Ange has never been a "pure French fries" who will die as soon as the enemy catches him.
At least he is someone who has met Odin.
Even if he was facing the God King, Ange was not weak at all.
Not to mention, Ange also brought his guardians: the moment Ares appeared, Diana twisted her waist and quietly raised her right hand. It looked like her left hip was slightly protruding, making an S shape, but in fact she was preparing to pull out her right hand.
She raised her sword; Penthesilea silently pulled up the right corner of her skirt and made a high slit in her evening dress to facilitate the subsequent battle.
Only Ange hugged the flexible waists of the two women quite comfortably, as if he was enjoying the blessing of both of them.
He just smiled and calmly resolved the pressure from Ares.
This is a typical hard numerical test. Once Ange's will fails, there is no need for negotiation. Ares can directly oppress or destroy Ange's mind and turn him into a miserable slave.
Human beings do not need to negotiate terms with ants, and gods do not need to reason with mortals.
It's that simple and crude.
Ange looked at the existence written as Ludendorff and pronounced as Ares, and the corner of his mouth raised slightly.
Since he can play trap, the God of War can also play.
In this life, Ares didn't even bother to use the identity of British boss Patrick to hide himself.
"Are you Reinhard von Lohenkrahm?"
"Are you General Ludendorff?"
It sounds like an innocuous opening, but it actually contains a hidden edge.
Ange didn't even use honorifics.
Normally, this would undoubtedly anger a god, but Ares was clearly in a good mood.
"Want to talk first?"
"You can talk about it, or you don't have to talk about it."
In the second round, Ares was testing, and Ange responded with a seemingly cold response, but it made Ares appreciate Ange even more.
What I said just now implies a question about whether to start a fight. It seems that a fight will start immediately if there is a disagreement, but what is the cost?
Once the divine war begins, none of the German nobles at the banquet, male or female, will survive.
Ange's answer was intriguing - I don't care if we start fighting regardless of the lives of civilians, but if you want to talk, you can talk. This kind of flexible moral bottom line is quite in line with Ares's taste.
Diana and Penthesilea were nervous. For a long time, they had adapted to Ange's approach of taking the lead. They didn't know what kind of medicine Ange sold in his gourd, but they were able to suppress the fighting impulse in their hearts.
Therefore, it seemed to others that General Ludendorff admired this young Junker nobleman named Reinhard so much that he even left the banquet temporarily to chat with him privately.
Others who didn't know the inside story looked at him with envy.
Laughing to death!
Ange saved their lives.
When you come to the side hall of the castle, your own servants will serve you drinks and refreshments.
No one touches these things.
Compared to Ange, the hostility between the two Amazon female warriors spread unceremoniously at this time. Even the guard guarding the door felt something was wrong and was considering whether to draw a gun.
"Your Mightiness?"
"Get out! Stay away from this room. No matter what happens, don't come near it."
Since this was a direct order from His Excellency the General, they had no choice but to obey it.
After all the servants and guards had left the side hall, Ares sat down opposite Ange and the others very relaxedly. He looked like a white-haired old man, and he naturally had the pride of being the main god.
"Relax! Especially you - Diana, my half-sister!" His low and magnetic voice did have an inexplicable power. Even a woman with divine nature like Penthesilea,
I was also secretly affected by it.
She was shocked and quickly turned to look at the two people next to her.
Diana arched her body slightly and had already pulled out the Divine Sword and Divine Shield from the space bag, as if she was going to fight in the next second.
On the other hand, Ange, he, he actually sat down comfortably.
Seeing Ange's expression, Ares smiled. There was a mysterious power in his laughter that could actually resonate with their souls: "That's right! Diana, learn from your partners, this is the way to deal with things.
"
Ange's sitting posture was quite rough. He spread his legs and sat carelessly.
This gesture made Ares very fond of him: "Kratos, let me call you this. Although I don't know what your real name is, I admire you."
"The name is just a code name. As for the admiration of the majestic God of War, I cannot afford it. The last Menelaus whom you valued was a dead man." Ange replied softly but firmly.
"No, no, no! Menelaus is a weak and incompetent fool! I gave him a long life, but he actually accomplished nothing and spent his long life running a boring empire. You are completely different from him.
It’s different, you…have the potential for [war]!”
Ares's voice carries a strong sense of bewitchment. In fact, the system in Ange's retina that no one can see has already jumped frantically and warned like a swipe on the screen: [Ares, the God of War, is inciting your host (War of War)
Heart), making a will test... Since the host has received Athena's blessing of victory, the difficulty of the identification is halved... The test is passed...]
Almost every three words Ares forced Ange to make a check.
Theoretically, any failure in the test may push his soul to the God of War.
Ange was extremely lucky that before looking for Ares, he ran to Athena's lair. Without her strength, Ange might have been able to survive. He was sure that it would never be as easy as it is now.
Diana glanced at Ange several times. Of course she felt the terrifying invisible confrontation. If it were her, she wouldn't dare to say that she would definitely be able to take it. When there was no other way, she held her sword and shield and began to slowly move toward him.
Move left.
In response, Penthesilea, who was also holding a lower-level artifact, faced to the right, and the three of them slowly semi-surrounded Ares in a 120-degree fan shape.
Ares...actually didn't respond.
Perhaps this is the absolute pride of the strong man who overturned the entire Olympus god system!
He was more interested in Ange than Diana.
When Ares mentioned the word [potential], Ange sneered: "Potential? The potential of being a dog?"
"No, no, no!" Ares shook his right index finger: "Only guys with bad brains can be dogs. I think you and Diana have seen through the nature of human beings - even if they don't
My instigation, in order to plunder and possess the wealth of other existences, they will also start wars themselves."
"What!?" Diana couldn't help but spat.
Ares continued to talk to himself: "Humans have always been like this and will always be like this. Cowardly, cruel, and selfish! They can do the most terrible things. I have always hoped that the gods can see how evil the human beings created by my father are.
It's a pity that the gods refused, so I destroyed them. However, for humans, I have the last glimmer of hope to see if I can find some individuals among them who are beyond the group, then cultivate them, and make final observations."
Having said this, Ares looked at Ange and Diana: "I am very satisfied with Kratos. Come to me with Diana, and I will make you my followers!"