Great, we're doomed now!

Every millisecond change is crucial, or you'll be cut down by your opponent. Their agility is unlike that of a battle between "giants"!

However, after the initial quick attack, both of them became more cautious. The two spectators could then see their movements more clearly. Carmilla was expressionless, while Triga looked amazed.

These two were far more skilled than him...

Tartarus's swordsmanship was sharp and precise. Every move of the kingdom's secret techniques was aimed at the vital points. In his hands, the Blade of Empera was like a venomous snake, constantly rising and falling, flicking its deadly tongue, attacking relentlessly to create an opening, waiting for the opportunity to deliver a fatal blow.

In contrast, Ye Shou's swordsmanship was more steady and profound... one could even say "conservative." As the golden sword danced, it created layers of light screens, blocking all of Tartarus's attacks with a wide-area defensive stance. Naturally, the number of times the sword was swung would be less.

The two fought from the beach to the reef, and then back to the beach, plunging into the deep abyss and into the dense clouds of the atmosphere... Wherever their swords passed, the reefs cracked and they were unstoppable, before deep furrows were plowed into the beach.

Triga and Carmilla retreated to a distance, watching the two figures locked in a tangle, unable to intervene for the time being.

...After dozens of rounds, both of them had sustained numerous injuries.

"Father...it seems he's at a disadvantage, I—"

"Don't move." Carmilla raised her hand to stop Triga, her gaze never leaving the battlefield.

"but!"

"Watch!"

Triga gritted his teeth and ultimately retreated.

But as he watched Ye Shou's increasingly rapid breathing and the light particles drifting from the wound, he felt that something was amiss:

Ye Shouping's usual fighting style is not like this!

He recalled the first time he met Ye Shou—that composed figure who single-handedly fought three opponents in the ancient world. Back then, Ye Shou was like a mountain, unshakeable by any storm. But now…

"Is he not feeling well?" Triga asked in a low voice.

Carmilla did not answer, her gaze flickering on Ye Shou as if she were pondering something.

On the other side of the battlefield, Tartarus's offensive grew increasingly fierce!

He gradually gained more and more control over the Blade of Empera. The sword seemed to come alive, the dark light on its blade growing ever stronger, and each swing produced a chilling whistling sound.

Ye Shou's wounds multiplied, and light particles drifted away like water...

In contrast, Tartarus's previous wounds had mostly healed, leaving only a few faint marks. The healing power of the Absolut particles was clearly evident in him.

"It seems your legend is nothing more than this." Tartarus slashed down with his sword, and Ye Shou raised his sword to block, but was forced back three steps by the impact.

A cold smile curled at the corner of the little golden statue's lips. Judging from his current performance, this Bayeri was far from as terrifying as the legends suggested. Perhaps he would stand at the pinnacle in the future, but at least in this timeline and on this battlefield, he was not strong enough!

"If I could defeat you here..."

A wish that was originally not worth trying is now suddenly just one step away from coming true!

Tartarus's mind raced, and his attacks quickened even further, as he didn't want to give Ye Shou a chance to escape.

—The blade of Emperor descended with a sharp wind pressure, and Ye Shou dodged to the side, the blade grazing his shoulder.

Tartarus changed his move accordingly, slashing horizontally with his sword towards Ye Shou's waist and abdomen. Ye Shou blocked with his golden sword but was forced to kneel down by the impact.

“It’s over.” Tartarus gripped his sword with both hands and raised it high above his head.

Ye Shou used his sword to support himself as he stood up, panting. At that moment, Tartarus had already brought his sword down—

Roll away to get out of the way!

Boom~

The Blade of Emperor struck the beach, blasting open a chasm tens of meters deep!

The two clashed on the beach, one launching a relentless offensive while the other parried fiercely. Tartarus's sword repeatedly missed its mark, just a hair's breadth away from striking a vital point, yet Ye Shou always managed to evade it by the narrowest of margins.

"Slippery and slippery." Tartarus frowned slightly and increased the speed of his hands again, but everything has its limits, and he was gradually feeling his strength waning.

Ye Shou's wounds multiplied, and the light particles dissipated faster and faster. He looked like a leaky, dilapidated ship that could sink at any moment... but he just wouldn't fall!

Tartarus's patience was wearing thin, and he had several new wounds. Although they were healing quickly under the influence of the Absolut particles, the healing speed had obviously slowed down.

With the slightest movement, the wound on his shoulder, which had been slashed by the golden sword, began to reopen, and two shallow sword marks appeared under his ribs.

—Of course, he still holds an absolute advantage overall.

"Still want to struggle?" Tartarus thrust out his sword, but Ye Shou dodged to the side. The sword pierced the sea behind him and shattered into countless bubbles.

Ye Shou didn't speak, but after creating a safe distance, he used his sword to support himself on the ground and gasped for breath.

Seeing his disheveled appearance, Tartarus's last doubts vanished.

Keep it up!

Now it's all about endurance; let's see who can hold out until the end!

He raised the Blade of Emperor, and golden particles condensed on its blade, causing it to emit a blinding light.

"Let's end this pointless battle with this one strike!"

"Bayel!"

Triga couldn't hold back any longer, but Carmilla raised her hand to stop him again, her gaze still fixed on Ye Shou.

"Wait," she said softly.

Triga was taken aback at first, then followed her gaze—

Ye Shou was panting, bleeding... he looked utterly wretched, but his eyes... those eyes...

It's too peaceful.

hum! ! !

The sword light cleaved through space, and light and shadow flickered violently in the crack.

An invisible sword aura swept out, tearing the sea surface, which was ten thousand meters wide, in two. The seawater on both sides stood like cliffs, revealing the damp rock bed below.

Ultraman Bayeri's figure was also submerged in the sword energy.

After unleashing this sword strike, Tartarus was panting heavily, his chest heaving violently. The golden particles around his body had thinned considerably, indicating that Absolut's power was greatly depleted—an attack of this magnitude was not something he could easily execute even.

In fact, he was already in a weakened state from the moment he appeared, still recovering from his injuries, and fighting Ye Shou was like adding insult to injury... especially when using such a powerful move.

But he felt it was worth it!

As long as we can win, any price is worth it.

He knew this sword strike wouldn't kill his opponent; Bayeli wasn't an easy opponent to fall, having already demonstrated astonishing resilience in the previous battle. So without hesitation, the instant Ye Shou was suppressed by the sword energy, he abandoned his sword and clasped his hands together in front of him.

Ultimately, he wasn't particularly skilled with swords; he trusted his own special moves more than divine weapons.

hum~~~

Energy gathered in his palm, growing brighter and denser, condensing into a twisted ball of lightning that radiated destructive ripples as it swirled, causing even the surrounding space to tremble.

Absolute annihilation!

Tartarus thrust his hands out with a sudden burst of devastating lightning, engulfing everything in his field of vision!

At the same time, Bayeli, who had been slashed with a huge wound on his body, raised his hands, and the power of light gathered in his palms, transforming into a blazing crimson stream of light—

Enhanced Diracium Light Stream!

The two forces collided in mid-air, producing no sound but flickering light and shadow, a mixture of crimson and gold, before exploding into visible energy ripples that swept across the boundary between land and sea.

boom!

boom!

boom!

Each ripple was enough to easily annihilate a monster. The solid ground became as fragile as glass under its onslaught; the ground cracked, the sea surged back, and the reefs on the coastline were crushed into powder by the shockwave.

As the third ripple was released, the rock beneath their feet began to collapse, and the entire coastline was reshaped by the tearing energy.

Boom~~~

A beam of light shot into the sky, tearing a huge hole in the clouds, revealing a distant starry sky even though it was daytime!

...After an unknown amount of time, the light faded away.

At the bottom of an enormous sinkhole, Bayeli's body lay among the rubble. The timer had lost its light, and the color on his body had faded, making him look like a lifeless stone statue.

Tartarus knelt on one knee at the edge of the sinkhole, panting heavily. After the previous battle, his hands were trembling slightly, and some golden particles fell from his fingertips. His entire body was dull and lifeless, clearly indicating that he had reached his limit.

Even so, a smile still appeared on his lips:

Won!

Although it was tough, he won.

Triga and Carmilla are no threat, because once the spacetime barrier is dispelled, no one can stop him from leaving.

Tartarus propped himself up on his knees, picked up the Blade of Empera that had fallen beside him, and stepped into the sinkhole, landing in front of Bayeri, looking down at the perfect body that had lost its luster.

"ended."

Raising the blade of Emperor Absolut, he aimed the tip at Ye Shou's chest, intending to seal this legendary superman and take him back to become the Absolut clan's greatest trophy.

The sword tip fell—

Snapped!

A hand grabbed his wrist.

Tartarus's pupils suddenly contracted!

That hand was steady and strong, its five fingers gripping his wrist bone like iron clamps. He looked down and met a scene he would never forget—Bayeli's eyes lit up again.

There was no frantic struggle or desperate fight like a cornered beast; those eyes were as calm as a still lake.

Tartarus was startled, but quickly regained his composure:

He sensed that Ye Shou's energy was depleted, so weak that it was almost imperceptible. Under such circumstances, even if there were any backup plans, it would be impossible to reverse the situation.

However, when he tried to break free, his wrist remained completely still.

"What--"

"finally……"

Bayeli spoke up.

The sound reached Tartarus's ears, making him feel inexplicably uneasy...