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"Hmmm, who is he?"

Apollo's casual walk across the battlefield had attracted Commander Bia and her subordinates.

It wasn't just his calm that drew their eyes, but also the way he was avoiding the chaos with minimum effort, making him seem like he was an orchestra conductor and the battlefield was his auditorium.

The moment Apollo arrived at the heart of the battlefield, he raised a single finger toward the sky, and a white, luminous sphere began to take shape above him.

The moon-like sphere glowed softly, but its presence was too dominating, it drew everyone's attention to it.

"What is this?" Plix frowned.

"Is this a new ability from a Gleamkin?" Chronos asked with a serious expression.

"Does anyone know him?"

"He is a nobody...Tsk."

The rest of the mercenaries momentarily halted their barrage of attacks as they gazed into the luminous giant sphere.