After Apollo spoke, the Wolf’s Den fell silent.
Everyone looked at Thor, waiting for his response.
Maxen was curious, what was Thor thinking?
Mike thought for a moment, then said, “Boring?”
Apollo nodded thoughtfully, “Oh.”
After pondering the question, Apollo looked at Thor again, frowning slightly,
“Are you nervous?”
“Nervous? Not at all!”
Mike wiped the sweat from his forehead and explained,
“I’ve been sweating a lot lately, it’s nothing, I can handle it.”
Apollo looked at Mike again and said seriously, “You need my help.”
Without waiting for Mike to continue, a flame flew out from between his eyebrows and floated in front of Apollo.
The [Endless Infernal Fire] was forcibly stripped away, and Mike felt a sense of relief, no longer having to endure the constant burning.
Apollo thought for a moment.
Within the Wolf’s Den, there was only one person most suitable to hold the [Endless Infernal Fire].
Apollo looked at Maxen,
“Take it.”
The flame fell into Maxen’s palm, giving him no chance to refuse.
With that done, Apollo turned to leave.
He thought for a moment, stopped, and looked at Mike again.
Apollo felt he should say something, but he didn’t know what to say.
After a moment of silence, Apollo nodded at Thor,
“Not bad.”
Mike: ???
Was Apollo complimenting him?!
After complimenting Thor, Apollo did not leave immediately.
Today, he wanted to wander around a bit more.
Apollo walked over to the Guardian Shadows.
Shadow One, Shadow Two, and Shadow Three were all sitting in their places,
The four shadows had vacant eyes and expressionless faces.
They did not stand up, not because they were disrespectful to the Supreme Being.
But… they all felt doomed!
Only when truly facing the Supreme Being could one experience the oppressive feeling from Apollo!
These four Guardian Shadows were all feeling guilty!
At this moment, they missed Shadow Nine terribly.
Shadow Four stood up, braced himself, and said respectfully, “Greetings, Supreme Being Apollo.”
“There’s no need for formalities.”
Apollo ignored the demon creatures within the Guardian Shadows and looked at a woman who was studying her notes.
Apollo said seriously, “My instructor told me to tell you to practice your blade.”
Violet was so engrossed in her lecture notes that she didn’t notice the changes in the outside world.
When she looked up, she saw a middle-aged man standing in front of her, talking to her.
This middle-aged man was a stranger, Violet had never met him before, yet he seemed familiar.
Violet’s eyes were confused, and she asked tentatively, “Who are you? Are you my senior brother?”
Apollo thought for a moment.
He was Shadow Nine’s student.
Violet was Shadow Nine’s apprentice.
It seemed reasonable for her to call him senior brother…
Apollo nodded.
Violet’s eyes lit up,
It was her elusive senior!
She had only heard her instructor mention him before, she had never met him!
Violet patted her chest and assured, “Don’t worry, I’ve been practicing my blade diligently lately!”
As she spoke, Violet’s hands itched, and she asked excitedly, “Senior, how about we spar?”
Everyone in the Wolf’s Den: …
Violet was the true brave one!
Mike and Maxen looked at each other.
It was clear that Violet didn’t recognize Apollo at all!
Otherwise, Violet would never dare to say something like ‘spar’ to the Supreme Being.
“Another time.”
Apollo declined Violet’s offer to spar and turned to leave.
Violet trotted after him,
“I’ve been trying to contact my instructor recently, but he hasn’t gotten back to me, is he on
another mission?”
“Senior, where are you usually, how can I contact you?”
“My instructor is away.”
Apollo shook his head and replied, “I’m at home, no need to contact me.”
Listening to the conversation between Violet and Apollo, Mike fell silent again.
This guy, she didn’t even know her instructor was Shadow Nine!
Violet’s blade skills were actually taught by Shadow Nine.
No wonder she was already among the best in the Guardian Shadows before she was even
thirty.
Mike didn’t expect that Shadow Nine had secretly found a blade arts successor.
Initially, Shadow Nine had his eye on Maxen as his successor, but Maxen was only interested
in learning swordsmanship.
Shadow Nine settled for Violet as his successor, which made sense.
Violet’s talent was probably exchanged for her intelligence…
Violet didn’t follow her senior, she returned to the Guardian Shadows and prepared to bury
her head in her notes again.
She suddenly noticed that Shadow One and Shadow Two had sat down next to her at some
point.
Shadow One smiled gently. “Violet, my dear,” she began, her voice soft, “I was wrong before to let you represent the Chief in battle…”
“Wrong? What do you mean?” Violet was utterly bewildered. What was with everyone today?
“Making me represent Lunar Starwind, wasn’t it because you were afraid I was too ambitious? You wanted me to understand that true leaders know when to yield, to be firm yet flexible…”
Violet had discussed this matter privately with Deathsinger.
After being enlightened by Deathsinger, Violet had a sudden realization.
The Guardian Shadows were treating her as a key focus for development!
She must not let down Shadow One and the others’ good intentions!
Deathsinger was right!
Listening to Violet’s unique understanding, Shadow One nodded repeatedly, “Yes! That’s
exactly what I meant!”
“Let’s talk about your instructor, does your instructor use a blade?”
While Shadow One, Shadow Two, and Violet were chatting, all the other Guardian Shadows
pricked up their ears and listened.
Leaving the Guardian Shadows, Apollo still didn’t leave the Wolf’s Den.
This time, even Professor Gregory was a little surprised.
Apollo walked straight towards Foreskin, a goblin beside Foreskin trembling, slumped under
the table.
Creatures like them, from the Tower of Truth, feared Apollo more than others.
Apollo looked at Foreskin, “Stand down.”
Foreskin nodded, “Understood.”
Previously, in preparation for possible incidents, Apollo had ordered them to be on alert.
Now that Thor hadn’t left, those who were on alert could naturally stand down.
With that, Apollo walked out of the Wolf’s Den and transformed into a white cloud, this
projection preparing to return to the Tower of Truth.
His true body had been staying on the ninety-ninth floor, never leaving.
Just then, Apollo suddenly realized something.
What he wanted to say to Thor wasn’t “Not bad.”
The white cloud turned back.
This time, no one noticed anything unusual.
Apollo appeared before Mike once again.
He’s back?!
Before Mike could speak,
Apollo left a sentence and dissipated once more.
“Thank you.”