Dust billowed as platinum flames ignited from the bottom of the pit, Apollo slowly climbed up from the ground, his clothes torn and tattered, looking utterly disheveled. A trace of golden blood showed at the corner of his mouth as he stared at Ye Chen, his face extremely unsightly.
"How has his close combat strength become so powerful?"
Apollo, looking at Ye Chen, who was radiating a ferocious aura, had an extremely unsightly expression.
Among the Twelve Main Gods, apart from Zeus and Athena, who seldom took action, only War God Ares had the strongest close combat capability. It was unexpected that Ye Chen's close combat skills and physical strength had become so formidable, almost on par with Ares's abilities.
"Apollo, how much longer do you plan to stay down there? Don't tell me you're scared."
