"It hurts!"
In an instant, it was as if his spirit and soul were being torn apart. Tartarus trembled in an indescribable manner. Silver light climbed up his body and corroded his spiritual will.
All of its hideous heads shook and roared together. The sharp teeth inside turned and spat out more and thicker evil black fog to resist the continuous shooting of the scepter beam.
It was obvious that Tartarus was at a disadvantage after just one contact with Garen's attack.
But this was only the beginning.
The silver dragon's expression was indifferent. The black scale ring on its body emitted invisible fluctuations and disappeared into the river of time.
The river of time stirred up waves of ripples.
As Tartarus roared, dozens of Astral Scepters took shape and were distributed around Tartarus 'massive body. Then, at the same time, they shot out terrifying beams of light formed from endless spiritual energy towards different parts of Tartarus' body.
