**Bang! Bang! Bang!**
Within the battle, the iron chain swung vigorously, accompanied by the relentless impacts between the Iron Man suit and the ground.
Kratos had fully transformed into the merciless God of War, playing with Kyle as if toying with a hapless opponent. He repeatedly smashed Kyle into the ground with a power that towered above humanity.
"Shit." Calvin crawled into Enri's arms, his tail raised in alarm, unable to watch any longer.
The relentless pummeling continued until the Iron Man suit was riddled with cracks. Drops of blood seeped from the seams, and the Iron mask covering Kyle's face had split open, revealing his bloodless countenance beneath.
Once again, Kratos swung the iron chain, dragging Kyle into the air. But just at that moment, the metallic arm lifted slightly, and the damaged engine from the hand of the Iron Man suit emitted a laser beam that precisely struck the middle of the iron chain.
With a resounding snap, the iron chain broke. Kyle was free, and he descended in freefall toward the ground. As he neared the ground, he expelled an energy tidal wave from his feet, decelerating and landing gracefully.
"Master, energy leakage detected. There's less than one layer left. Additionally, the makeshift Iron Man suit is on the verge of collapse and cannot sustain high-stress combat for much longer," Vis reported with a touch of concern.
"Not just the suit, I'm running out of steam too. Damn it!" Kyle spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes coldly fixed on Kratos before him. He contemplated, "No more hiding. Activate the Ultimate Killer Move of the sui!"
"Understood!" Vis immediately grasped Kyle's intentions.
During those two days in the central building's isolation room, Kyle and Vis collected information, crafted the rudimentary Iron Man suit, and conducted over a thousand combat simulations on the computer. To defeat high-level lifeforms like gods, there was only one way— The Ultimate Killer Move!
"Whether I win or lose, it all hinges on this move," Kyle took a deep breath and discarded the defunct engine from the palm section of the Iron Man suit.
Kratos observed this scene with calmness, asking, "Giving up, are you?"
"Of course not!" Kyle sneered coldly, and suddenly, his feet erupted with an energy tidal wave. He left behind a series of white rings as he surged forward.
Aerial Dash!
"Is it this move again? You won't catch me by surprise twice. I won't let you live up to that name."
Kratos's thoughts raced as he swiftly reacted. As Kyle's figure blurred during Blink, he rapidly threw a punch forward.
The Aerial Dash's burst speed was indeed remarkable, but its major flaw was its rigid linear trajectory, locked in the original direction.
As Kratos had suspected and predicted, just as Kyle's figure appeared in front of the punch, accompanied by a howling wind, he struck the area where the punch was aimed.
From a third-party perspective, it looked as though Kyle was intentionally colliding chest-first with Kratos's fist.
Audience members in the stands gasped in shock, and Kratos grinned, "It's all over."
The punch landed on Kyle's Iron Man suit, right on the Kryon slot emitting a white light. Despite the vibranium's energy-absorbing and kinetic buffering properties, the terrifying force continued to expand uncontrollably. The Iron Man suit began to crack all over and was on the brink of complete collapse!
Coughing up blood along with fragments of his shattered internal organs, Kyle made no sound. His feet remained firmly planted on the ground, and his eyes emitted a faint glimmer of hope and determination amid the Blink.
This was the moment!
Ignoring his own injuries, Kyle rapidly extended his hands. Two small paralysis nerve devices were applied to Kratos's shoulders.
He roared, "Vis!"
Simultaneously, Vis had already transmitted the initiation signal via electromagnetic simulation. The paralysis nerve control devices activated, enveloping Kratos in a white electrical discharge, penetrating his body, and paralyzing his inner essence.
One such device had already been sufficient to briefly paralyze Thor, rendering him powerless to resist. Now, with two devices synchronously engaging, it was even more potent.
Kratos widened his eyes, his indomitable divine body trembling. Finally, he fell straight toward Kyle.
**Bang! Bang! Bang!**
In the midst of the battle, the iron chain swung relentlessly, and the cacophonous impacts between the Iron Man suit and the ground continued.
Kratos had fully transformed into the ruthless God of War, using his overpowering might to play with Kyle as if he were a mere toy, repeatedly smashing him into the ground.
"Wow," Calvin crawled into Enri's arms, his tail raised in alarm, unable to bear witness the spectacle any longer.
In the blink of an eye, amidst the horrified gazes of countless spectators in the arena, Kyle, carrying the immobilized Kratos beneath him, ascended higher and higher, surpassing the hundred-meter height of the Interstellar arena, soaring over numerous suspended spectator spaceships, and continued his upward trajectory into the vast expanse of the starry sky.
"My Sakaars, he's gone mad, absolutely mad!" Night Owl on a certain spaceship exclaimed, sitting dumbfounded on the deck.
"What is he trying to do?!" The Grandmaster stood up again, looking shocked as he gazed at Kyle, who had turned into a brilliant star in the sky.
In the seats nearby, the smile on Grandmaster's face disappeared. He tilted his head slightly, his eyes filled with suspicion and uncertainty, feeling that things had spiraled beyond his control.
Above the dueling arena, at an altitude of thousands of meters.
Kyle's Iron Man suit ignited with a radiant glow beneath his feet. He lifted off abruptly, using Kratos's immobilized body as a propellant, and shot upward into the sky!
However, in the blink of an eye, Kyle, carrying the incapacitated Kratos, soared past two thousand meters, three thousand meters, five thousand meters…
"This height isn't enough. Keep going!" Kyle bellowed, defying the chilly night winds, and relentlessly climbing higher.
Six thousand meters, seven thousand meters, nine thousand meters!
At this altitude, they had left the atmosphere of Planet Sakaar. Colorful spatial wormholes surrounded them, and the space around them warped and twisted chaotically.
The trail of flames ceased, and the Iron Man suit froze at sub-zero temperatures. Vis struggled to maintain control as the suit disintegrated into countless icy shards, revealing Kyle within.
Frost clung to Kyle's eyebrows, his breathing labored. He slightly adjusted his posture in mid-air, clutching Kratos's legs tightly, aiming the bald head of the god downwards.
Then, the two became one, and they began plummeting from a height of nine thousand meters!
Kratos's body trembled, his will slowly awakening, but it was too late!
Eight thousand meters, six thousand meters, four thousand meters, two thousand meters…
Their descent grew increasingly rapid, and the wind pressure became agonizing for Kyle. However, he fixed his gaze unwaveringly on the Interstellar arena below, which was getting closer and closer.
"Master, the speed is too fast! If we crash like this, even with an enemy as a cushion, there's a high probability that you'll die on impact!" Vis warned anxiously, transforming into an earpiece hanging by Kyle's ear.
"Not taking this risk, how could I ever have a chance to defeat the god-like lifeforms?" Kyle laughed heartily, gazing at the approaching arena and closing his eyes in determination. "This is what it means to embrace death!"
He had staked his entire future on this one strike!
(End of this chapter)
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