As he was about to slaughter a group of abyssal monsters, three powerful abyssal monsters with a strength of true god peak not much weaker than the previous behemoth surrounded him.
Now that he had shown his strength, he wasn't going to be left alone, and a strong monster would stop him.
The three abyssal monsters with ferocity attacked him together without giving him a chance to breathe.
Apollo's pupils shrank slightly as the three peak True God-level abyssal monsters lunged at him simultaneously, their attacks tearing through space itself.
One wielded a jagged black spear, its tip dripping with abyssal venom that corroded even the space.
Another was a hulking, four-armed brute, its fists the size of mountains, each strike carrying the force to shatter divine realms.
The last was a shadowy entity that shifted between shadow and darkness. Its eerie eyes locked onto Apollo like a predator savouring its prey.
BOOOOM!!!