Apollo became a completely different person after the red lines turned into purple flames.
Step.
Step.
Step.
He walked towards Dreamer with heavy steps and wherever he stepped foot, the ground turned charcoal. Purple flames were a real deal.
Apollo took a few more steps and finally stood in front of Dreamer.
'It's really hot.' Dreamer thought. He felt the heat even in God Mode, which was a big deal as Dreamer felt no pain even when Bahamut stabbed his back and chest.
"The temperature will keep rising. Are you sure your delicate skin could handle that?" Apollo asked.
Dreamer smiled. "I am sure it can."
"I see. And I am sure it cannot." Apollo said but Dreamer asked another question.
"You won't use your sword now?"
Bahamut was still lying behind Dreamer. Apollo didn't call it to himself.
"I won't be needing it. Bahamut can't handle these flames." Apollo revealed.
