"Blessing of the Damned!"
Apollo said something which the subordinates and Jordan didn't understand.
But the next second, they began to understand.
From Apollo's body, orange flames erupted and the first thing they caught was Venom's hands.
Unfortunately, it didn't stop at hands only. It moved further on the ground.
"Run!" The subordinates hanging on Apollo and Laplace jumped back from the flames.
But as soon as they put their feets on the ground, they turned into white lights. They died.
The flame had engulfed the whole ground. Apollo didn't hold back a single thing.
Now there were no subordinates hanging on Apollo and Laplace. They were free to walk without any burden.
Well, Apollo's right leg was still held by Venom's hands.
"Well, I thought you said to ignore them." Laplace commented.
Apollo gritted his teeths. "It's all because of that sword. That heinous weapon."