"You can't seriously believe that Apollo is real, can you?" Yang Chen walked closer and said, "I've never met Apollo, but I doubt a chief deity would be so bored as to engage in something so meaningless."
Christine giggled. "Theoretically, I agree. Apollo shouldn't be involved in such things. But the old man's description of meteoric flames descending from the sky to destroy the bases does sound a bit like something he might do."
Yang Chen frowned, "What do you mean?"
Christine playfully winked, "Apollo's divine weapon can create similar effects. Of course, the real destructive power wouldn't be that simple."
Yang Chen was taken aback; he hadn't considered this possibility.
