1507 Tragic Tartarus (2)

" You want to subvert the Olympian Multiverse.”

"I won't let you succeed."

A dangerous light dyed his eyes.

In an instant.

Tartarus stretched out a pitch-black palm that seemed to be formed from black fog.

As soon as Tartarus extended his palm, it expanded at an unbelievable speed. In Faceless Garen's eyes, Tartarus 'palm seemed to have replaced the space of the Royal Court, creating another world space that was filled with dead silence and nothingness.

A starving camel was still bigger than a horse.

Although Tartarus was being suppressed by the big ring, he was still stronger than the ordinary Divine Vessel Nineteen. Faceless Garen was no match for him.

However, facing Tartarus 'attack…

Faceless Garen, who was at a disadvantage, was not afraid at all. He did not even bother to retaliate.

"You don't seem to understand your current situation.”

The silver dragon winked playfully and said to Tartarus.

Weng!