Warlock of War: My Ares System

Chapter 292 Training With Ares (Final)

It was obvious Athena wanted me to obtain such power and most likely pick The Fool, who has unlimited potential… but I assume with the blood of gods flowing through my veins, I'm somewhat similar to that condition.

"I won't be your pawn, grandma,"

From now on, my goal is to obtain skills within the tarot power section of my status, and then once both my prince of blood skills and tarot powers have been polished to the utmost max… I'll combine them.

I saw on the internet while still in the overworld that combining skills is actually possible, and if that is true, then, of course, I won't hesitate to give them what they want in exchange for it.

By combining these two god-given skill sections… I'll form my own originality.

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Since that fateful day, a month has passed, and it was time for me to finally complete this by pushing my body to its mental and physical limits.

I felt my lungs set alight with a blazing demonic flame that just wouldn't let go of my internal organs.

It spread further and further until I could no longer feel my body, yet somehow, my body still moved on its own.

Through the repetition of this process, I had created an instinct that caused my body to fight even past its limit, but that only carried me so far.

So, as my body defended against the dwindling number of aggressive servants, I made sure to use my skills properly and make sure that they were actually used to their most efficient and greatest potential.

Wasting just a single drop of mana would result in me dying, so while I began to push myself to my physical limit, my mental limit was also approaching this insane ceiling.

"Huff… huff… huff… huff… This is the first time I've come so far…." I muttered, given a chance to rest as the remaining servants, which were around thirty people, kept a distant perimeter of eyes around me.

They observed me like they were watching a rabid beast that was ready to pounce and leap out of its cage, chewing through the metal bars and ripping their faces off.

Most were silent, but some were actually heaving for air just a bit, allowing me to know that I was doing something correctly.

"Hm… alright…"

I had been torn out of [Influence of Battle], but it was a conscious idea since I really needed the extra bit of mana.

From the number of servants left, I knew I could keep track of most of them without having an overhead view, but the only downside was that the exhaustion of my body came flowing right back in.

So, using [Breath of the Snowy Underworld], I calmed the adrenaline within my body till my flesh had basically become stone.

No, my entire being was like that of a stone as I pushed this passive skill to its limit, making sure to slow down the world around me.

The good thing about this skill was that it cost no mana, but that doesn't mean I can just use it for free.

If I use it too often, my body won't be able to keep up, and my organs will begin to develop frost, creating the chance for when the fight is done, I'll actually just drop dead.

In fact, my body was slowing down even as I began to move and create heat, so I intended to finish this quickly.

All the pain within my body was numb, not like I felt most of my body anyway, but slowly as the servants began to charge in, trying various formations to catch me off guard, I planted a seed right below my foot.

The dark aura surrounding me injected itself into the tough floor, but after all the shattering moves and cracking that had spread across the room, it was easily able to penetrate it without much trouble.

FWOOSH FWOOSH TING TING TING TING

I guarded carefully, attacked surgically, and eventually dwindled the numbers down to a clean twenty, but I felt my body pushing its limit once again.

My supernatural breath can only do so much against the forces of such godly beings who stood before me.

Although, the thing I had been slowly controlling had finished its final waltz and suddenly shot from the ground below each and every single servant.

There were too many before, but now that the numbers had dwindled to such an easy number, even my near-empty mana pool can pull this off.

"[FREEZE]!" I shouted with the influence of my ancient tongue, tearing my throat to shreds but giving just enough time to split every single servant present in the room.

I had won… but soon dropped dead upon seeing the last-ditch efforts of these pitiful people letting out their last breaths.

"Ugh… shit,"

There were gaping holes in my torso, legs, arms, and even neck, causing my vision to tilt all the way until my head severed from my neck and my consciousness disappeared.

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The sound of a faint beating glow, like an angelic heart pumping ichor throughout the depths of the world, slightly greeted me.

When I awoke, unsurprisingly, Ares and Arachne were lenient, allowing that past tie to be counted as a win for me.

I was the only living thing in the room, with all of the other servants presumably returning to their positions within the godly palace.

Slowly, I looked to the side and found a paper vibrating a dim golden glow with the following information on it.

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[Human: Lu Bu]

[Specialty: Spear]

[Difficulty Level: A+]

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"Another teacher quest, huh? So… you want me to master the way of the spear or something? You think my skills are subpar?" I turned to the towering man behind me.

"Absolutely not, but compared to the foes you'll face in the future, you'll need his training," Ares responded before letting out a hand to help me up.

Slowly, I took it before a glowing purple portal revealed itself behind me.

"But, you may go back now. No need to use that item straight away… you can save it,"

"Thanks… I guess"