The clouds above churned as if a higher will was watching.
The Transcendent Being's body convulsed, blood spraying from his mouth as several golden runes around him were forcibly shattered. He staggered in disbelief.
"Damn!"
His internal world dimmed. His Golden Star River vanished.
Apollo, too, gritted his teeth. The backlash coursed through his body — not just physical but spiritual. At the moment the lightning struck, it didn't matter how strong his body was, as it seemed that it attacked his causality. Which is something that cannot be stopped or evaded.
His soul flickered.
But… he endured.
He stood. Sword still drawn.
He coughed blood, but his gaze never wavered. The divine thunder receded, but the destructive power it left behind remained.
Both of them remained silent, and finally the transcendent being looked back at the transformed leader who was thrown far during their clash.
