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

Apollo let out a huff, before he says to Ambrogio, “You are no match for me, even with your army of Selene’s wolves behind you. I’m a God, and it is time to take what I want, and stop playing these games with you mortals.” Standing up straight, I moved from peering around Ambrogio, as I looked over to see my Uncle Bishop ready to pounce on Apollo at any moment, but I knew that if he was going to have a fighting chance to sink his teeth into Apollo’s flesh, I had to help him. Pulling the sunstone and the telus over my head, I felt their power radiating from them as they touched the bare flesh of my chest.

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.

Anger surged through my veins as I came face to face with Apollo, standing in the center of the courtyard, dressed perfectly with his hair neatly styled. "That bastard," I muttered under my breath. Confronting him, I couldn't determine from his appearance alone how he had taken the news of his mate's death, but deep down, I knew he was the one responsible. "Welcome, old—" he paused, correcting himself. "I mean, welcome, Alpha Ryder. Your beta informed me that you have my mate's body. Can I see her?" he inquired. I snorted. "Why on earth would you want to see her lifeless body? You ordered her death! Aren't you ashamed, Apollo?" I yelled, my anger uncontrollable as my wolf fought to break fre

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!