With that victory, Apollo was quickly transported, but the shock of the battle remained, as the trialists from all four continents looked at him with horror. He even felt cold tingling behind him, as now all the trialists from the Necros Continent also seemed to have taken an interest.
This also marked the first defeat of anyone from there, but one particular trialist had an extra hatred and killing intent hidden in his eyes, which can be hidden in front of most but cannot be hidden in front of Apollo, whose spirit and soul have already been transformed.
A faint smirk played at Apollo's lips, looking at what he could do. This wasn't the first time he had faced threats masked behind smiles and restrained expressions. Apollo's icy gaze met the trialist's, unflinching and calm, and for a moment, the air between them grew electric with unspoken understanding.
