He was Apollo, the most beautiful and handsome God of Light on Olympus. Apollo, who had the ability to predict, could not leave his good friend Heracles alone and came to help. As soon as he appeared, a large group of Sand Demon minions saw that someone had intruded into the forbidden area of the Demon Castle. They all rushed forward to attack Apollo.
Apollo did not even lift his lowered eyelids, but raised his left hand (right hand holding the lyre). A surge of divine power gathered in his left hand and exploded. A burst of intense and dazzling golden light exploded and spread. The Sand Demon minions that had rushed up were all sent flying by an invisible shockwave and fell to the ground.
"You are not worthy of fighting me." Apollo looked at them arrogantly and snorted coldly. Then, he approached Heracles and the others, picked up his seven-stringed harp, and played it in front of them before saying,""The two of you fighting against one, aren't you too shameless! You really do like to do shameless things.”
"Apollo, why are you here?" Heracles excitedly strode forward and was about to hug him, but Apollo pressed his shoulder and frowned.""Come on, I don't hug men."
Heracles shrugged and patted Apollo's arm, causing Apollo to gasp and glare.
Arrari, who was called shameless by Apollo, was furious. He said,""You're the shameless one. You've been staying in Hell for free, refusing to leave. Now, you're here to make trouble. Why are you so annoying?”
"What did you say? You're staying in Hell for free, hmph! If it wasn't for the fact that Mother Earth was there, I wouldn't have bothered to go there! It was dark, the food was bad, and it was boring. All the ghosts, envoys, and underworld warriors there lived boring and painful days every day. If I didn't raise my noble hand to play the seven-string heavenly music every day to make them happy physically and mentally, even the evil ghosts would be relieved of their grievances and enter the Yellow Springs. They would be willing to be punished and reincarnated. Without my Seven String Heavenly Melody, the Netherworld wouldn't even need to be divided into eighteen levels of hell. In my opinion, each level is an eighteen level of hell. I don't care to stay!"
Apollo and Alary were natural enemies. They were both beautiful, proud, talented, and powerful. They didn't like each other at all.
In the Underworld, Apollo had indeed used his heavenly music to make all the living beings in the Underworld, including the high and mighty Hades and Mother Earth, forget their worries. To make the happy happier, to make the power of labor infinite, to make the surging river of forgetfulness stop flowing, to make the still mountain pace, to tame the fierce beast, to make the silent tree open its mouth. As long as he started playing the seven-stringed zither, all things would listen quietly and be moved by his beautiful music. Even the vengeful souls who had accumulated deep grievances would turn their fierce aura into peace and have a chance to reincarnate. (Except for the evil spirits at the lowest level of hell that imprison ferocious demons)
But because of this, Arlary hated Apollo even more. Because he had stolen all the limelight from him, as long as he arrived in the Underworld, he would be the young master of the Underworld, and there would be nothing for Urlary to do.
At this moment, Allery gritted his teeth and forgot to maintain his elegant gentleman image. He said loudly," Since that's the case, you're not allowed to go to the Netherworld anymore. Also, you're not allowed to call Mother Earth 'granny'. She has always been with us and has nothing to do with you. We do not care to be related to your gods who sit high on Olympus. Alright, let's take this opportunity today to settle this. If you lose, don't appear in the Underworld again.”
When Apollo heard this, he curled his lips and sneered. I originally came here to fight, and you want to win me? You overestimate yourself! Also, there's no place in the Three Realms that Apollo can't go. I can go wherever I want. No one can stop me or stop me. However, if you can really defeat me, you can consider it, but the chances are very slim.”After saying that, Apollo elegantly raised the seven-stringed instrument and blew a breath of golden light on the seven-stringed instrument, making the seven-stringed instrument even more beautiful.
Allaire calmed down and got into his driving stance, ready to fight Apollo. Meanwhile, Heracles and Hogaro walked further away from each other, giving both sides enough space to fight.
"Now is also the time for us to truly compete.”Egaro raised his spirits and leaped into battle.
"Oh! I thought we were done and you lost!”Heracles raised his eyebrows.
" You, cut the crap. Take this-" Vagalor raised his claws and hooked at a large pile of rocks by the side of the courtyard. The large rocks were sucked up by a gravitational force. Then, he swung his claws at Heracles, and a large group of stones full of impact smashed towards Heracles aggressively. The magic stones were large and numerous, and they were so fast that Heracles could not dodge them in time.
But dodging was not something Heracles liked to do, so he quickly reacted. He turned around and used a flying kick to shatter a large rock with an extremely strong impact. Another roundhouse kick shattered another large rock. Immediately after, he used his innate divine power, the Profound Heavenly Power Palm. An extremely powerful white beam of light shot out from his palms, and a huge shock wave easily shattered the remaining large number of rocks filled with magic power.
The air after the rocks were shattered was inevitably filled with white dust. Egaro, whose face was covered in white dust, finally flew into a rage out of humiliation. He shook his head to get rid of the dust. His face was contorted as he gritted his teeth and clenched his fists tightly. Then, he raised his hands and danced faster and faster. He chanted and shouted," Wah-wah-wah-wah…"
After Egaro's wild incantation, the calm sky above the Demon Castle suddenly became filled with sand and clouds.(These weren't real clouds, but gas clouds formed by a barrier under the desert.)）A strong wind suddenly blew. What was unbelievable was that all the wind was hurled towards Egalo's palms. As his palms danced in circles, they gradually formed a powerful sand-yellow tornado. The devil-like tornado was showing off its might above Vagalor's head, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws.
" Demonic Dragon Dance!" Egaro shouted. He pushed his palms forward, and a huge, shocking sand-yellow Demonic Dragon Dance swept toward Heracles. Heracles frowned when he saw how powerful and incorporeal the Dragon Wind was. This time, his divine palm could be considered useless.
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