Now even he, a powerful and mighty transcendent swordsman, is feeling the hidden sharp edge around Apollo. Before, he could feel his strength, but now he couldn't gauge it at all.
It was the same feeling he had only when he faced someone at his level, but how can someone change this much in just a decade?
Impossible…
Ten years ago, Apollo had merely been a true god. Breaking into the Eternal God Realm alone would have been an extraordinary miracle—yet now, the pressure he radiated was unfathomable.
The old man took a slow breath, suppressing the turmoil in his heart.
So this was why.
So this was the reason the Lord had personally ordered Apollo to join the highest command.
The doubts he had once harboured finally dissolved.
"Follow me," the old man said again, this time with unmistakable gravity.
Apollo nodded lightly.
