Kingdom of Light: I am from the planet of Batt, specializing in high-end games

Chapter 206 Tartarus: Do you really think I can't handle you?
Rumble——! !

Tartarus suddenly raised both hands, his fingers spread wide, and the powerful Absolut energy within his body instantly reached its peak.

In an instant, countless golden lightning bolts surged forth from his palms like roaring angry dragons, striking towards King Black with overwhelming force.

Those blazing, dazzling golden bolts of lightning, like divine punishment, illuminated the entire land, and the air was filled with a scorching atmosphere due to the high-voltage current.

However, all this awe-inspiring power seemed to fall into nothingness when it touched King Black's body. It was silently swallowed and disintegrated by the layer of dark mist surrounding him, turning into specks of light and disappearing into nothingness.

"hiss……"

Tartarus involuntarily gasped.

He did not stop his attack, but instead unleashed several more waves of denser and fiercer lightning strikes, but the result was the same.

All the attacks were easily neutralized by that unknown energy barrier, without actually causing any harm!
Just as the last bolt of lightning vanished, Tartarus's gaze suddenly turned serious, and he quickly assessed the situation.

"It seems that this King Black possesses some special ability that makes him immune to all energy-based attacks!"

After a moment's pause, Tartarus slowly clenched his fists, his bones cracking, and an oppressive force slowly gathered and rose around his body.

"So the only way to defeat this King Black is through physical attacks."

At this moment, King Black roared, letting out a deafening roar that seemed to tear the sky apart.

He suddenly opened his blood-red maw, and a scorching aura instantly filled the surroundings.

Immediately afterwards, blazing flames erupted from his mouth like a violent torrent, roaring past with the power to incinerate everything, like a lava eruption.

These flames, burning with an aura of destruction, were not aimed directly at Tartarus, who stood in the air, but instead poured down on the surrounding buildings in a frenzied and resolute manner.

A series of violent explosions rang out in quick succession, and flames crashed against the buildings made of special materials, instantly turning skyscrapers into a sea of ​​fire.

Debris flew everywhere, metal twisted and deformed, and walls cracked and shattered under the high temperature and impact.

Pillars of fire shot into the sky, billowing smoke and dust, and the entire area was razed to the ground in an instant.

"You dare steal my Hyper Zetton."

Looking at the surrounding buildings reduced to ruins, the Nackle alien let out a cold laugh, "You dared to steal my Hyper Zetton."

"I'll blow up your so-called kingdom, and then get my Hyper Zetton back!"

The Baltan aliens were equally shocked to see Black King's incredible power.

The main point is that monsters of this level are practically invincible in the entire universe.

Even Tartarus can't deal with him now, is there really no way to deal with him at all?

"Ha, this is really going too far!"

Tartarus's low, cold laugh exploded in the chaotic air.

His eyes gleamed with a blinding golden light, and his pupils churned with fury.

"Give me...die!"

With a roar, Tartarus leaped into the air and stomped his foot hard on the ground, causing the earth to crack and a huge shockwave to ripple outwards for several meters from his foot.

The next second, he transformed into a dazzling golden meteor, leaving a trail of light in mid-air, like a divine punishment descending from the heavens, heading straight for King Black.

That fist, like a weapon tearing the sky apart, struck Black King's bloated yet deadly body with unadorned ferocity.

The fist struck King Black squarely in the abdomen. In an instant, a thunderous roar erupted, sending shockwaves that kicked up dust and debris from an area of ​​dozens of meters around.

With a loud "bang," the two-hundred-meter-tall monster was slammed into the ground and staggered back several steps.

"Wow, his physical abilities are incredibly strong."

The Nackle aliens were astonished to see that Tartarus could defeat King Black with a single punch.

"Isn't it true that they are the ultimate life form in the universe?"

The Nackle aliens were well aware of King Black's existence.

They have already cultivated it to its fullest potential through their own efforts.

With the added stimulation of the Potential Fruit, he is already the strongest being and there is no way to go any further.

The fact that Tartarus could knock him back with his fists shows that, in terms of physical strength...

King Black was no match for his opponent.

Soon, the two sides had exchanged several blows.

At this point, Tartarus was firing on all cylinders, thanks to his ability to accurately predict the enemy's attacks.

He was like an emotionless fighting machine, his pupils gleaming with a cold, mechanical light as he analyzed data.

Every move he made was calculated, with no unnecessary actions. Every dodge, block, and counterattack was perfectly timed and extremely precise.

King Black roared and swung his massive fist, his moves fierce and ruthless, smashing out with an earth-shattering force.

However, whenever a punch is about to land, Tartarus can always dodge it a step in advance and even counterattack calmly.

Almost none of King Black's attacks actually hit his opponent's body; the wind from his punches only left behind a whistling sound and a scorching shockwave.

However, multiple wounds had begun to appear on his body, marks left by Tartarus's retaliation.

On the contrary, Tartarus is as cunning as a viper, seizing the slightest opening to counterattack every time he dodges.

His fists were as swift as lightning, each strike producing a dull, violent thud as they pounded into King Black's chest, hitting the same spot every time.

The area had gradually caved in, flesh and blood were torn apart, and black energy was spraying out from the wound.

boom!
A deafening roar, like Thor pounding the heavens, shattered the silence. The 200-meter-tall Black King, like a broken pillar, soared into the air.

It slammed heavily onto the ground.

"Roar……"

Immediately following was a low roar, a mixture of pain and savagery, that shattered the brief silence.

King Black lay sprawled on the shattered ground, his chest heaving violently, breathing heavily and hot gasps.

Even though he was covered in wounds, his chest was caved in, and his arms had several fractures, his eyes still burned with an intense fighting spirit and madness.

That gaze pierced through the smoke and ruins, staring straight at Tartarus, who stood motionless in place, his eyes revealing an unyielding, frenzied, and cruel ferocity.

Instead of weakening with his injuries, his anger and hatred intensified, making him even more frenzied.

(End of this chapter)