The sword pierced through Apollo's chest, drawing blood as the flames died. It had happened in an instant, and Apollo stared in shock as he staggered back and vomited blood over the ground. As he stilled his stance, his aura exploded and he spun his spear fiercely.
⦗Level 500 Shadow Dealt Pure Damage to Apollo!⦘
⦗Pure Damage Turned Fatal!⦘
"I will kill you, little bastard!" Apollo roared, the wound in his chest healing in a second, then he dashed forward and thrust his spear. Flames shot out of the edge, but Shadow calmly flapped his wings and floated to the side, dodging the attack.
Leslie's arrows rained from the sky, but the massive wings transformed into flowing waves of darkness then ascended as the sorrows fell, consuming the light. Shadow on the other hand darted away, turning to Leslie who'd aimed another arrow at his face.
