Apollyon For Honor Face Novels & Stories

Apollo being really at the bottom of his helplessness and hopelessness. “You’re going to die soon, but you still dare to challenge and rebel against me! You’re going to hell shortly afterwards, but you still dare to mess up with me and don’t want to give those Crudus’ violins to me! You’re such a brave and a courageous idealist, aren’t you!” “We still don’t know who will win and who will lose, Hansen…” hissed Mr. Apollo with his immense cynicism and sarcasm. Mr. Hansen Huang’s eyes gawked extremely widely and broadly seeing the change in his opponent’s facial expressions. Mr. Apollo’s facial expressions suddenly changed from hopeless expression to cynical as well as ironic expression.

“Is that right, old Griffin? You really think you could take on all of us?” Apollo snorted, his feathers ruffling down his spine. “I’m ‘ure I’ll have sum ‘elp.” Creed stepped forward, Adam now noticing that the scar he had placed on his face and neck was wiped away. Creed’s face now showed emotion, his eyebrows set in a stiff position of anger. Warriors pointed, wondering why Creed’s disturbing appearance was now that of a strong, magnificent dragon-shifter.

His eyes met mine, giving me another death glare as my grandfather walked away. “It’s definitely an honour to be trained by him. I’ve heard stories about how he used to train right before they were locked in the human realm. He was ruthless and unforgiving, a true warrior.” I turned and studied his face, and his eyes were focused on my grandfather. Watching as he showed another trainee how to hold his stance while swinging his sword. Then, his eyes returned to mine, his lips stretching into a breathtaking smile. “I’m Apollo, by the way; this is my first year trying out. I believe I’ve seen you a few times in the warrior training but never had a chance actually to introduce myself.” He reache

one of them said. One of the members of Blood Stone elbowed him in the arm. “Hey, don't call Mr. Liam Alpha. He doesn't like it!” The Fighter covered his mouth quickly. “Oh, sorry, sir. I used to call our Alpha with Alpha. Forgive us." Apollo nodded to represent Liam. "Now go, you guys! We have important things to accomplish.” The members and fighters nodded obediently. They almost left until they accidentally saw Amora. Suddenly they gasped because they were very surprised.

“You’re still healing…” “I’ve been healing all my life,” I said flatly. “And I’m still standing. So fight me. That is an order. You are going to fight me. Otherwise I'm going to be the one to fight you. And trust me when I say you're not going to like it.” Fallon hesitated… then lunged.

He hit his head against the floor, groaning in pain as he looked up at me. "What was that for?" he questioned, confusion evident on his face. "Yeah, man, why'd you do that?" the other guy chimed in. I squatted down, revealing my sharp claws as I firmly held the curly-haired guy's face, digging my claws into his skin. His face contorted in agony, and my face cap fell off, revealing my identity. "Shit! It's... it's A-Alpha Apollo!!" the other guy stammered, attempting to flee. However, Seth appeared behind him, capturing him before he could escape.

The fire had been ignited and there was no turning back. “We met again,” he spoke. Amidst the dark skies with only the shine of the lone moon, there spark two of the sharpest blades throughout the entire weapons on the battlefield. The clash of rivals, of luna’s warrior and apollo’s defender. “Shall we now end our long-time dispute, Alfarro?” proudly asked the other man wearing the golden sun crest on his chest. The emblem of Pinansey-angan. “I would gladly hear it from you, Contejo.”

He looked at Hades and the others, sighed helplessly, and said, “Are you sure you want to do this?” Hades said coldly, “Apollo, it's too late for regrets or to beg for mercy. Today, you’re destined to fall here! Dying under the joint efforts of three gods won’t be an unjust death but an honor instead!” “Honor?” Fennel snorted and said coldly, “You should keep this honor for yourself.” After saying that, Fennel raised his hand, and a red dragon halberd suddenly appeared in his hand! The moment the red dragon halberd appeared, it was filled with monstrous fighting intent. This intent was not only the will of the weapon but of the owner’s too!

I looked over at Damon, and the same concern swirled in his eyes. "The prisoner is yours. Remember, a vow with a dragon is a vow for life. Break it without consent, and you will only curse yourself. Garren will decide when the vow is no longer needed." Before we could say anymore, they pushed Apollo forward and stepped back into the shadows. Their presence was no longer detectable as if they had vanished into the air itself. "You bastard," Damon shouted as he charged for Apollo. His hand was formed into a fist as he aimed for him. Apollo didn't even bother to defend himself. He didn't even flinch when Damon's fist connected with the side of his face.

There were three positions that trumped a Lycan warrior. Alpha, Luna, and Beta. With an extra skip in my step, I ushered Hakeem forward, planting him between Nox and me. A thin sheen of sweat clung to his forehead. “Hakeem Wilson, do you accept your Alpha’s call?” His spine straightened as he lifted his head and said, “Yes, Alpha. I accept your call.”