21 Good Bye (1/2)
”God Arts - Heaven's Arsenal.” Ares says with a calm and cocky voice.
”~~~!”
Without a warning a spear shaped thunderbolt as if it was made of a soul appears beside Ares and goes upwards piercing through the lightning made from sniper rifle, right above Ares in an instant. The huge lightning fired by the sniper is scattered throughtout the sky which was in wrath, to fragments and even the dark smoke like clouds in the sky were scoured like dust dispersion . It was an unimaginable power, the spear is as powerful as the lightning bolt of Zeus, with enough energy to split up the earth.
It's not over yet, the katana that Ares is holding seems to be shining brightly aming the bleak atmosphere while emitting pieces of soul fragments. Those soul fragments are taking the form of weapons, after a while the sword in Ares's hand disappeared completely leaving an insane amount of weapons of every kind a spear, straight sword, trident, arrows, dagger, staff, bident which is a two-pronged version of trident, hammer, crescent axe, scythe, spiked cudgel, mace, Dacian Flax, club, javelin and many more other weapons around Ares. Glowing and aimed, seemed to be made of the soul of sword and are emitting heavenly aura as if the Gods granted Ares those gifts, bestowing their blessings in white radiance of divine weapons. It's almost like all the weapons used by heaven's guardian surrounded Ares assembling in a sphere like structure around him.
Zoilas is more than scared at his wit end. His pants are wet like he peed himself as he witnessed the power that resembled the Gods. -*”Wh- whaa- what i-i-n-in the world is this? Are all those weapons made of his spiritual power, all alone?”* Zoilas stuttered terrified as his mind tried to process out what he just saw.
”NOT EVEN THE FIVE STAR GENERAL WHO IS HAILED AS THE ONLY MORTAL THAT CAN RIVAL GODS, POSSESSED SUCH POWER!” Zoilas shouts loudly as he trembles and whimpers in fear acknowledging his end.
*Swoosh~~* all the weapons around Ares out of nowhere are released and are shot toward the soldiers at a very fast pace. The weapons travelled piercing the air at an enormous speed like a huge storm of light sweeping away an entire city.
Before Zoilas could grab a hold of the situation , all the soldiers along with rest of Caracus villagers have been cut down, thrashed and decapitated like something invisible slaughtered them all. Zoilas is the only person now standing alive in the entirely vast stretched cemetery along with Ares.
Zoilas immediately runs towards Ares like a coward, without any pride he kneel and begs Ares to spare his life. The arrogant man ran for his life, turning from a lion into a mouse.
”Ares, Ares please I have a family. I never wanted to do this from the first. I was forced by the higher up's I'm from Aztec not Agartha, really. I'm one of the ground support regiment. Please let me live Ares... please” Zoilas keep blabbering Ares all sort of excuses that came into his mind repeatedly, to make Ares take mercy on him, but Ares whose heart had completely turned into a blood pumping machine devoid of emotions, gazes down upon Zoilas with a grin- dark expression and no emotion can be sense from him at that moment.
”Cut your neck off by yourself, it will be an easy death.” Ares mocks Zoilas as he did with Edward, without any trace of softness.
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”You won't get away with just this! you will know how big of a mistake you are doing! You don't even know who is involved in this.” Zoilas threatens angrily once he was so sure of dying a horrible death, setting a symbol of terror for generations.
A spears runs down on the head of Zoilas from his temple and comes out splitting his body into two. while he is on ground with a thump. ”GoodBye” Ares says as he looks up at the sky, thinking about all the villagers and his friends that died here. And also the thought of soldiers crossed his mind that he killed mercilessly.