For Liliyana, Ares was just a transient figure in her life. Her act of helping the poor gentleman stranded in a foreign land was merely a casual good deed for a knight who was destined to inherit the Bronze Black Cross. It was something that was bound to be forgotten, just as one cannot remember how many slices of bread they have eaten in their lifetime.
However, Ares was somewhat special. After all, the persona he had created in this world could be described as shocking. A person who used Japanese in the capital of Sardinia, a southern Italian province, and claimed to be a farmer who came from Greece to work in Italy—such an overly complex persona would surely be unforgettable to anyone who encountered him.
Moreover, this avatar of Ares was sculpted based on his true form, so he looked tall and handsome. Coupled with his bizarre and eccentric persona, he truly left a deep impression.
After hearing Liliyana's question, Ares thought for a moment and then replied,
"Would you believe me if I said I'm here for tourism?"
"Don't be ridiculous! At this time, in this place, how could there be any tourists?"
Liliyana raised her eyebrows, looking somewhat annoyed:
"It's quite dangerous here, sir. You should go back to the surface as soon as possible, the farther away from here, the better."
"Alright, actually, I'm here to find someone."
Ares tilted his chin towards the dark corridor ahead:
"I've said this much, do you understand now?"
"You are also from a Magic Society?"
Upon hearing this, Liliyana immediately became vigilant. She took a step back and then asked in a low voice:
"Which Magic Society are you from? State your name. Was the one in the temple behind summoned by you?"
"How could that be? But he is indeed the one I'm looking for."
Ares shook his head and then said:
"Believe it or not, I'm here to deal with him. If you believe me, you can go back and wash up and sleep tonight. If you don't, it's fine to follow me, but I can't guarantee your safety."
With that, he continued walking towards the corridor ahead, attempting to bypass Liliyana's obstruction. However, Liliyana naturally couldn't just let Ares pass. She turned her blade, using the back of the silver-white long sword in her hand against Ares, and as she struck towards him, she shouted:
"Stop! Explain yourself before you leave!"
However, her seemingly certain strike was easily dodged by Ares. Liliyana didn't even notice how Ares avoided her attack. She only saw the man's figure sway slightly, and he had already passed her, then, with his hands clasped behind his back, like an old man strolling in a park with his bird, he continued deeper into the underground temple.
"Wait a moment! It's quite dangerous in there. According to my spiritual vision, there might even be a god lurking!"
Seeing that Ares ignored her dissuasion and continued into the temple, Liliyana stamped her foot anxiously and followed him, shouting as she chased:
"If it's a God of Disobedience, your life will be in great danger!"
"What if? There is a god inside, okay?"
Ares replied without turning his head:
"And he is the one I came to find."
"?" Liliyana stopped, her mind momentarily dazed by the overwhelming amount of information contained in that sentence.
"You mean… you want to kill a god?"
But when she looked ahead, Ares's figure had completely disappeared from sight. Liliyana thought for a moment where she stood, then gritted her teeth, stamped her foot, and followed him.
Ares's speed was extremely fast. Liliyana couldn't even see his back despite her best efforts, only hearing his faint footsteps echoing in the underground corridor. When Liliyana had chased for a long time and finally saw the man's back, she saw him wearing a gas mask he had acquired from who knows where, holding a can of insecticide, and continuously spraying it into the underground corridor ahead.
At his feet, countless locusts had already piled up. Looking at the size of these locusts, they were definitely not what normal locusts would be.
Liliyana was startled. The moment her gaze met these locusts, her head suddenly throbbed intensely, and a series of strange images flashed through her mind. She saw a storm, the sun, the sea, and lightning covering the sky. Finally, the hallucination disappeared, but Liliyana was covered in a cold sweat.
"What was that just now?" The young Grand Knight from the Bronze Black Cross gasped, still shaken. The oppressive aura from those images earlier had almost suffocated her. This was the revelation brought to her by her "witch" bloodline when approaching divine objects. She had previously used this ability to travel all the way from Cagliari to this remote countryside.
And what could be confirmed from the hallucination just now was that at the end of the path ahead, there was definitely a powerful god related to storms, the sky, the sun, and lightning. Considering the special nature of the authority over lightning, this god might even be the King of a certain pantheon.
When the hallucination disappeared, Liliyana looked forward again, and Ares's figure had vanished once more. All that remained were the corpses of locusts on the ground, and these locusts were constantly making sizzling sounds under the erosion of some terrifying substance, eventually turning into blood and seeping into the cracks in the stone, disappearing from sight.
She carefully bypassed the locust corpses and continued to chase forward, finally arriving at the deepest part of the underground temple.
The stone path completely ended here, the ground once again turning to soil, and before her was a massive natural underground cavern. In the cavern was a clear spring, and beside the spring was a crumbling altar. Ares, whom she had been chasing, stood not far ahead.
But Liliyana's gaze was not on Ares; instead, it was completely drawn to a majestic figure beside the spring.
It was a disheveled, muscular giant, over two meters tall, with a wild appearance. His physique was robust and well-proportioned, making one instinctively think of the Hercules from greek mythology.
He wore tattered cloth and armor, and the cloak behind him was also ragged, yet it exuded a sense of divinity and majesty.
Just seeing his posture, Liliyana's body couldn't help but tremble. If her will hadn't been so firm, she would probably have already knelt on the ground, bowing her head in reverence to this strong man.
Undoubtedly, this was the calamity that had manifested from the mythical world due to rebellious myths and appeared on earth—a God of Disobedience.
Canaan King of Gods, the Dragon Hunter Melqart.