King In Black: part 9(chapter 106)

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Knull's laughter echoed through the air, cold and mocking. "That spear," he said, his eyes narrowing as he looked at Salva. "It's made from a piece of celestial armor." Knull's grin widened, revealing his sharp teeth. "How amusing."

Salva groaned, his frustration palpable. "Fuck this," he muttered under his breath. He drove his spear into the ground with a decisive thud. 

Knull's lips twisted into a sneer, his malevolent eyes gleaming. "Hhhh, so you have decided to give up your strongest weapon," he mocked.

Salva laughed, a harsh sound cutting through the tense air. "Strongest? Nah, it might be a celestial weapon, but it's not my strongest." He yelled as he finally decided to enter his hybrid form. Scales began to emerge on his face and body, while two horns sprouted from his forehead. 

Knull's amusement deepened. "So this is where your confidence lies, mortal? Then show me," he commanded, ceasing to send his minions and advancing himself.

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Chapter 106

Salva's hybrid transformation was a sight to behold. His body was covered in dark, iridescent scales that shimmered ominously under the city lights. His eyes burned with an inner fire, and the horns on his forehead curved menacingly. His muscles bulged with newfound strength, and his aura radiated raw power.

Knull, undeterred, began his assault. Tendrils of living abyss writhed around him, forming into jagged, lethal weapons. He launched himself at Salva with incredible speed, each strike infused with the primordial void's destructive energy. Salva met him head-on, his movements a blur of speed and precision.

Their clash was titanic. Knull swung a massive blade of darkness, aiming to cleave Salva in two. Salva ducked and rolled, the blade slicing the air just inches above him. He countered with a powerful upward thrust, his fists crackling with energy. The blow connected with Knull's chest, sending him staggering back, but not before he retaliated with a blast of dark energy that scorched the ground where Salva had stood a moment earlier.

Salva didn't let up. He pressed his advantage, unleashing a flurry of rapid punches and kicks. Each strike was precise and devastating, aimed at exploiting any weakness in Knull's defenses. The dark god blocked and parried, his movements fluid and almost lazy, but Salva's relentless assault began to take its toll. 

Knull retaliated with a roar, summoning more tendrils from the living abyss to ensnare Salva. They wrapped around his limbs, tightening with crushing force. Salva grimaced, feeling the pressure, but he summoned his strength and let out a primal roar, breaking free of the tendrils in a burst of energy.

Knull's eyes narrowed, and he summoned a swarm of symbiote dragons to join the fray. They descended upon Salva, their fanged maws snapping and claws raking the air. Salva fought them off with a combination of brute strength and fiery energy blasts. He punched through the first dragon's skull, kicked another off the rooftop, and incinerated a third with a searing burst of flame from his mouth.

The sky darkened as more dragons joined the battle, but Salva fought with unyielding determination. He spun and twirled, his movements a deadly dance of destruction. Each dragon that came at him met a swift and brutal end, their bodies dissolving into pools of black sludge.

Knull watched, his amusement turning to frustration. "Impressive, but futile," he growled. He formed massive constructs from the living abyss, towering over Salva and smashing down with colossal force. Salva dodged and weaved, the ground shaking with each impact. 

He leaped into the air, his hybrid form allowing him to soar above the battlefield. With a powerful dive, he crashed down onto Knull, driving his fist into the dark god's face. Knull reeled back, a snarl of pain escaping his lips. Salva followed up with a series of rapid strikes, each one landing with bone-crushing force.

But Knull was not so easily defeated. He unleashed a wave of dark energy, throwing Salva back and creating a crater in the ground. Salva groaned, struggling to his feet, but he refused to back down. He summoned all his strength, his body glowing with an intense, fiery aura.

He charged at Knull with a roar, their final clash shaking the very foundations of the city. Salva's fists connected with Knull's body in a rapid barrage of punches, each one fueled by his unyielding determination. Knull fought back with equal ferocity, their blows creating shockwaves that shattered windows and sent debris flying.

As the battle raged on, Salva felt his strength waning. He knew he had to end this soon. Summoning every last ounce of power, he delivered a devastating uppercut to Knull's chin, followed by a powerful roundhouse kick that sent the dark god crashing into a building.

The battle had raged on, leaving the surrounding buildings decimated and the air thick with dust and smoke. Salva panted heavily, his hybrid form showing signs of wear, but his resolve remained unbroken. Knull, standing amidst the rubble, looked at him with an amused glint in his eyes. 

"It truly amuses me, mortal," Knull said with a sinister smile, his large teeth gleaming. "Do you have something to show me?"

The question ignited a fiery rage within Salva. He felt a surge of anger and determination course through his veins. Without a word, he decided to unleash his full potential. His body began to change, expanding and morphing into his full form—a 50-foot-tall T-Rex covered in impenetrable scales, adorned with massive horns and razor-sharp claws. The ground trembled under his weight, fissures spreading outwards as he stood tall, casting a monstrous shadow over the battlefield.

Knull's eyes widened with interest. "Interesting, this is truly interesting," he laughed, his voice echoing through the ruined cityscape. Salva, now in his most powerful form, let out a deafening roar that shook the very foundations of the city.

The clash between Salva and Knull resumed with renewed intensity. Salva charged forward, his massive claws tearing through the air. He swiped at Knull with brutal force, each strike capable of leveling a building. Knull dodged and weaved, his movements swift and precise. He countered with tendrils of living abyss, lashing out like whips and striking Salva's scaled hide with explosive force.

Salva roared in pain but fought through it. He swung his tail, smashing through a row of buildings and sending debris flying. The tail struck Knull, sending him skidding across the ground. Salva pressed his advantage, lunging forward and snapping his massive jaws. Knull barely evaded, the fanged maw closing inches from his face.