Warlock of War: My Ares System

With an X-shaped motion, he swung forward, threatening to tear a hole open in my back, but before he knew it, a wall of soft white flesh presented itself before him.

The muscles tightened, keeping the blades in place just as the vampire I had created distorted and turned into a puddle of blood.

"No need to drag this out," I muttered, curling my fingers around the handle of my spear and directing the blade downwards.

My opponent, who was near death and confused as to how I summoned the vampire, somehow remained calm and collected before clapping his hands together.

"[Domain of Blood]."

My spear was suddenly wrapped in blood and tossed, sending me flying away as I kept my grip strong around the handle.

As I instantly recovered and stopped rolling on the ground, I stood up and scoured the area, seeing the ground beneath me slowly turn into what seemed to be a marsh of hanging limbs, blood, and rotting flesh.

"You…" The man muttered before dashing towards me, clenching his two blades in the center of his palms before chucking them at top speed.

They whizzed past me as I ducked out of the way and blocked a kick that came flying toward my head, stinging my hand a bright red from the force.

I attempted to move again but soon realized my ankles had been locked in place, shackled by the bloody marsh below me.

My body even felt a bit sluggish as my reaction time disappeared, causing me to be completely open to the fist that nearly crunched my nose into my skull.

BAM

The sound of his knuckles clapping against my face resounded through the arena whilst sending me flying backward into the stone perimeter lining this colosseum.

The loud and annoying cheers of passionate fans shouted at me, clearly wanting me to get up, but before I could get out of the slight daze after my brain had practically rattled within my skull, another fist came flying toward me.

BAM

It clocked me in the chin, nearly knocking me unconscious… but this was all part of the plan because now, it should activate… this new tarot skill of mine.

The air around me vibrated as the man took a step back away from my body, which slid down ever so gently against the hard stone backboard.

A trail of blood lightly followed the back of my head as I lay limp on the ground, smiling at the man who couldn't kill me.

"I heard you were a kind person… I didn't expect you to spare me… just like all your other opponents," My lips quivered before my mind went numb, and I had passed completely out, feeling my mind sink into what could only be described as a void of dark tentacles.

They wrapped around me, sucking all the power from my consciousness and injecting it right back into my body, where it slowly began to stand up.

I watched from afar, like an eagle soaring above as I glared down at the match, which had almost ended if my body hadn't begun to stand up on its own.

My eyes had rolled back into my skull but then slowly rolled back forward, revealing a pair of twin singular black pupils that caused my mouth to twitch into an even greater smile.

My body took a slumped-over position, like a rabid beast, arms hanging and legs firmer than ever before.

[Undying Will has been activated]

[All stats have been increased for Thirty Seconds]

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[HP: 100/100 MP: 75/75 SP: 60/60] - Above Human

[Strength: 50] - Above Human

[Defense: 50] - Above Human

[Magic: 50] - Above Human

[Speed: 50] - Above Human

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Oh wow… there's no way I can lose now, right?

My body made the first move as my opponent smiled back at me, seeing that I stood back up again, almost impressed at my determination.

But unfortunately for him, this wasn't my determination but the act of a skill I had yet to comprehend, but now, right before me, it was working at full speed.

I dashed around, arms still hanging, and as soon as my opponent made the first move, I took a step forward and baited out the kick, nearly clocking me in the chin.

But my body was fast, and managed to just narrowly dodge it even after acknowledging how strong and quick it was.

I retaliated with a quick flurry of punches that my opponent deflected and then grasped my ankles with the blood from below, worming them up to my shins just to ensure my body wouldn't get up after this attack.

He twirled around a wild and feral hook before reaching behind my body and grabbing the nape of my neck, and opening his jaws wide.

But somehow, in the act of incredible flexibility, my back twisted around, and my hand caught his face, my free hand freely swinging at his temple.

BAM

It connected with a loud crack, and as he stumbled away, the control on my body's lower half gone, my body took advantage of this and dashed forward.

The man flailed outwards, creating a few flaccid pikes of blood that shot outward, which I just narrowly dodged.

It seems my body wasn't activating any skills whatsoever, which I guess is fair since coming back from being knocked unconscious is a privilege in its own right.

BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM

My body unleashed yet another flurry of punches, with some connecting and the others getting just straight up blocked by my opponent's impressive defense.

And soon, a punch connected with the man's chin, just displaying the difference between his domain and my throne world.

I see… it seems he can't use any other skills here besides the control over the domain… which he uses in a very narrow-minded way.

He only uses it to assist, not set up any attacks… he clearly hadn't honed this skill or even bothered at doing it at all.

My opponent soon realized the difference in our physical capabilities and deactivated his domain. Still, even as he began to conjure a spell of blood magic, my body caught his neck and dug two fingers right into his eyes.

"ARGHHHHHHHH!"