Logically speaking, Julian had no reason not to reconcile with the real Ares.
After all, Ares was his birth father, and he could not turn his back on blood relations.
That said, he also knew he owed all his achievements to Connor, the fake Ares.
From taking over as the head of the Thisleton family to becoming a King Class warrior, Julian could not have done them all without Connor.
Besides, what good would it be to pledge his loyalty to the real Ares?
After all, there was a chance that Connor might wipe out the real Ares and Zeke's forces.
Even if Zeke's side were to emerge victorious in the fight, Julian would still be severely dealt with by them.
No matter how he saw it, there was just no light at the end of the tunnel.
Just then, Connor spoke up. “Julian, don't fall for their nonsense. He's impersonating me. I'm your real father!”
With that, Julian shouted at Ares, “You b*stard! How dare you impersonate my father! You've committed a heinous crime, and I shall make you pay dearly for it!”
Naturally, that threw Ares into utter shock.
He believed Julian had to have suspected something was amiss after spending so much time with Connor.
Moreover, when he revealed his identity earlier, Julian had seemed so thoroughly convinced.
He's got a nerve, remaining loyal to the fake and admonishing me in public when he knows I'm his real father. Fine then, I don't care for such a disloyal and unfilial son!
Despite feeling a tinge of disappointment, Ares knew he had to place righteousness above family.
“Twenty years ago, an elder once told us that you were born a renegade,” he said glumly. “Of course, I didn't believe him then, but I'm now beginning to see just how horribly wrong I was.”
After letting out a deep sigh, he continued, “Not only are you unfilial, but you're also disloyal. Do you know how much shame you've brought to the Thisleton family? For the sake of our family, I have no choice but to get rid of you today.”
Upon hearing that, Connor decided to bring things to a swift end to avoid further complications.
“Where are my ten Archdukes?” he commanded.
The ten King Class warriors he had brought along quickly replied, “Here!”
“Do it now!”
With Connor in the lead, the King Class warriors took out a syringe each and injected a milky white liquid into their hearts.
What happened next was simply terrifying.
As the aura around Connor and his warriors grew visibly stronger with each passing second, so did their powers.
Connor, especially, enhanced his abilities to that of the Ultimate Class in the blink of an eye.
Julian and the ten King Class warriors also had their powers boosted, to the point where they were almost on par with Ultimate Class warriors.
Ares and his team could hardly believe their eyes as they stood with mouths agape.
What magic potion did they inject into themselves? How can such a seemingly unremarkable liquid rapidly increase one's power and even allow one to reach the Ultimate Class?
Unsurprisingly, everyone was worried.
When up against the wonders of future technology, would mere mortals, regardless of their abilities, be able to defend themselves?
Despite the commotion around them, Zeke remained calm and collected.
His eyes glinted with disdain as he mocked, “How could you, as martial artists, adopt such despicable means? What a disgrace to us all.”
“Hmph! All is fair in war, so what's wrong with doing what it takes to win?” Connor retorted. “You can lecture me again if you manage to win against me. Until then, shut your trap!”
“Oh, defeating you is easy. I can do it with just one finger.”
Zeke's arrogance was the last straw for Connor, who instantly flew into a rage.
“Fine! Show me what you got!” he thundered before leaping into the air toward Zeke.
By the time Zeke sprang into action, Connor had made his first attack by unleashing Invincible Wave Energy.
It was so strong that even Ares and Alfred could feel an incredible crushing force coming down on them.
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