Novel & Cerita Dios Griego Ares

Then Leonidas' face showed the tiredness of everything that happened today as he stared at them, his voice soft, "You would take care of him, wouldn't you?" Loukas smiled, sincerity in his eyes."He has your blood. Why would I not?" Leonidas smiled. "Thank you" "So what is next?" Fani asked, "Achilles is dead but does Ares still not rule Olympus?" The wind blew again at them, Leonidas' letting it talk to him just like she always understood it, before he looked at the sky above him. There, in the sky was a figure dressed in black, black wings flapping loudly from his back with a tail flipping in the wind and two horns in his head, dark divine energy flowing through him before he disappeared.

Fennel wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at Ares, who was also gasping for breath and injured. He said with a smile, “As expected of War God Ares. Such combat power is very strong.” Ares looked at Fennel coldly, took a deep breath, and said, “Apollo, you’re stronger than I thought. You’re the second person I admire in my life. The first is my father, and you’re the second.”

While I was sorting out the pages, I suddenly read the name Arie, so I tried to read it out of curiosity. It was a tale about one of the twin goddesses named Arie. She was born with both the power of the sun and the moon within her, despite being the daughter of Lev, the minor god bearing the power of the sun. There were tales stating that she and Ayla were both children of Sephtis when he pretended to be Lev before he was sent to the Abyss. It is due to the fact that they both possess the insignia of the moon on their foreheads. However, she also possesses the insignia of the sun, and her appearance is clearly a replica of that of the first ruler.

❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ Oops, does anyone know what Hyun Ki would do to Aphrodite? So, just wait for the next chapter :) [Greek Mythology: Ares, the Hated Olympian God of War] Ares is the son of Zeus and Hera. He had two guards, namely Phobos and Deimos. He is known as the god of war who is always thirsty for blood battles. Ares ruled over the means of war, attack and defense of cities, rebellion, plunder, virility, and courage. For those of you who are curious about the story of this god of war, consider the series of facts about Ares in the following Greek mythological story.

Ares chuckled at the corners of his lips, holding it up to form a mocking gesture at Morgan whose face was getting redder, he could see the one pure god's brows slanted sharply as he shot a glare at him, "Why? Am I telling the truth?" Ares is the god of war and trembling is not his style, he has gone through many wars with many victories anyway, then just a Morgan? Just a god who never even used his powers, Morgan was just an amateur god, there was no reason for Ares to be afraid of Morgan.

Because, if they really asked for it, then Damien would spend his entire vacation just giving them all names. "Your body looks shrouded in black armor, has wings and claws, not only attack power but defensive abilities are quite good. You also have a very strong and dark killing aura. Should I name you after one of the Olympian gods in Greek mythology? What about Ares?" Damien was reminded of one of the Olympian gods, Ares. Ares is a bloodthirsty god and is the embodiment of murder. Ares rules over the means of war, assault and defense of cities, rebellion, plunder, virility, and courage.

"I'm actually here to talk to you about something." I blinked at the drowning mash potatoes in the thick gravy, not thinking anything of what he said. Whenever Ares comes in here, he always have a tray of a food, he always sits in that chair, and he always talks. It could be questions, it could stories about his past, or maybe's Theós. He finally explained how he and Theós are brothers. Well twins actually. Fraternal twins. While Theós took after their dad who was English and Greek, Aries took after their mom, who was South Korean.

Suddenly, a flurry of arrows flew through the air, embedding themselves in the bodies of the advancing gods. Ares spun around, his eyes blazing with rage. "Artemis!" he snarled, his voice like a thunderclap. "You dare interfere?" Artemis stepped forward, her silver bow at the ready. "I will interfere when my friends are threatened," Artemis said, her voice cold and fierce. "And this ends now." Ares' face twisted in fury. "You think you can stop me? I am the God of War. No one can stand against me."

I wasn't ready to move on, not yet. I walk out of my room, hugging my clothes, and at the same time, Ares, my brother, comes out of the bathroom while steam from inside is smoking out. His short black hair is damped and loose, and his five o'clock shadow has been shaved as the towel wrapped around his waist reveals his torso with tattoos of the Filipino sun on his right chest and a Japanese design covering his whole right arm. He has another one on his back with the Greek words agape, pistis, and theos.

"You would rather be a powerful tyrant and force someone to love you as Zeus did with Hera than to do the right thing, you sicken me... but I am forced to follow your command." Aven smirked "And...?" "And?! He tricked her and ravished her after his offer was spurned, as her own brother". Aven smiled "You compare me to a god...but darling didn't they create one of the most powerful gods in Greek mythology? Ares. Ares wed Aphrodite and Aphrodite is the one who spoke to me... therefore we will be wed if the time so comes to me ravishing you, then I will." I clenched my fists, keeping my mouth shut. I tried to rip the needles from my arm and attempted to place one foot on the cold ground. I fell