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

Chapter 133 Everything is going too smoothly, something feels off.

Following this destruction, a profound sense of unease permeated the city.

The lingering fear in the hearts of the people transformed into billowing purple smoke, surging forth from the depths of their souls and converging into the body of the evil sorcerer like a tidal wave.

The smoke was not only unusually colored, but also seemed to have a viscous texture, enveloping the evil sorcerer in a huge purple vortex.

In response, the evil sorcerer revealed an extremely blissful expression. He felt an unprecedented sense of pleasure and satisfaction throughout his body, and he could almost hear every cell in his body cheering with joy.

At this moment, he couldn't wait for Jeton to cause more destruction to the city, to make the fear in the air even more intense, so that he could absorb as much of it as he wanted today, until his strength reached a new peak.

Lin Luo naturally noticed all these changes, but his emotions didn't fluctuate much as he quietly pondered his next strategy.

He knew it.

"I can't absorb all these negative emotions right now, but I can feed the Evil Star Mage until he's full and his power reaches its peak before imprisoning him. When we're about to complete Hyper Zetton, I'll feed him into it like fuel."

In this way, we can ensure that we maximize the use of every bit of negative emotion.

"Zetton, continue the attack!"

The battle between Zetton and Triga reached a fever pitch. The two fought fiercely for three rounds, and in that short time, the surrounding high-rise buildings collapsed one after another, and the entire city looked like a giant construction site.

It wasn't that Triga was unwilling to stop the destruction, but faced with a monster whose behavior was completely unpredictable, even he could only adopt a defensive stance.

Sometimes this Jaden would suddenly change direction and charge at him.

But in the blink of an eye, they turned their guns on the undefended buildings and launched a fierce bombardment.

This chaotic and disorganized fighting style made it impossible for Triga to predict what the opponent would do next.

Triga realized that the situation was extremely critical, and if a solution was not found soon, the entire city would likely fall into an even more serious crisis.

"This won't do. We have to find a way to completely eliminate this Zetton."

With this belief, Triga quickly adjusted his strategy and poured all his energy into the ring arm.

The circular arm instantly emitted a dazzling purple light, making it stand out on the battlefield.

Wherever the light reached, even the air seemed to be tinged with a faint purple hue.

At the same time, Jaden's massive body cast a long shadow on the ground, creating a bizarre yet spectacular visual contrast.

Immediately afterwards, Triga tightened his grip with both hands and then swung his ring arm forward with force.

The gathered power transformed into an incredibly sharp sword aura at astonishing speed, rushing straight towards the target location.

Jaden quickly raised his hands, unfolding a golden protective shield in front of him.

boom!
The purple sword energy tore through the air like lightning and collided violently with Zetton's sturdy barrier.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze for a split second, followed by a continuous burst of sparks.

This sword energy contained Triga's immense power, like an invisible hand pushing Zetton's massive body backward step by step.

Each step deeply shook the earth, and Jaden's footsteps carved an ever-deepening trench in the ground.

The solid ground became as fragile as paper before this force, utterly vulnerable. Finally, after a deafening roar, the once indestructible Zetton Barrier shattered into countless golden fragments under the fierce impact of the purple sword energy, instantly vanishing into nothingness.

However, for Zetton, which possesses strong defensive capabilities, this was merely superficial damage and did not cause any substantial harm.

When Triga saw that his full-force attack had only broken through the opponent's defenses, a barely perceptible look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"This guy's defenses are incredibly strong..."

Triga sighed inwardly. Although he had held back some of his power to avoid harming innocents, even so, it was still an attack that ordinary enemies could not withstand!

The evil sorcerer who witnessed all of this was deeply shocked.

"I never imagined that Zetton would be this powerful!"

You should know that not long ago, the Bemular he had painstakingly summoned through some kind of secret method was instantly killed by Triga with almost no resistance.

However, Zetton was able to withstand an equally powerful blow without falling, demonstrating the vast difference between the two.

"What kind of being could send out such a terrifying opponent?"

The evil sorcerer couldn't help but fall into deep thought. This universe contains countless resource-rich planets suitable for life, and based on the level of power they had just displayed, the invaders were fully capable of easily conquering several highly advanced civilizations.

But why target Earth, a planet that is not particularly special?

This doesn't make any sense at all.

Despite the devastating blow, Jaden was not significantly affected.

Instead, it quickly adjusted its state, releasing the energy it had been storing up for so long without reservation. Thousands of red light orbs, radiating intense heat, spread out in all directions at a dazzling speed, like a meteor shower falling from the sky, and crashed heavily onto everything around them.

Each explosion was accompanied by a deafening roar, causing devastating damage to the surrounding environment.

At the same time, these chaotic and fearful emotions surged into the evil sorcerer's body like a tidal wave, allowing his power to rapidly increase, as if he were riding a rocket and climbing at breakneck speed.

It allowed him to experience an explosive increase in his internal strength within a short period of time.

This is naturally a good thing for the evil sorcerer.

However, everything was progressing too smoothly, which gave the evil monk a bad feeling.

"Why do I feel like there's an invisible hand pushing me forward?"

"Could it be my imagination?"

Under the current circumstances, the evil sorcerer is still confident that no one will discover him.

Then I shouldn't be targeted by others.

"Maybe it's because I developed paranoia from being beaten up by Ultraman?"

After much thought, the evil monk comforted himself with this reason.

Never mind, as long as my strength increases.

(End of this chapter)