Ohm!!
A tremendous force descended upon Mount Olympus, only to be halted by a transparent barrier. The impact sent a massive shockwave rippling outward.
All the powerful beings residing on Mount Olympus turned their heads. The disturbance was too great to ignore.
The sky darkened, and mortals felt an unbearable pressure weighing down on their bodies.
Someone had dared to attack Mount Olympus.
This had not happened since the pantheon's founding.
Swoosh!
A man with flawless skin and golden eyes floated in the air. His radiant hair fluttered in the wind, and the armor encasing his body gleamed brilliantly, like the sun itself. He was Apollo, one of the God-rank powerhouses residing in Mount Olympus.
Apollo narrowed his eyes as he studied the barrier. Then, his gaze shifted—he had noticed something. A lone figure hovered in the distance, suspended in the air tens of kilometers away.