Seeing this, he quickly used all his strength and with lunar law. His surroundings were instantly enveloped in an ethereal glow of silvery moonlight. The air around him cooled as shards of ice ford, creating a protective barrier. The moonlight radiated from his body, shimring like liquid silver, clashing against the golden flas.
Sizzle. The sound of ice evaporating filled the chamber as the two opposing forces collided. Apollo gritted his teeth, feeling the strain of maintaining his barrier.
"What the hell is this fla?!" He muttered, his brows furrowed.
Although he had a tough body, stronger than so divine tals, he felt the flas were just hot. However, they seed to have the ability to damage directly by bypassing his physical body’s defence and doing so true damage.
The runes floating in the chamber flared in response to the golden flas, and Apollo noticed sothing peculiar—each rune seed to resonate with the flas, amplifying their intensity.
The flas surged again, their brightness intensifying. Cracks began forming on the icy barrier of his lunar law as the golden fire pressed in relentlessly.
Apollo’s mind raced. He couldn’t rely solely on defence; the flas were too overwhelming. He needed to take control of the situation.
"Fine, bring it on." He knew the lunar law alone wasn’t enough; he needed to bring out more, and instantly, he brought out his five-elent laws.
The five-elent law is also quite special, as any laws within the five elents will be suppressed in front of it. It might not be as ferocious as a single fire law or sharper like tal, but its balanced approach without any weakness makes it special.
The golden fire is very strong and powerful; even the lunar law cannot protect him alone, but the mont the five elents law appeared, the situation changed.
The mont he used the Five Elents Laws, the fiery chamber seed to pause.
The shimring silver of the Lunar law rged seamlessly with the multicoloured glow of the Five Elents—golden light of tal, azure ripples of Water, green vitality of Wood, red flas of Fire, and the earthen steadiness of Earth.
A subtle harmony erged, balancing the destructive chaos of the golden flas.
The oppressive heat receded slightly, as though the flas themselves were confused by this sudden, unyielding force. He stood at the centre of this fusion, his aura emanating balance and unshakable resilience. In fact, it steadily seed to suppress the flas and be pushed back.
This change seed to agitate the golden flas as it seed to be alive. The aura within the chamber started to climb, and the heat from the flas seed to reach unimaginable heights.
The agitated golden flas right in front of him seed to turn into a golden crow, and with a screech, it ca towards him, flying, bringing endless destruction to the sun.
Apollo’s gaze sharpened as the golden flas twisted and turned into the form of a massive golden crow. Its wings spread wide, each feather burning like a fragnt of the sun, casting blinding light and unbearable heat throughout the chamber.
As the crow soared toward him, its blazing form left the space burned and left a trail of molten gold in the air as if the very concept of destruction followed in its wake. The sheer intensity of its approach caused cracks to spread across the obsidian floor, molten lava seeping from the fractures.
The golden crow opened its beak, unleashing a torrent of golden fire that surged toward him like a river of molten sunlight. The flas roared with the heat of the sun, bending space itself as they hurtled toward their target.
He reacted instantly. Not only did the Five Elent Law flare, but he also used his space laws around him, forming a sturdier barrier of energy that was many tis stronger.
The silver glow of the Lunar Law mixed with the Space Law and Five Elents, creating a defensive do that shimred with an ethereal brilliance. When the golden flas struck, they collided with his barrier in an explosion of light and energy, sending shockwaves rippling across the chamber.
The impact forced Apollo to slide back several steps, his feet digging into the molten obsidian floor. He gritted his teeth, feeling the overwhelming force of the flas threatening to breach his defences. But instead of faltering, he pushed back, channelling more divine power into his barrier.
"Not enough," he muttered, his eyes glowing faintly with silver and gold. "You’ll have to try harder."
The golden crow, its form still surging with destructive might, screeched in frustration. The living embodint of golden flas flapped its massive wings, sending out another relentless torrent of flas. This ti, however, he was prepared.
With a sharp motion, he extended his hand, and the space law around him flared brightly. The air rippled, and a shimring void ford in front of him, mixed with five elents and lunar law swallowing the oncoming flas. The void twisted, bending the golden fla’s path and redirecting it harmlessly into the surroundings.
He then stepped forward, the ground solidifying beneath him as his aura surged. With a wave of his hand, the space around the golden crow warped. The crow’s charge faltered as its body was caught in a web of spatial distortions, each thread binding it tighter.
It thrashed violently, the flas of its body burning brighter in an attempt to break free, but Apollo’s control over the space law was ticulous; the mont it burned the space, he would create another layer around it, trapping it there.
"Ti to end this," Apollo declared, his voice steady and confident.
The silver glow of the Lunar Law intensified, fusing seamlessly with his spatial laws. The ethereal moonlight seed to sap the golden flas of their unrelenting heat, cooling them just enough to weaken the crow’s resistance.
At the sa ti, Apollo unleashed the full power of the Five Elents Laws and eternal sword aura, their harmonious balance forming a glowing sword of multicoloured energy in his hand.
The sword exuded an overwhelming presence, radiating harmony and destruction in perfect equilibrium. Each elent—tal, Water, Wood, Fire, and Earth—intertwined along its edge, while the serene glow of the different laws within the Eternal Sword aura reinforced its cutting force.
The golden crow thrashed violently within the spatial bindings, even under the relentless suppression of Apollo’s power. It refused to yield, screeching in defiance as golden flas surged from its core, attempting one final desperate burst of energy to escape its constraints.
But he wouldn’t give it a chance as he stepped forward, the molten lava beneath his feet solidifying with each step as his aura surged. With a single, fluid motion, he slashed downward. The sword of multicoloured energy tore through space itself, leaving a shimring trail of elental and lunar light in its wake.
The sword struck the golden crow directly and seed to split the flas.
A deafening slash echoed through the chamber as the crow’s flaming body split. The golden flas that once radiated overwhelming heat and power now splintered into streams of pure energy; their chaotic force rapidly started to disappear, leaving only a small golden fla that seed to have lost all of its power.
"Phew." He took a deep, calm breath, seeing this seed to have ended. Apollo finally felt relieved, and he moved forward to look at the golden fla it left behind.
Although it seed now an ordinary item, he knew it wasn’t an ordinary item. He may not know about flas, but he was sure it was a natural heavenly fla that is the rarest fla treasure in the universe.
He calmly ca to the small golden fla and tried to pick it up with his hand.
Apollo extended his hand cautiously, his fingers hovering just above the small golden fla. Despite its subdued appearance, the fla emitted a faint warmth that seed to resonate with his very soul.
As his fingers brushed the golden fla, a sudden jolt of energy coursed through his body. His eyes widened as the fla reacted to his touch, flaring briefly with a soft, golden glow.
The chamber trembled slightly, the molten floor beneath him cracking faintly as the energy from the fla pulsed outward. Now although the flas were hot, it wasn’t unbearable; in fact, he felt a warm, soothing sensation as the fla seed to enter his body.
It seed to have lost most of its energy, but when it entered his body, he seed to rge with it. He felt the aura of flas, and his understanding of fire law within the five elents law seems to have sowhat increased.
But sadly it doesn’t have the previous destructive burning power of the sun. However, he felt that it was slowly absorbing his divine power and was steadily becoming stronger. Given ti, it should be able to regain all of its power and maybe even beco stronger than before.
Szz Szz...
In a minute, he fully fused with the fla as it seed to beco part of him as a small golden fla appeared in his hands.
"You have the power of the sun, so from now on you will be Golden Sun Fla," Apollo murmured, looking at the golden fla in his hand.
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