Apollo couldn't figure out what he had forgotten, no matter how hard he thought about it, because this situation was beyond his imagination.
This old thing should really need his strength to become stronger, but he just had to say such words. It was obvious that he was putting himself in a dangerous situation.
If no one ran out of here, wouldn't that mean that his strength wouldn't continue to increase? That wouldn't be good for him.
After all, it wasn't good for him to lower his strength, right?
But why did he have to make such a choice now?
He had to make such a choice and destroy his own future.
Was he not going to continue becoming stronger, or was he satisfied with his current strength?
Chu Bai still couldn't quite understand after looking around. He was just like Apollo, confused.
The old lord of Domique City was now smiling. He stood there like a mountain, unmoving.
