Please Let Me Ascend to the Throne of Heroes
Chapter 83

Ares, God of War, Descends Here

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Stheno Euryale, like Medusa, originated from the manifestation of the power of the earth.

They both belong to the ' Earth Mother Goddess ' and are also Athena's Subordinate God goddesses, serving as priests in the temple.

They are known to later generations as the ' Gorgon Sisters' —but they are not called that now.

However, the fact that she is a sister has already been confirmed.

But Medusa sister, is actually somewhat afraid of her two older sisters.

Because they 'punish' themselves, and are often mocked by others.

"Hmm..." Noticing that Stheno and Euryale had focused their attention on Rovi, Medusa thought she was going to be 'punished' again. At the same time, she looked up at him.

As the Three Goddesses under Athena, they do not directly participate in battles, but they also have the duty to observe the war in order to maintain the ' Scales of Victory '.

Under their watchful eyes, a battle was about to break out.

With just one sentence and one expression, Rovi ignited the Spartans' raging fury, which was like a barrel of fire.

Raising their spears and wielding their shields, the tall, muscular Spartans transformed their weapons into a whirlwind capable of crushing everything in their path.

They were both crazy, yet they worked together seamlessly.

The Athenians, unable to see the situation clearly, wisely remained on the sidelines and observed.

In the vast wilderness, only the roars of the Spartans continued— Rovi neither dodged nor avoided them, letting their attacks approach him.

A gun landed on his sleeve and then snapped off.

"No, that's not right." Rovi, somewhat disappointed. "Focus your energy, directly channel the magic into the spear, make the magic vibrate..."

A shield slammed heavily onto his back, but the Spartans wielding the shield hadn't anticipated that he would not only fail to move Rovi, but would also be thrown backward by a strong recoil that left his hands numb.

"A shield isn't something you can just throw! You can throw it too, and a gun can be thrown too—you can throw it with magic power, you can smash it!"

The more Rovi spoke, the more mocking and jarring it sounded to the Spartans.

"Damn it, you bastard, I'll make you pay!" a strong Spartans roared.

"Are you yelling at your mother? I'll teach you a lesson!"

Rovi patted the head of the Sparta warrior in front of him heavily.

"Damn it..." The Sparta warrior roared as if he had no teacher.

"You dare to talk back?!" Rovi said helplessly.

To be honest, aside from his initial sarcastic remarks, everything he said afterwards was actually serious.

Although he didn't have much hope, he still hoped they would kill him.

Rovi tried raising his hand and throwing a punch.

Perhaps this will give them an opportunity to unleash their full power?

His fist exploded in the air, creating a shockwave.

It didn't work out.

Then someone seized the opportunity to grab his leg and try to push him to the ground.

Rovi did indeed fall.

In a single exchange, he was defeated.

But the result was that the moment the body landed, the surrounding land collapsed and subsided, the soil cracked, and the cracks spread like a spider web.

The Spartans was directly swept away by the rebounding impact and knocked unconscious inside.

He lost too.

"I... ah..."

His eyes rolled back, he convulsed for a moment, and then he lost consciousness.

Rovi, on the contrary, stood up as if nothing had happened. "Yes, we can only find gods, or at least Demigod Hero."

Unbeknownst to him, after being reshaped by the Tiamat, the Mother Goddess, his physique had become so powerful that he was almost impervious to bullets.

These ordinary people couldn't even break through his defenses.

The surrounding area was littered with Spartans —they were panting, their eyes were glazed, and they had no wounds on their bodies, but they were all exhausted and had no strength left to fight.

They did not lose the battle.

But they lost the war.

But in fact, throughout the entire process, Rovi could be said to have never fought back at all.

He was knocked down countless times.

Losing and losing.

The Athenians were dumbfounded.

Is this a way of playing?

"Cough cough cough..." Rovi coughed softly and glanced around.

He did not win.

But Athens... seems to have won?

"Long live Goddess Athena!" The Athenians on the other side finally realized what was happening.

"By Goddess Athena!"

They shouted, and by this time it was clear that Rovi was the helper Athena had sent.

A strange 'hero' who can't hit anyone.

Because of his existence, Athens won the victory, and also avoided the loss of lives on both sides...

"So that's how it is. Is this what you were planning?"

Inside the city of Athens, in the temple where Athena resided, the silver-haired Divine General her gaze away from the battlefield, as if lost in thought for a moment.

Rovi did not seek victory for himself.

However, through his own repeated failures, he achieved victory in Athens.

This victory, though not glorious, prevented a bloody war.

Afterwards, the surviving Athenians would thank him.

Although the defeated Spartans might be resentful, they wouldn't hold too much grudge against Rovi.

Even the bravest warriors will instinctively want to stay away from death.

"It seems that in terms of wisdom, you are indeed not to be underestimated... Sage Rovi."

The Goddess Athena pondered, her thoughts drifting slightly as she closed her eyes.

At that very moment, Athena, who had just closed her eyes, suddenly opened them, stood up, her silver hair flowing freely, her white dress billowing in the wind, and her body slightly tense.

"Ares— "

Her face was somewhat solemn as she turned her gaze back to the battlefield.

The people of Athens rejoiced, while the Sparta teetered on the brink of death... At the same time, Rovi also raised his head.

What came into view was a tall figure standing against the sky. He was wearing armor and helmet, holding a spear and shield, and stood on a bronze chariot pulled by four horses. He exuded a terrifying and frenzied aura.

He is Ares.

Among the Twelve Main Gods of Olympus is Ares, the Ares.

Everyone was terrified.

The Three Goddesses simultaneously became somewhat nervous.

Gods and celestial beings exert a powerful sense of intimidation and oppression over mortals, and the supreme god also exerts spiritual suppression over the Subordinate God.

"Damn Athena, how dare you resort to such a trick to ambush my people!" Ares surveyed the crowd below, his voice booming, a deep, guttural roar, "To use tricks before the great Ares, God of War, mortal, have you considered the consequences?"

"Ares, God of War, will show no mercy in executing any who disobey—"

Ares was aggressive.

But Rovi was very happy.

Just as he had hoped, Ares, God of War, finally couldn't resist... and came in person.

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