413: The Third Prince of Red Lotus

Nezha sneered, “Then let me see how capable you, the God of War of Olympus, truly are!”

The Wind-Fire Wheels beneath Nezha’s feet glowed red, and Three-Flavored Divine Fire suddenly erupted from the Fire Tipped Spear.

The tip of the Fire Tipped Spear, like a nimble snake, changed unpredictably as it thrust towards Ares’s throat.

Ares’s eyes were bloodshot; at this moment, he had transformed into a bloodthirsty mad god.

All reason was consumed by the desire for slaughter and bloodlust, and because of this, he gained a comprehensive improvement in his combat prowess.

Ares dodged Nezha’s thrust with a sidestep, then used his long spear to stab towards Nezha’s heart.

Nezha countered, using the Fire Tipped Spear to parry the long spear.

But just as Nezha parried the long spear, a string of blood beads splattered from Ares’s long spear.

The string of blood beads landed on Nezha, who immediately felt a burning sensation.

Wisps of red mist emerged, seemingly corroding Nezha’s body.

The madness in Ares’s eyes grew more intense. “Heh heh, little brat, come and merge with the desire for slaughter with me.”

With Ares’s battle cry, Nezha felt an evil Aura trying to enter his body.

And Ares’s long spear shed its disguise, turning blood-red.

Ares’s entire long spear was a manifestation of Killing Intent.

There are many types of War Law; among them, what Athena controls leans towards war strategy, while the War Law Ares controls leans towards chaos and slaughter.

Therefore, as fellow masters of the War Law, Ares and Athena have always looked down on each other.

Feeling the erosion of that killing Aura, Nezha frowned and roared, “Mere Killing Qi, trying to shake my will?

Transform!”

Nezha’s Aura suddenly changed, and an Aura that looked down on all gods spread out across the battlefield with a roar.

Flames ignited around Nezha’s body; amidst the raging inferno, Nezha’s Dharma Idol fully manifested, with three heads and six arms, unrivaled under heaven!

That Killing Intent was crushed into dust by the might of Nezha’s Dharma Idol.

Ares felt the power of Nezha’s Dharma Idol, and a look of intoxication appeared on Ares’s face.

“Hahaha, now this is exciting! Then let me show you my War Law, [Slaughter Battlefield]!”

Ares’s Aura suddenly changed, and the surrounding space also underwent some kind of transformation.

Above the originally barren yellow desert, countless fresh blood suddenly seeped out, and shouts of battle echoed from an unknown direction.

It was as if this vast desert had transformed into a bloody ancient battlefield.

Ares stood at the center of the battlefield, raising the long spear in his hand, “Little brat, let me show you the power of slaughter!”

The blood-red ground suddenly began to flow, like a vast expanse of viscous magma.

Suddenly, the magma churned, and countless blood-colored long spears shot out from within, like a fireworks display at a festival.

Tens of thousands of long spears all rushed towards Nezha, like a formation of fireworks at a festival celebration.

Battle Intent surged in Nezha’s eyes; he pointed towards the sky, and the power of his Dharma Idol exploded fiercely.

In the sky, countless Magic Treasures suddenly appeared!

Immortal-Beating Brick, Demon-Slaying Sword, Demon-Chopping Blade…

Countless treasures and weapons rained down from the sky, as if it were a storm of weaponry.

The blood-colored long spears and the myriad Magic Treasures collided, and in an instant, an energy storm erupted on this bloody battlefield!

The ground was instantly riddled with holes, torn into pieces.

The Olympian gods observing from afar also turned their gazes.

“This little brat doesn’t look big, but he’s actually so powerful!”

Hades, the King of the Netherworld, came to Zeus’s side and whispered, “Lord Zeus, should we send someone to help Ares?”

A look of disdain appeared on Zeus’s face. “Don’t worry, Ares’s capabilities are more than this!”

In the battlefield, Ares was now completely consumed by the desire for slaughter!

“Hahaha, kill, kill, kill!

My Spartans, charge!”

Loud battle cries echoed across the bloody battlefield, and from the deep red cracks in the ground, crimson-eyed Spartan death warriors crawled out one by one.

Tens of thousands of Spartan warriors, holding long spears and raising their shields, charged towards Nezha.

Nezha looked at the Spartan death warriors resurrected from the Netherworld, unafraid.

“Enough, Master, today, I shall unleash a great slaughter!”

Killing Intent surged in Nezha’s eyes, and a red lotus mark slowly emerged between his eyebrows.

“You insignificant beings of Olympus, today you shall witness the Divine Might of I, the Third Prince of the Red Lotus!”

Boom!

The ground beneath Nezha’s feet trembled; suddenly, the ground beneath him turned directly into ashes, and countless Red Lotus Karmic Fire erupted from underground, as if tearing open the gates of Hell.

Nezha was now burning with deep red flames, his entire being directly transforming into a streak of fire, charging towards the tens of thousands of Spartans.

Ares looked at the endless Red Lotus Karmic Fire, and his mind, clouded by the desire for slaughter, seemed to clear a little.

“Ah!”

Screams erupted from among the Spartan death warriors.

Their combat power was indeed terrifying, but they were, after all, just war Puppets summoned by Ares.

Facing the Red Lotus Karmic Fire that could burn even Souls, how could they possibly resist?

One by one, the Spartans clutched their burns, rolling on the ground, trying to extinguish the flames on their bodies.

Due to their sheer numbers, the Spartans behind them didn't react at all, directly trampling their comrades in front.

For a moment, the Spartan attack, under the scorching of the Red Lotus Karmic Fire, actually devolved into a large-scale stampede.

Ares watched, his gaze gradually turning cold.

He had never expected that after all his maneuvers, the opponent would gain the upper hand.

The other Olympian gods, especially Lord Zeus, were still watching, and if he couldn't defeat this brat, he would surely be mocked.

Thinking of this, Ares disregarded many things; two enormous giant phantoms suddenly appeared behind him.

One was a Hundred-Armed Giant, and the other was a Cyclops.

In the battle where Zeus defeated the Titan God Race, these two giants had once been his aid.

Now, Ares also intended to use the power of these two giants to defeat this Third Prince of the Red Lotus.

The two giant phantoms integrated into Ares’s left and right arms, respectively.

Immediately, savage and wild Divine Power filled Ares’s body.

The surging Divine Power caused Ares to continuously expand; his two eyes gradually moved towards the center, eventually merging into a single eye.

Ares’s back continuously swelled, like a huge hump.

Suddenly, the skin on his back ruptured, and countless arms emerged from behind him.

“Roar!”

Ares brandished hundreds of arms, and countless palms, like a furious storm, slapped towards Nezha.