werewolf wizard Remus Lupin.

Ares, no, Remus Lupin forced a smile as he died completely as the Werewolf wizard.

"How foolish," Basil sighed. "As a god, he could have maximized the use of the strongest aspect of Lupin he inherited—the Wolfsbane Curse. But he chose not to use it."

"If used, he might not die within three minutes."

"What a pity, I was hoping to see Greek Mythology version of Coryat Stark."

"How funny it would be if Ares, with Lupin's face, said, 'Chase him, wolves!'"

"Hogwarts in Greek Mythology? That's strange, I feel a bit of empathy for it." Even though this meant peace had arrived, Trevor wasn't happy at all.

"Trevor, where do you want to be buried after you die? Your true homeland America, or your spiritual home, England?" Basil asked.

"Of course it's England, preferably London," Trevor said without hesitation.

"That's the answer," Basil shrugged.