Original subtitles

-This can't be. -Apollo, surely not…

Reduced to such a state.

Leonidas' ferocious counterattack has exploded!

The indomitable Spartan king

has finally brought the Sun God crashing to the ground!

Amazing. He turned the tide with just one blow.

This is the might of Sparta's greatest king.

Sparta!

Sparta!

See that, you gods?

This is Sparta's King Leonidas!

This… is a real man!

KNOW THYSELF

Hell yeah!

He really crushed Apollo head-on!

A…

Amazing! He didn't even fall after taking an attack like that!

An incredible mental fortitude and a robust physique.

The Spartans truly are a fearsome people.

-It's not… -Oh.

-…just Sparta! -Wow.

Who do you think is fighting alongside him?

Sister Geirölul. She's the most terrifying of the 13 sisters when she's angry.

Even I've never seen her give up when she's furious.

That's

quite reassuring.

Exactly.

Go for it, Sister Geirölul.

Yeah!

How's that, you narcissistic god?

To think humanity was this formidable.

The fight must surely be over!

No! The sun hasn't burned out yet!

What a sight.

The god who boasted unparalleled beauty

is now reduced to a tattered shadow of himself!

Apollo!

No! I can't bear to watch anymore.

"Never stand in front of a Spartan."

Go to sleep already.

You don't want everyone to see you in such a pathetic state, do you?

Pathetic? You've got it all wrong.

You of all people should understand.

Even now, as I burn my soul

to fight and defeat you,

I am more beautiful than ever!

"Beautiful"?

He's just acting tough.

Got beat up that bad, huh?

See, I told you so.

He fought head-on like an idiot, and look at the result.

Doesn't he know his place?

Those bystanders are spouting nonsense.

You actually do like Apollo, don't you?

Not at all!

It's just… he's definitely not someone who doesn't know his place.

Exactly.

No other god

knows his place or himself as well as Apollo does.

"Know Thyself" are the words inscribed at the Temple of Apollo in Delphi.

Ancient Greeks are said to have interpreted this as follows.

You lowly humans should know your place.

Apollo was a god of philosophy, a god of poetry,

a god of medicine, a god of archery,

a god of music, and a god of prophecy.

He was also revered as the "Sun God."

It is said he handed this down

as a warning to foolish humans.

But was that truly Apollo's intent?

No, it was not.

No. The complete opposite.

There is a true story that proves it.

In ancient Greece, when gods and humans were still close,

a monster named Python roamed the land of Delphi.

DELPHI VILLAGE

PYTHON

Scared of little old me?

Run!

Be more afraid, tremble more!

Banished from Valhalla for his grotesque appearance,

Python frequently attacked human villages.

That's enough, you monster!

Huh?

By Lord Ares' command…

ARES' DIVINE SOLDIERS

…we will slay you.

Weak, so weak!

All bark and no bite, you fake gods!

He defeated every god sent to slay him

and ran rampant, not to be tamed by anyone.

No! I'm scared!

He was utterly despised, like the venomous serpent he was.

And then, one day…

So you're Python, the one who wiped out my best friend Ares' followers?

Who are you?

Well, well, well…

To live up to my best friend's expectations,

I'll take you on myself.

VALHALLA

What? Apollo has sortied? Why?

Something about expectations.

He's doing whatever he wants again.

The sun rises without being asked.

A friend answers expectations without being asked.

What's with this cryptic nonsense?

But for Apollo himself, one of the 12 Olympian gods,

to come all this way…

Fine by me!

I'm gonna tear that smug face of yours to shreds!

That day, a god descended and felled Python with a single blow.

Had enough? Guess I win.

You damn god.

I'll kill you!

To think that just one hit could do this to me.

What strength is this?

But

I won't lose to a guy like you!

I…

I…

I still haven't lost!

Is that so? All right!

Then let's continue this tomorrow.

I'll be taking this comfy bed.

You can sleep somewhere else.

And so,

the next day, and the day after that,

day after day,

Python challenged Apollo and was defeated each time.

Damn it.

Damn it.

Damn it!

I can't lose.

Not yet.

I… can't lose.

Especially not to a guy like you.

Why do you keep challenging me?

I've always been hated for no reason.

Persecuted for no reason.

Whether in Valhalla or on Earth,

it's the same everywhere.

It's because I was born a monster.

It's because of the way I look!

That's why…

that's why I won't lose

to someone like you,

admired for their beauty and strength.

An all-powerful god who was born with everything.

I can't lose to someone like you!

I don't want to lose!

Beautiful.

I said you're beautiful.

"Beautiful"? Me?

Don't mess with me! Don't mock me!

I'm not messing with you.

I wouldn't mock you.

How can you say a savage beast like me looks beautiful?

Looks? Appearance doesn't matter.

What's beautiful is your very existence right now.

You, facing yourself, fighting with a burning soul,

are truly beautiful.

What would you know about me--

I know

because I'm the same.

Was Apollo always a shining, all-powerful god?

No.

Apollo was acknowledged by all in the Divine Greek Realm

as a mediocre god.

A god of philosophy, a god of poetry,

a god of medicine, a god of archery,

a god of prophecy, a god of boxing…

These talents of Apollo were not innate gifts.

They were all earned

through blood-soaked effort.

And so the mediocre god with no talent

rose to become one of the 12 Olympian gods,

eventually hailed as Helios, Phoibos, the radiant Sun God Apollo.

You think you're the same as me?

Those who are not beautiful

are the ones content with the present who stop moving forward.

They are the ones who rest on their current happiness or fortune.

Those who know themselves know their shortcomings.

Those who know themselves know their weaknesses.

Those who know themselves do not fear change.

Those who know themselves

should take pride in their own beauty!

But I have hurt people.

A snake whose tail is stepped on may bite.

To protect its own life, it might lash out.

Perhaps it's the gods' job to stop that before it turns into war.

I've enjoyed my vacation enough, so I'll head back now.

Thanks for the great bed.

I…

I won't lose!

I won't lose anymore!

After that, Python ceased attacking human settlements

and remained in Delphi.

He built a temple to honor Apollo and became its guardian.

It is said that these words were inscribed on the temple…

KNOW THYSELF GNOTHI SEAUTON

It is precisely because one knows oneself that one can surpass oneself.

He continually elevates himself.

That's why Apollo is so strong.

To become more beautiful than yesterday, and even more so in this very moment,

I burn my soul!

You're still acting cool even in a state like that?

Damn, it's annoying.

But, goddamn, I love it!

Filled with murderous intent, I'll goddamn crush you with all I've got!

Spartan King Leonidas,

I don't care for your filthy language.

But that strike earlier was beautiful.

You, too, seem to "know thyself" and burn your soul.

In which case, there's only one thing to do.

Let's burn our souls to the fullest together!

Apollo has unraveled the thread from his hand!

What's he planning?

I knew it. That technique…

Huh?

Come, Artemis.

-What the heck? -It's so bright!

Apollo's Divine Treasure is emitting an unprecedentedly powerful light!

Huh? It's gone?

Moonbeams of Artemis.

What is that?

A massive statue of a goddess has appeared behind Apollo!

Beautiful.

Huh? Who is?

What did you say?

When he gets serious, he's truly beautiful.

-Oh? -Oh.

-So embarrassing. -How honest of you.

The Divine Treasure, Moonbeams of Artemis.

It's been a while since I've seen it.

Apollo's not used it since the Gigantomachy, right?

Okay, let's do this!

The goddess is forming something with those threads of light!

According to Greek mythology,

the twin gods Apollo and Artemis wielded golden bows

to defeat the Gigantes, the race of giants.

A massive bow, glowing with light, has appeared in Apollo's hands!

It's huge! Is that a bow?

Can he even use that thing?

Try to take this.

He's turned light into matter, forming an arrow!

The supreme technique of Phoibos Apollo!

"Supreme"?

Sounds fun. Shoot it, you godly jerk!

Idiot! You can't take that head-on!

Something's hot.

Your ear!

Ow!

What the heck was that?

What just happened?

In a flash of light, Apollo's arrow vanished,

and holes appeared in both Leonidas and the arena wall!

Truly, the radiance of the sun is a divine yet terrifying technique.

Yes.

"The golden arrows shot by Apollo are as fast as light itself."

"If it hits a human, they'd die instantly without even feeling pain."

It's the fastest strike in the divine realm.

Even the Gigantes fell helplessly before that technique.

I'm probably the only one in Valhalla who could block that arrow.

That human must be done for.

That hurt, you asshole god.

There's no way to dodge that!

Leo, those arrows are too dangerous.

I'm falling back to your shield.

You endured that strike?

It should be more than just painful.

You're unbelievably tough!

Apollo Epicurius!

We'll be caught in the ricochets!

Leo!

King Leonidas!

An incredible barrage!

Unavoidable arrows of light rain down like a meteor shower!

Leonidas has no way to counter!

Oops. That felt so good, I almost dozed off.

You're something else.

But we need a plan.

Arrows you can't see…

Don't worry.

It doesn't matter if we can see them or not.

They're just arrows.

I'll smash them to bits.

Leo…

I commend you for enduring this far.

That's why I won't let you suffer anymore.

Let's end this!

End it? Hell no!

Subtitle translation by: Daisy Savage