"If the abyss is here too," he muttered coldly, "then this world is far from dead."
He stepped forward, vanishing like a blur of light and shadow. The next heartbeat, he appeared just above the horde of abyssal monsters.
Slash!
A single swing. No light, no noise—just an invisible cut.
And instantly the horde of abyssal monsters that seemed unkillable split into two, severing their soul and body, ending their life in a flash.
The warriors, still catching their breath, turned toward him in disbelief. What just happened right in front of them was quite shocking; a moment ago they were fighting for life, yet suddenly the almost immortal abyssal monster was killed.
Only after the shock did they look above and notice Apollo. They were shocked to see someone was able to easily kill those Abyssal monsters.
One of them—a young woman in silver armour, her sword trembling in exhaustion—stared wide-eyed at Apollo.
"You… who are you?" she gasped.
