“Come again!”
Kyle seemed to be quite resentful about what happened before. He glided down and dragged Kratos, who had no time to break free from the whip, to the edge of the venue.
He climbed upside down on the wall of the duel arena, pulling and swinging the whip, hanging Kratos' body up, swinging it again and again and smashing it to the ground.
Gravel was flying everywhere, dust was rolling, and the duel arena was shaking slightly.
"Oh my god. Is that still Mr. Kyle?"
An Li and her brother and Bai Bo were in the front area of the audience, watching the scene from a close distance and looking at each other in surprise.
“Is it ever going to end?”
In the duel arena, Kratos suddenly roared, depression and anger written all over his face. He planted his feet firmly on the ground after falling down once, and simply by pulling his neck back, he actually pulled Kyle, who was standing on the wall, over to him.
Kyle reacted quickly, quickly canceling the whip form of his left hand, gliding at low altitude using his wings, and trying to quickly pass over Kratos' head.
Kratos squatted and jumped up, with an amazing bounce approaching Kyle, and was about to knock him away with a punch.
"Claw form!" Kyle stared, and three dark claws extended from his clenched left fist, colliding with the opponent's fist filled with divine power.
"Crack!"
The dark claws shattered and collapsed from the tip to the end of the fist.
"Sure enough, it's still too difficult to take a punch from the God Clan head-on."
Having suffered a loss, Kyle sighed helplessly, covering his painful left arm and gliding away from the subsequent attack.
In the duel, Kratos was the most depressed. Kyle, who was fully covered in venom, had many attack forms, and his movements were so flexible that he could even glide and stay in the air for a short time.
The gods without divine weapons are like birds with broken wings. Not only will their strength be greatly reduced, they will also be unable to fly solely by divine power.
"I don't know where my artifact axe is. If my artifact is still there..."
Kratos gritted his teeth and fell back to the ground helplessly.
A while ago, he still had some connection with the broken battle axe, until a few days ago, when the connection was suddenly and completely severed.
Kratos had no idea that the axe was in Kyle's card space and had become a private collector's edition item card.
In the following battle, Kyle did not choose to fight Kratos head-on, but cleverly used his own agility and cleverness, and attacked with multiple forms, to wear down and torture Kratos's power and spirit bit by bit like hunting prey.
Kratos was not afraid at all. His body was thick and tough, and with divine power, his physical resistance was off the charts. Even if Kyle's strongest blade chopped him down, it was basically just a superficial wound.
For a moment, neither could do anything to the other, and the fight between the two became a stalemate that lasted indefinitely.
But despite this, the audience in the auditorium was still watching the scene in thrilling ecstasy, their eyes never leaving the fierce battle arena for even a second.
"It's not a solution to keep dragging it on like this..."
Kyle had just jumped and glided to dodge Kratos's powerful punch, and a thought flashed through his mind, "Is there any other combat form that I haven't used yet?"
Venom seemed to know what he was thinking and quickly gave him hints through his mind.
"Oh, and there's that new trick."
Kyle took a deep breath and closed his eyes to adjust his condition. He used his wings to float in the air ten meters high, and clenched his hands tightly to gather strength.
The next moment, all the strength in his body was drained!
At the same time, the keratinous membrane coat transformed by the venom glowed with a dark glow, as if it was brewing and preparing something.
"What new tricks are you playing?" Kratos snorted coldly, stomped on the floor, and flew up like a cannonball, quickly approaching Kyle in the air.
Just as Kratos approached, Kyle suddenly opened his eyes, his scarlet pupils glowed brightly, and he stared forward calmly and indifferently, "Sorry, the winner is already decided!"
'Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!'
Tens of millions of sharp black tentacles with a dark luster appeared, centered on his body, densely packed together and suddenly burst out at high speed!
It was like the death fireworks blooming in hell, blooming to its fullest in an instant!
Thousands of tentacles, ending everything!!!
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'Tick!'
The sharp black tentacles pierced Kratos' chest and limbs. Although they did not completely penetrate the body, they still penetrated more than half of the bones. The bright red blood flowed down along the tentacles and quietly dripped onto the ground.
The rest of the more than a thousand black tentacles exploded in an all-round, 360-degree manner without any blind spots, and shot downwards. The ground was as fragile as a piece of paper and was easily pierced, forming vertical black pillars.
The tentacles shot up into the sky, piercing through the floor of the rooftop room at the top of the interstellar stadium. Several of the Grandmaster's confidants were unlucky enough to have their bodies completely pierced through, with the tip of one of the tentacles just barely stopping at the Grandmaster's crotch.
The tentacles that shot out in all directions just reached the audience seats and hovered in front of the alien audience. Even half a meter forward would be enough to kill hundreds of creatures.
Kyle opened his mouth in shock. The power of these thousands of tentacles even confused him for a moment. But he didn't have time to think about it. His strength was almost drained out, and fatigue and weakness invaded his whole body.
What was even more serious was the venom. The gliding wings, the dark hood, the keratinous biological coat, all of these melted like ice and snow meeting the sun, turning into countless sticky black liquids that faded from Kyle's body and were about to flow down like blood.
Now, the only one who remained in the duel field was Vess. It quickly crawled behind Kyle, fixed itself and transformed into a rocket backpack, spraying a little blue tail flame, causing Kyle to remain suspended in the air.
"Venom?" Kyle shouted, and with a wave of his hand, he turned the falling ball of black liquid, which was the Venom itself, into a card and returned it to the card space.
"Master, sonic reconnaissance has detected that there are guard spaceships surrounding this area." Weiss responded with the message.
"Then we will reveal our last trump card." Kyle's eyes were dim, and he looked feebly at Kratos, who was unconscious and fixed in the air by the tentacles. He gritted his teeth and said, "No matter what, we must take this Protoss away from here safely!"
At this time, in the rooftop room of the interstellar venue.
The Grand Master was still in shock. He kicked the black tentacles that were close to him and smashed them into pieces. His face was gloomy and silent. His confidants who were familiar with him knew very well that he was furious at this moment!
Slaughter realized that the opportunity had come, stepped forward and said in a deep voice: "Grandmaster, that man is not like other challengers. It is too difficult to control him through any means. If he is kept alive, he will be a disaster for Saka sooner or later. I suggest that we take advantage of this moment to make him fall forever on this duel field!"
"Okay, you will be the leader of this mission, and you can freely mobilize the guards of the entire planet." The Grand Master nodded without hesitation and said with narrowed eyes: "But I have one request, save the 'Demon King' Kratos."
"Yes!" Tushuo showed ecstasy on his face. He glanced at the chaotic duel arena, turned around decisively and walked out of the room. He went to the elevator, took out the communication device and ordered, "All the guarding spaceships around the venue, seal off the venue, send a few combat spaceships in, and use laser cannons to kill the Challenger Tyrant! Even if it means flattening the duel venue!"
Carnage did not tell the guards a word about protecting Kratos. To him, any obstacle to killing Kyle and Venom was a burden and a nuisance.
Kyle must die!
The camera switches back to the StarCraft Arena.
Due to the terrifying impact of thousands of tentacles, the audience seats were in complete chaos and noisy, and countless alien audiences fled outside in panic.
The venue was like a huge beehive, completely blown up by the final blow!