"Huh—" Apollo smiled lightly. By the time he looked up, his entire hair had turned pure black, and the pupil color of his eyes had also turned pure black, without light.

"I am the light if you are the light to me—but if I become the light, I will not be able to get you, and I will only be born in darkness." Apollo muttered to himself.

Mousse shuddered as he watched all the characteristics and temperament of the God of Light completely disappear from Apollo.

Immediately, Apollo was surrounded by a very black gas.

This temperament ......

This temperament is not what else can be the dark god of the ancient West, I knock!

Mousse Muran.

To be honest, the point is that this black aura that suddenly appeared doesn't know why it keeps circling around him, as if he has a ...... watching himself?

Mousse wanted to reach out and drive away the black gas that was swirling around her, but she didn't expect it to be—as soon as she reached out and took the black gas, the gas was easily grasped by Mousse in the palm of his hand as if it were solid.

I have to say, she herself was shocked!

Apollo paused, his ears reddening.

Mousse was surprised, and curiously pinched the black ball.

Apollo's ears were even redder, and there was a faint light of water in his eyes, which added a touch of depraved beauty to him.

'This weird ball feels really good,' Mousse thought subconsciously.

Just when Mousse wanted to stretch out his hands and pull it, the black gas ran away by himself, and he ran back to Apollo in a humble way, swaying in circles.

Mousse knew that Apollo must be going to magnify the move, and she was just waiting for this consequence, and this Shura field habit was good...... However, after a long time, nothing happened so uneventful???

Mousse was confused.

What she didn't know was that Apollo was still immersed in the touch he had just unintentionally touched. His breathing was a little heavier because of Mousse's subconscious behavior just now, and when Mousse didn't pay attention, Apollo even snorted.

The black ball of light that surrounded Apollo like this was actually a part of his body. This thing was more sensitive than any part of his body, even more sensitive than that one—

He originally wanted to teach this thoughtful woman a good lesson. But I didn't expect that Mousse would actually start directly...... It's a little weak. Apollo held his forehead inwardly, it was too embarrassing.

He has a little shame, and this shame with an inexplicable coolness/feeling is the most shameful.

Although Apollo was a ruthless and desireless god, he did not understand anything. This feeling seems to be called desire by ordinary people.

Thinking so, Apollo paused...... Is this a desire for his own priest?

He obviously wanted to be calm, but thinking like this, his heart became even hotter, as if there was a fire burning.

But Apollo's own original body was the god of fire, how could there be fire burning, it was ridiculous.

The more he thought about it, the more solemn Apollo's expression became, as if he was thinking about something big to save the world.

Mousse continued to wonder.

I only saw Apollo's gaze staring at him, deeper and deeper, more and more intense.

It's like looking at a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Bah, you can't say that about yourself, what a lamb, this is too inappropriate.