Ares Really Had Done Every Evil Deed

Ares sprawled on the ground, his eyes vacant as meaningless sounds escaped his mouth.

His entire body was blackened and gleaming, more than half his hair had been burned away, and he looked utterly miserable.

Ares could use the power of lightning, but that did not mean he was immune to electricity. Otherwise, Zeus would not have been able to hang him up and whip him.

That was perfectly reasonable.

Thor was called the God of Thunder, yet he still got knocked flat by electricity all the time. Ares was merely the God of War, so it was only natural that he could not withstand lightning.

Du Mu looked at Ares, who resembled a lump of charcoal, and immediately laughed. "What a glutton. He ate his own skill."

He gave Ares no chance to recover. Strike while he was down and finish him off.

Using the magic on the Lightning Rod, Du Mu recalled it from Ares's hand. He then raised his arm, and immense Fear Power shot into the sky, its yellow radiance illuminating the entire heavens.

The Fear Power rapidly gathered high above, gradually condensing into an incomparably massive spear—the Spear of Longinus, enlarged in perfect proportion.

Its tip pointed straight down at the ground as it hovered in the sky, like the Sword of Damocles.

This Spear of Longinus was absurdly huge. The spearhead alone was over a hundred meters long, while the shaft extended upward into the clouds, its end impossible to see.

The enormous spear hung in the sky, its shadow covering nearly half the battlefield. It radiated such terrifying pressure that it made people feel unable to breathe.

Everyone looked up at the Spear of Longinus that blotted out the sky, their faces filled with indescribable shock.

What a huge spear!

"Starting today, damn