Last Words

"His Majesty should have left by now, right?"

Apollo muttered.

His divine power had already reached the bottom. It was difficult for him to support his own divine body just by relying on the strength of his body. It was already somewhat difficult for him to stand.

He looked at the red eyes that were gushing out in front of him with some despair. To the current him, each and every one of them was an enemy that was difficult to kill. Moreover, the number of them was even more difficult to count now.

Apollo turned his head and looked in the same direction where His Majesty flew away.

He originally thought that he would have a lot to say before his death. However, at this moment, there was only one thought in his mind, and that was as long as His Majesty was fine.