The blood mist that filled the sky enveloped the entire arena. Simmons also knew that there was something wrong with the blood mist, so he used his divine power to separate himself from the blood mist.
Although he did not know what the use of the blood mist was, it was definitely something bad. Isolating it was not a problem.
However, what he did not know was that the blood mist was not something that could be isolated by divine power.
As he continued to pull and fight, Simmons' eyes gradually turned a layer of blood red. A desire to kill rushed out from the bottom of his heart uncontrollably.
His footsteps were no longer as orderly as before. Instead, they started to become a little messy.
He had clearly wanted to exhaust Ares and finally find a chance to win. However, he had unknowingly started to fight with Ares.