Lord Shadow

Chapter 1840: The Sun Dims



Apollo and Horus rise higher and higher in the sky. This is dictated by Apollo who tries to bring Horus further away from Olympus.

The weird thing is that Horus follows.

Right now, these two gods of light, is clashing at the peak of the Heaven, the peak of sky, the clouds scatter and the stars burns bright and explode around these two gods.

The earth, the mortal world filled with mortal beings is now cast in shadows and light as these two gods pushes their powers to the limit

Apollo began channelling the power of the Sun.

And not only the Sun in the Olympian home world, every Sun in the realm of the Olympian galaxy is now providing energy to Apollo.

The Sun dims in an acerated rate and some of these Sun dies

Even Helios who is now in recuperation held out his hands and send his energy to Apollo

HUMM!

HUMM!

There is humming around Apollo like the sound of a black hole. A radiant sphere appears around him.

"Hyargh!"

Horus kicks Apollo with his feet. Swirling gust follows his kick and yet when his feet kicks the radiant sphere force field, a rebound power was reflected back on him

And Horus was pushed backward

Horus was not surprised as he gathers his strength.

A massive falcon shaped shadows could be seen behind him that block the light of Apollo

Charging toward each other, these two burning sun clashes!

BOOM!

BOOOM!

BOOOMM!

The sound of explosion echoes all over the world.

It releases a massive shockwave of light that splits the clouds and the sky and for a moment the heavens are illuminated as though the world is now experiencing a solar eclipse.

It leaves the sky empty.

Horus on one side, Apollo on the other.

And in this clash, the winner of the battle was decided.

Horus has some wounds on his body, but he is standing there in the air with a spear on his hands and steadily looking at Apollo.

Apollo on the other hand is still on the air. But he is holding his chest and he is not looking good.

Not good at all.

Golden blood is dripping from many parts of his body. There is wounds on his chest, deep gashes on his face and golden blood dripping down from his nose, his eye and his ears.

The wounds is full of fire. But this is no normal fire.

It burns and prevent the wound from closing up.

This fire if it falls to mortal world would directly melted that entire world.

And Apollo is gasping for breath, each breathe he takes is releasing countless of divine energy. He could not stop his body from leaking energy

"You lost"

Apollo look at Horus, then he looks at the sky around him and look at Olympus and the mortal worlds

There is devastation everywhere.

He did not expect any of this. Right now, the sky is empty of clouds. All of them were burned by their fight.

And the sky itself has been ripped apart showing a scenery of a different dimension. It would take some time before the fabric of reality heal itself

This is even worse than the attack nine thousand years ago.

This magnitude of damage could not be compared than the last time.

Ra is not playing around this time. He is coming for their necks.

Horus look at Apollo seemingly looking dazed. Horus could sympathize with Apollo feeling.

If the Eternal Horizon, their pyramids and their cities and their world is experiencing such upheaval and storm, even he probably would also be in a daze

But now is not the time to think about all of these things. And he should not be thinking of such things.

He grips his spear.

And he sighed.

Horus take a step forward and the space and time around him spiral out of control.

A spear of light cut through the sky; the wound of the sky that was just about to recover is torn

again

And this time, the spear is thrusted with killing intent.

It is aimed on Apollo heart.

Three feet of distance, that separates life and death.

Apollo did not see it. Instead, he is dazed. He is confused.

Today.....would it be the day that an Olympian finally fall?

The spear light shines all over the darkness of the sky, a holy spear that is about to kill a

Divine.

Cutting through the heavens, three feet turns to one feet.

A feet to death

Swoosh!

Just when that spear tip is just about to pierce Apollo heart, a flash of light swept through the tip of Horus spear. Horus hand went numb and the spear is deflected.

It was only a moment. But a moment is all that Apollo needs.

He broke out from his dazed state, see the spear, see Horus and his eyes widened as he knows how close he was to death

A moment is all it takes for him to kicks the air below his feet and distance himself from

Horus

The flashes of light that stopped Horus spear finally dissipated. Horus did not continue attacking Apollo. Instead, he narrows his eyes.

Someone appears in front of Apollo

A goddess. She stands tall and regal, her posture both graceful and powerful. Even when she is

not moving, she radiates a cold silent strength

Her face is fierce, her features sharp and focused.

Her eyes shines with a piercing silver light.

Horus could feel that the eyes of this goddess is like his eyes

It have some kind of power to freeze people in their tracks.

Of course, this would work on lesser beings.

But such method did not work with Horus.

Just to drive that point home, Horus spins his spear on top of his palm before it finally come

back to its original position

Her hair is long and flowing.

A golden sword, a bow. And Horus knew who she was. And he close his eyes and smile. The

songs of the Oracles could be heard by him

And so, he sang Her Song

"I sing of Artemis, whose shafts are of gold, who cheers on the hounds, the pure maiden,

shooter of stags, who delights in archery, own sister to Apollo with the golden sword. Over the shadowy hills and windy peaks, she draws her golden bow, rejoicing in the chase, and sends out grievous shafts.

The tops of the high mountains tremble and the tangled wood echoes awesomely with the outcry of beasts: earth quakes and the sea also where fishes shoal.

But the goddess with a bold heart turns every way destroying the race of wild beasts: and

when she is satisfied and has cheered her heart, this huntress who delights in arrows slackens her supple bow and goes to the great house of her dear brother Phoebus Apollo, to the rich land of Delphi there to order the lovely dance of the Muses and Graces.

There she hangs up her curved bow and her arrows, and heads and leads the dances, gracefully arrayed, while all they utter their heavenly voice, singing how neat-ankled Leto bare children supreme among the immortals both in thought and in deed.

The one that had just saved Apollo from Horus spear is none other than Artemis, the daughter

of Zeus and Leto, the sister of Apollo

From the way Horus sings the Song, the Hymn to Artemis, it is clear that there is an

undisguised admiration in his tonen/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Artemis is now wearing an armor crafted from celestial silver.

Polished to a mirror sheen that reflects the moon's glow, accentuating her slender, athletic

frame.

The edges of her breastplate and vambraces shimmer faintly, as though touched by stardust.

Across her shoulders lies a cloak of midnight blue, its fabric appearing as though woven from

the night sky itself, speckled with stars that flicker as she moves.

On her back there is a bow.

He had seen her before but never had the opportunity to fight her.

He had heard of her prowess and her beauty but it is only now that Horus could see Artemis

And he admit that the rumours was not lying.

The Goddess of the Hunt, the twin of Apollo had arrived and she is as beautiful and as

fearsome as the rumours makes her out to be!

And her arrival change Apollo fate.

Apollo did not see it but Horus see it and feel it.

At that time, his spear is only inches away from Apollo chest.

And it was at that time, there is an arrow of light that intercepted the edge of that spear,

striking with such a force that it forced Horus to retreat and for him to feel the vibration on

his arms.

The air around that area itself wavers.

Snatching Apollo from the jaws of Osiris.

And in that moment Artemis domains reign supreme, as the sky was split between his golden

light and Artemis silver gleam

However, Horus is not afraid at all even if he had to face these two twins at the same time.

Maybe because he had just won now, he has this confidence.

And to normal beings confidence is just like a placebo drug meant to instil mortals into

believing in themselves even when there is no basis.

But in divine beings like Horus, confidence itself is connected to fate and destiny, cause and

effect and confidence that is backed by result create an invincible aura.

He is looking at Apollo and Artemis and his aura is rising by the second

He is now radiating with the glory of the Sun

His eyes is as sharp as a falcon. And he smiles

"Artemis, I have heard your name in the Seven Belt Road before. Today, if you want to protect

Apollo it would be a hard task. Today...he would die"

"Today....The Sun of Olympus would dim"

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