Chapter 192: Thousands of Tentacles, End Everything!
"Adult Venom, with its current full-coverage form of symbiotic fusion, may really be able to defeat the injured and weakened god creatures!"
Kyle mused, clenching his fists and feeling the ample increase in strength, now his pure strength was thirteen times that of a humanβ
Don't underestimate this is less than a third of the increase. Not only the strength, but also the physique, speed, facial perception, etc., have been greatly improved by a notch!
And the venom's own tough and bulletproof defensive coat, as well as various forms of combat ability, just make up for the lack of super soldier physique attack and defense peace, and completely incarnate into a combat creature for battle without any worries!
"Although your appearance has become hideous and terrifying, I have torn even the large alien monsters by hand. Mere human beings, also delusional to be comparable to the Protoss? β
Kratos spoke in a majestic voice, but his gaze became deeper and more solemn, and a faint divine power filled the surface of his body, and the coercion that overrode all beings leaked and oppressed outward.
Kyle smiled unmoved, his scarlet eyes flashed with cold light, and his body swelled with a rage, evil, killing, wild, and fearless aura of battle intent!
Call you a man or a god! It's right! Take advantage of your life to kill you!
'Step! β
The floor crumbles and shatters, and Kyle suddenly erupts, turning into a blurry black afterimage, and attacks Kratos in a furious manner.
Now the opponent is still in a state of dizziness and injury from falling from a height, and Kyle's state is at its peak after Venom returns, so there is no reason to wait for the other party to recover!
Kratos quickly looked up, and a bright sword light flashed, but Kyle's left arm was completely transformed into a huge blade, the handle of which was the shoulder, and the blade cut through the air sharply, slashing down from top to bottom.
With his arms crossed in front of him, Kratos blocked the slash of the blade, which only cut through a trace of his skin.
But then, Kyle's eyes flashed fiercely, and he quickly stretched out his other free right hand, transforming into a long, black and tough whip, which bounced and shot out, wrapping around Kratos's neck.
Kratos' face changed slightly, and he wanted to reach out and pull the long whip, but how could Kyle give him time to fight back-
"Sprint in the air, blast me!"
Kelsen smiled coldly, and the skill of sprinting in the air was activated, and the energy tide under his feet erupted in disorder, and the whole person, with Kratos, who was wrapped around the restraint with a long whip, rushed up to a height of thirty meters in an instant again.
"This is back to you!"
The man reached the highest point in the air, and Kyle pulled the whip with both hands, and threw it back as if he were falling on the back shoulder.
'Bang! β
Kratos was slammed to the floor of the field, and his bald head was wounded, making him dizzy.
"Come again!"
Kyle seemed to be resentful of what had happened before, sliding down, dragging Kratos to the edge of the arena before he had time to break free of his whip.
He stood upside down on the wall of the dueling arena, pulling and flicking his whip, hanging Kratos's body upwards, and slamming it to the floor again and again.
Rubble was splattering, dust was billowing out, and the dueling arena was trembling slightly.
"God. Is that still Mr. Kyle? β
Sister An Li and Bai Bo were in the area at the front of the audience, watching this scene up close, and couldn't help but look at each other.
"It's endless."
In the dueling arena, Kratos suddenly let out a roar of rage, frustration and anger all written on his face, and after a smash, his feet were firmly planted on the ground, and he simply dragged Kyle who was standing on the wall back with a simple pull of his neck.
Kyle reacted quickly, quickly canceling the whip form of his left hand and gliding low in the air with his wings to quickly skim over Kratos's head.
Kratos crouches and leaps to his feet, bounces off Kyle in a surprising way, and punches him flying.
"Claw Form!" Kyle stared, his clenched left fist stretched out three dark claws, and slammed into the opponent's fist with divine power.
'Click! β
The dark claws shattered inch by inch from the tip to the end of the fist.
"Sure enough, it's still too difficult to catch a punch from the Protoss head-on."
After suffering a dark loss, Kyle sighed helplessly, and glided away from the follow-up attack with his left arm in pain.
In the dueling arena, Kratos is even more depressed. Kyle's attack forms in the Venom full coverage are numerous, not to mention the fact that his movements are too flexible, and he can glide and fly in the air for a short time.
Without an artifact, the Protoss is like a bird with broken wings, and while its strength is greatly reduced, it cannot fly with divine power alone.
"I don't know where my artifact tomahawk is, if my artifact is still ......"
Kratos gritted his teeth and fell limply back to the ground.
He had been in contact with the broken tomahawk for a while now, until a few days ago, when the connection was suddenly and completely severed.
Kratos didn't know that the axe was in Kyle's card space, and it had become a private collector's edition item card.
In the next battle, Kyle did not choose to be tough with Kratos, but dexterously used his agility and dexterity, and used multiple forms of attacks to deplete Kratos's divine power and spirit like hunting prey.
Kratos is not afraid at all, his god body is rough and thick, with divine power, and his physical resistance to blows is off the charts, even if it is the blade of Kyle's strongest attack, it is basically just a skin injury.
For a while, no one could help anyone, and the battle between the two became an indefinite stalemate.
But despite this, the audience in the audience still watched thrillingly, and their eyes did not leave the fierce duel arena for half a second.
"If it drags on like this, it's not a ......"
Kyle had just jumped and glided to dodge Kratos' magic punch, and a thought flashed through his mind, "Is there any other combat form that hasn't been used?" β
Venom seemed to know what he was thinking, and quickly gave a hint in his heart.
"By the way, there's a new trick."
Kyle took a deep breath, closed his eyes to adjust his state, and suspended his wings in mid-air at a height of ten meters, his hands slightly nervously clenched.
In the next moment, all the strength of his body was drained!
At the same time, the venom-transformed cuticle coat glows darkly, as if something is brewing.
"What's a new trick?" Kratos snorted coldly and stomped on the floor, sprinting high as a cannonball, flying straight towards Kyle in the air.
Just as Kratos approached him, Kyle suddenly opened his eyes, his scarlet pupils were shining, and he stared forward calmly, "I'm sorry, the outcome has been decided!" β
'Woooo β
Sharp black tentacles with a dark luster, tens of millions, centered on his body, densely burst outward at a rapid speed!
It's like a fireworks of death in hell, blooming to the extreme in an instant!
Thousands of tentacles, end everything!!