Mobius's performance was like an emerald among a pile of rocks, radiating his own brilliance.
This brilliance made Ares, the God of War, even more pleased; such a subordinate god would surely provide him with immense help in the future.
One by one, disgusting and grotesque monsters turned into blood mist in Ares's hands, like mayflies.
In less than half an hour, Ares led Mobius to the center of the battlefield.
Brownish-gray blood splattered everywhere, and countless white powders and stones were unevenly scattered around.
When Mobius stepped on those yellowish stones, his pupils contracted.
These were bones, the remains of living creatures!
Ares said with a grin, "Mobius, as my subordinate god, you must get used to these things. The sights of war are omnipresent."
However, the sharp wails of souls, the shattered corpses, and the dense fog with an ever-present aura made Mobius uncomfortable.
"Prince Ares, why does war happen?" Mobius asked, his eyes filled with confusion. "Doesn't war bring death? Aren't those creatures afraid of death?"
In this world, death was as unwelcome as ever; it was abhorred and feared by all living beings.
"War, huh?" Ares fell silent, deep in thought, and his steps slowed down a bit. "War arises from conflict. When irreconcilable conflicts emerge, war appears so easily."
"War can refer to one person against another, or one city-state against another, or even one race against another," Ares said, raising the spear in his hand.
"Do you want to know why?" Ares was boisterous, but he had a profound understanding of the origins of war.
Because he was born for it...
If war no longer existed in the world, he would lose his reason for being, and his potential would vanish, just like the gods of the dry and warm seasons, gradually fading from the sight of the gods.
Perhaps even becoming a mere symbol...
Mobius looked at Ares with a hint of curiosity. "Since Your Highness knows these things, have you never thought about expanding war or reconciling it?"
Mobius's words did not provoke Ares's mockery; instead, Ares's gaze gradually became serious. "Mobius, you are a subordinate of war. You must understand why war exists, the very root of its appearance..."
"The power of war is omnipresent, and the malice that causes war comes from the power of the Goddess of Discord. War has always been grand, it is shocking. In war, there are no absolute winners, and no absolute losers." Ares moved a finger, and the two distant monsters began to tear at each other.
"However, no matter where war breaks out, it will provide me with faith, provide me with divine power. War has no winner, but war itself is the winner," Ares said, staring at Mobius with his sky-blue eyes.
Mobius was somewhat shocked by Ares's words about war. Although Ares was often mocked in mythology, every battle provided Ares with power. There is no eternal winner in the world.
The sharpest spear will eventually break, and even battles that always seem to be lost can be a victorious war.
However, this might also be Mobius overthinking, as this idea was truly terrifying: constantly losing battles, yet divine power continuously increasing. Letting the gods treat him as a clown, yet growing ever stronger...
Moreover, Ares didn't seem like the type to endure hardships, nor had there been any precedent of war becoming a god-king. War was merely a means; profit was eternal.
However, in this world, love, or rather, desire, was eternal.
Because the master of desire was Eros, one of the first gods, symbolizing the world's initial driving force.
Desire was the source of the world's development, which might be one reason why the gods were so abstract.
In Mobius's previous life, if you played multiplayer queue, you'd definitely be cursed at, but in this world, it was perfectly normal.
Everything you considered perverse, such as bestiality, human walls, human trees, and human dogs, became very normal under the leadership of a certain Olympian god-king and his brothers.
Even after the birth of Aphrodite, the Goddess of Love and Beauty, more 'playstyles' were developed, and the gods became even more perverse.
In fact, on Mount Olympus, not indulging in desire was considered abnormal.
Just like the virgin goddess Hestia, although the gods respected her greatly, many gods secretly mocked her behind her back for not understanding romance.
Ares, compared to other gods, was already quite normal. Although he had an affair, it was with his own sister-in-law, Aphrodite.
But it was normal; the emergence of war always needed an anchor point, so love and beauty became the beginning of war.
"Mobius, do you want your war dance from earlier to become your divine duty?" Ares suddenly asked.
"Is that possible?" Mobius was stunned. This new power should belong to Ares.
Ares was actually going to give such a power to him?
"Not yet, Mobius. I feel that this power is incomplete. Your power can only be perfected after a certain force appears. If you acquire this power prematurely, your potential will be greatly diminished," Ares warned seriously.
Hearing Ares say that, Mobius was taken aback. Was this power beauty?
Ares had initially praised his war dance as a beautiful art of war, so it should be lacking the power of beauty.
The power of beauty should currently be in gestation, in the hands of Aphrodite, the Goddess of Love and Beauty.
As for why this goddess possessed a part of her divine authority's origin even before her birth, you'd have to ask the great Earth Mother Gaea...
But in a more likely scenario... you'd die on the way before even meeting Earth Mother Gaea. After all, do primordial gods need a tiny daemon like you to direct them?
Gods might barely get a bit of attention from Earth Mother Gaea, but if anyone else went to ask, congratulations, you've achieved the 'tired of living' achievement.
You would become the first daemon Earth Mother Gaea personally dealt with.
Alright, the dark humor is over. In fact, this was inherently one of the powers Gaea bestowed upon Aphrodite. No one could take it away, and if anyone dared to...
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