Chapter 471: Avengers, All Assembled!
He extended his right hand, fingers spread wide, aiming at Thor.
Dark red energy surged from his palm, transforming into countless tiny, tentacle-like energy bands that shot toward Thor.
The speed of the tentacles was too fast for Thor's eyes to catch, and the moment before it hit him, Strange opened a sling ring portal in front of him, pulling him into the portal.
The other side of the sling ring portal was within Earth's atmosphere, at a height of several hundred meters above the sea surface.
Thor fell out of the portal, tumbling a few times in the air, and stormbreaker returned to his hands.
His blue eyes looked at the sky, watching the black figure walking down from space.
Knull walked down from space.
Not flying, not falling, but walking.
His feet stepped on invisible stairs, walking down step by step.
His black robe burned in the friction of the atmosphere, but the burning part was covered by a new black robe the next second.
Strange stood beside Thor, the Cloak of Levitation fluttering in the wind, and the magic energy on his hands was re-condensing.
There was still blood on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were bright, like two burning stars in the darkness.
"Thor," Strange said. "We can't beat him."
"I know," Thor said. "But we can't let him go on like this."
"I'm not saying give up. I'm saying we need more helpers."
Strange opened several sling ring portals, one side of the portal being the Avengers headquarters in New York, and the other side being the direction of Morgan Manor.
Tony flew out from the first portal.
The Mark LIII Anti-Symbiote armor gleamed with dark red light in the sunlight, and the red light band on the mask was still striking in the daytime.
He held an energy weapon in his hand, and the energy nodes on the weapon pulsed constantly, like a beating heart.
Steve walked out from the second portal.
The shield was on his back, and the Stars and Stripes on his combat uniform were exceptionally bright in the sunlight.
His blue eyes looked at the black figure walking down from the sky, his expression stern, but his hands were steady.
Natasha walked out from the third portal, stun batons in hand, her red hair fluttering in the wind.
Her green eyes looked at Knull, her pupils contracting slightly.
Bruce Banner walked out from the fourth portal.
His body began to expand the moment he crossed the portal, green skin exposed from beneath his clothes, and his muscles swelling to three meters high.
Hulk, not an angry Hulk, but a Hulk with Bruce's consciousness, calm, but equally powerful.
Hela walked out from the fifth portal, not summoned by Strange.
She sensed Knull's presence and walked over by herself.
The green battle suit shimmered with a cold light in the sunlight, and the metal spikes on her horned crown reflected dazzling light.
Her green eyes looked at Knull, her brows slightly furrowed.
Carol Danvers walked out from the sixth portal.
Golden energy burned around her body, her hair fluttered in the energy field, and her blue eyes looked at Knull without any fear.
Avengers, all assembled.
Knull walked down from the sky and stood in front of the Avengers.
His feet stepped on the ground, the soil under his feet cracking open, and black energy surged from the cracks, like tiny snakes spreading around.
His dark red eyes swept over everyone present, the corners of his mouth slightly rising into a cruel arc.
"Avengers, Guardians of Earth, do you think you can stop me?"
Tony's Mark LIII armor energy nodes lit up.
The frequency of the electromagnetic pulse constantly changed under Jarvis's control, searching for the resonant frequency of the Symbiote inside Knull.
But Jarvis's scanning result was that the Symbiote energy signature inside Knull exceeded the range of all known frequencies.
It's not that it couldn't be found, it didn't exist.
Knull was not a Symbiote, he was the creator of the Symbiote.
His energy was the source of all Symbiotes, and the source would not be restrained by its own creations.
Tony didn't fire, he was waiting, waiting for Jarvis to find a solution.
Steve raised his shield, the Vibranium shield reflecting dazzling light in the sunlight.
His blue eyes looked at Knull, his body slightly squatting, his center of gravity forward.
He didn't know if he could block Knull's attack, but he knew he had to block it.
Hulk bounced off the ground, his entire body shooting toward Knull like a green cannonball.
His right fist with all his strength smashed toward Knull's chest, the speed of the fist exceeding the speed of sound, exploding a white shockwave in the air.
Knull didn't dodge, Hulk's fist hit his chest.
But the moment the fist hit his chest, all the power was absorbed by his body.
Hulk's fist stopped at Knull's chest, like hitting an infinitely thick wall.
His arm made a creaking sound of bones in the Impact, his shoulder almost dislocated from the joint, and his body froze in mid-air.
Knull looked down at Hulk, no emotion in his dark red eyes.
"Hulk. You are strong. But strength is animal-level power."
He extended his left hand, pinched Hulk's fist with two fingers, and then took Hulk off his chest.
Not throwing, but placing, he placed Hulk on the ground, then raised a foot and stepped on Hulk's chest.
Hulk's body sank into the ground, soil churning around his body, forming a humanoid pit.
Hulk's eyes widened, his mouth opened, making a muffled, animal-like cry.
But his body couldn't move, because Knull's power was too great, so great that all of Hulk's struggles were futile.
Knull's foot wasn't exerting force, just resting there.
But even just resting there, Hulk couldn't push it away.
Hela's black spear stabbed toward Knull's back.
The tip of the spear condensed the Goddess of Death's purest death energy, enough to tear apart the body of any deity.
The spear hit Knull's back, no, it hit that invisible energy field around Knull's body.
The tip of the spear stopped less than a centimeter from Knull's skin, as if caught by an invisible hand.
Hela's green eyes widened.
"Such a powerful energy field!!"
"Not an energy field."
Knull didn't look back, but Hela could feel his voice echoing in her consciousness, like an echo rising from the bottom of a very, very deep well.
"It is my skin. My skin devours all energy approaching me. Your spear was already devoured by me before it pierced my skin."
He reached out and flicked back.
A dark red energy shot from his palm and hit Hela's spear.
The spear began to shatter from the tip, and the fragments turned into black smoke in the air and dissipated.
Hela's body was pushed dozens of meters away by the Impact, her feet plowing two deep trenches on the ground.
The crack on her horned crown widened a fraction in the Impact.
Chapter 472 You don't deserve to die by my hand!
You do not deserve to die by my hands!"
At this moment, Carol swooped down from the air, golden energy condensing on her fists, her body slamming toward Knull like a golden comet.
The force of this single punch was enough to snap a battleship in half from the middle, and her speed was enough to make time slow down around her.
Knull raised his head, watching Carol swooping down toward him, her golden light reflected in his dark red eyes.
"I didn't expect there to be experts like you on this Planet, but even if you join forces, you could never be my opponent."
He extended his right hand, fingers spread wide, aiming at Carol.
A dark red energy shot out from his palm, not to attack her, but to entangle her.
The energy transformed into countless tiny tentacles, entangling Carol's arms, legs, waist, and neck, pinning her entire body mid-air.
Under the entanglement of the tentacles, her golden energy began to dim, shrink, and finally extinguished.
Her blue eyes were filled with shock; her power had never been suppressed like this, never.
Natasha rushed up from the side, her shock baton thrusting toward Knull's neck.
Her speed was extremely fast, her angle tricky, and her body shifted direction twice while moving, making any prediction impossible.
Knull didn't look at her.
He just took a step.
A step.
Not walking toward her, but stepping to the side.
The distance of this step was just enough for Natasha's shock baton to graze past his neck, missing by less than a centimeter.
Her body rushed past him, losing balance, and tumbled a few times on the ground.
When she climbed up, the shock baton had already fallen to the ground, her knees were scraped from the rolling, and blood oozed from the wound.
Tony opened fire, the energy nodes of the Mark LIII armor releasing an electromagnetic pulse.
Under Jarvis's control, the frequency of the pulse scanned Knull's body tens of thousands of times per second, attempting to find the resonant frequency of his Symbioteenergy.
The pulse hit Knull, exploding rings of visible ripples across his black skin.
Knull's body paused for a moment.
Not because he was hit by the pulse, but because he recognized the frequency of this pulse.
This was the most sensitive frequency of the Symbiotenervous system, the backdoor he used to control them.
Tony did not know of the existence of this backdoor, but Jarvis had reverse-engineered this frequency by analyzing the combat data of the Symbiote tyrant.
The corners of Knull's mouth curved slightly upward, not out of anger, but appreciation.
"Interesting, you found the weakness of the Symbiote, but I am the creator of the Symbiote, my nervous system is different from the Symbiote, this frequency is ineffective against me."
Tony's pulse stopped.
A trace of solemnity flashed through the brown eyes beneath his mask, and he calculated what other weapons he could use if all attacks were ineffective.
His Mark LIII armor still had energy, his energy weapons could still fire, and his fists could still strike out.
But all attacks were futile, because the enemy he faced had already exceeded the scope of what his power could affect.
Thor's stormbreaker lit up again, blue electric arcs dancing along the blade, and his body glowing amidst the lightning.
He knew he couldn't beat Knull, but he couldn't stop.
His blue eyes looked at Knull, and at those companions who had been suppressed by Knull.
Hulk was trampled underfoot, Hela was blasted away, and Carol was entangled by the tentacles.
Natasha couldn't get up from the ground, Tony's pulse was ineffective, and Steve held his shield, not knowing whether he should charge up.
Thor raised stormbreaker.
Knull looked at him, a trace of impatience finally appearing in his dark red eyes.
"You mortals, do you think you can protect Earth? You can't even protect yourselves."
His body suddenly shook, and a dark red ring-shaped Impact exploded from his body.
The Impact spread outward with Knull as the center, exceeding the speed of sound.
Wherever the Impact passed, the ground was torn up, trees were uprooted, and buildings were razed to the ground.
The bodies of the Avengers were blown away in the Impact, like falling leaves scattered by the wind.
Tony's armor issued an overload warning, and his body was pushed hundreds of meters away by the Impact, crashing into a building and leaving a humanoid depression on the wall.
Steve's shield blocked in front of him, but the power of the Impact was too great; his body was lifted from the ground, tumbling dozens of times in the air before heavily slamming onto the ground.
Natasha's body was swept up by the Impact, rolling tens of meters on the ground before finally crashing into a tree.
Her mouth opened, letting out a short, suppressed scream, and then she passed out.
Hulk's body slid across the ground, and the soil piled up into a small hill in front of his body.
His chest left a deep, sunken footprint after being stepped on by Knull's foot, his eyes half-closed, and his breathing weak.
Hela's body was pushed even further away by the Impact, kneeling on one knee, supporting the ground with her right hand, looking at Knull with golden blood at the corner of her mouth.
Carol's tentacles shattered in the Impact, and her body fell from mid-air, slamming into the ground and kicking up a cloud of dust.
She looked at the sky, looking at the black figure standing in the center of the ruins, her lips moving slightly, but making no sound.
Thor was pushed the furthest by the Impact, his body flying hundreds of meters through the air, smashing through several buildings before finally landing in a pile of ruins.
stormbreaker was still held tightly in his hand, but his arm no longer had the strength to raise it.
He looked at the sky, looking at the dust and debris falling from the air, and looking at the black figure walking toward them from the ruins.
Knull walked over.
His steps were very slow and steady, every step treading on the ruins, stepping on gravel and glass, making a crisp crunching sound.
His dark red eyes swept over those Avengers lying on the ground, his face full of disdain.
"A bunch of ants, you are simply not worthy to die by my hands!"
He turned around, facing the direction of Morgan Manor.
His dark red eyes passed through the ruins, through the forest, through the river, and landed on that manor enveloped by magic and an energy field.
"I found you."
With that, his body disappeared from where he stood.
Above Morgan Manor, space distorted.
Knull walked out from the void, his feet stepping on the air a few meters off the ground, his black robe fluttering in the wind.
His dark red eyes looked at the quiet manor below, surrounded by trees and rivers, the corners of his mouth curving slightly upward.
He could feel that Loren Morgan was inside, in the study, on the high-backed chair, holding a cup of tea in his hand, his gray eyes looking out the window at him.
Knull took a step forward, attempting to enter the airspace of the manor, but his body collided with an invisible wall.
Not a physical wall, but a wall of space.
Chapter 473 This is my sword!
The entire space surrounding Morgan Manor was sealed off by a powerful force of magic.
It wasn't simply a barrier; it was cutting the space where the manor was located out of the Universe.
It formed an independent, closed pocket dimension that was not connected to the outside world.
Knull's space teleportation ability failed in the face of this pocket dimension, and his body could not penetrate those folds of space.
He pressed his hand against the invisible wall, feeling the cold, rejecting will coming from the other side of the wall.
His dark red eyes narrowed.
"Space lockdown, dimensional cutting." His voice was low, carrying a trace of surprise and the interest of a top predator when discovering that its prey still had the ability to resist.
"The magic of Kamar-Taj isn't this strong. Whose handiwork is this? Not Strange, not Ancient One, not any known Sorcerer Supreme."
His palm pressed against the spatial wall, and dark red energy surged from his palm, attempting to erode, decompose, and devour this spatial wall.
But the energy of the spatial wall repaired itself the moment it was eroded, and the speed of repair was faster than the speed of erosion.
Knull's energy exploded into clusters of dark red sparks on the surface of the wall, but the wall remained motionless.
"Interesting." Knull withdrew his hand.
His dark red eyes penetrated the spatial wall and saw inside the manor.
Not with vision, but with consciousness.
He could sense many powerful presences in the manor—an energy body as indifferent as a blade;
a dark red, chaotic energy body like a burning Nebula, an energy body integrated with all-black the necrosword, and so on.
But he could not feel Loren Morgan's energy signature.
Not because Loren had no energy, but because his energy was obscured by a higher-level power.
That power was not magic, not technology, not any known form of existence.
It was another rule of the Universe, the will of another dimension.
His fingers tapped lightly on the spatial wall.
"Loren Morgan, do you think a wall can stop me?"
His voice passed through the spatial wall, through the walls of the manor, through the door of the study, and reached Loren's ears.
Loren sat in a high-backed chair, holding a cup of tea in his hand.
He looked at the sky outside the window, looking at the black figure suspended above the manor, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly.
The person he was waiting for had arrived.
"Eve, Wanda, Number 18." Loren's voice was not loud, but clear.
The door was pushed open, and the three of them walked in.
"Knull is here," Loren said.
"Before the wall breaks, you need to take him to a place where he won't hurt anyone else."
The red light in Wanda's eyes became a bit brighter.
"I can open Chaos Space, and we can fight him there without any outside interference."
Loren nodded.
"Eve, all-black the necrosword is yours, and Knull is its former Master, so he will try to control it again.
But the sword has been modified by me. Knull's will is ineffective against the sword. Don't be influenced by his words; the sword only listens to you."
Eve's hand pressed on the hilt of the sword, and she nodded.
"Number 18, if Eve alone is not enough, help her."
Number 18 looked at Eve, and then looked at Loren.
"Okay."
Loren stood up from the chair, walked to the window, and looked at the black figure in the sky continuously attacking the spatial wall.
Every time Knull's fist smashed into the wall, it exploded rings of dark red ripples on the surface of the wall.
"Go."
Wanda was the first to move. Her body floated up from the ground, and red Chaos Magic formed a rotating energy field around her body.
Her eyes turned completely red, her hair fluttered in the energy field, and her hands drew a complex, red-glowing magic array in the air.
The magic array continued to expand, from the size of a palm to the size of a body, from the size of a body to the size of a room, and from the size of a room to the size of the manor.
A rotating dark red vortex appeared in the center of the magic array, and the vortex directly sucked Knull in.
On the other side of the vortex was a chaotic space without up, down, left, or right, intertwined with red and black energy.
The three of them flew directly into Chaos Space, turned into three spots of light, and then disappeared.
Wanda's Chaos Space was a boundless domain intertwined with red and black energy.
Knull stood in the center of Chaos Space, his dark red eyes sweeping over the surrounding red energy clouds.
His black robe fluttered in the Chaos Magic, and the horns on his head cast twisted, branch-like shadows under the red light.
There was a slight arc at the corner of his mouth, not fear, but curiosity.
"Chaos Space? Interesting!"
Wanda hovered dozens of meters in front of him, and red Chaos Magic formed a huge, rotating energy field around her body.
Her eyes were completely red, without pupils or whites, only two balls of red light burning in the darkness.
Her hair fluttered in the energy field, her hands were open, and red energy leaped on her fingers, trembling like zither strings.
"Knull, even though you are an ancient Loki, the creator of the Symbiote, you are not invincible."
Knull laughed, like the laughter when hearing a joke he hadn't heard in a long time.
"So, you want to defeat me?"
"Of course!"
"Then try it!" Knull's body shook violently, and dark red energy surged out from under his skin, pushing away the surrounding Chaos Magic.
It formed a vacuum area with a diameter of dozens of meters, devoid of Chaos Magic.
In this area, there was only his existence and his will.
"Mere ants, daring to challenge me, you are courting death!"
Eve flew over from the other side of Chaos Space and hovered on Wanda's left side.
In her hand, all-black the necrosword had its silvery-white light appearing particularly bright amidst the red Chaos Magic.
She looked at Knull, her eyes as calm as two mirrors.
"This is my sword!" Knull looked at all-black the necrosword, something flashing in his dark red eyes.
Hearing this, Eve's eyes did not change at all.
"The sword doesn't recognize you anymore."
The corners of Knull's mouth twitched.
"Doesn't recognize me? The sword is a part of my body, and my blood flows in every inch of its metal.
My will is engraved on every atom of it. It recognizes me deeper than anyone else."
He reached out his hand towards all-black the necrosword.
With his five fingers open, dark red energy surged from his palm, transforming into countless tiny tentacles that reached towards all-black the necrosword.
The tentacles were extremely fast, so fast that Wanda's Chaos Magic didn't even have time to intercept them.
The moment Knull reached out his hand, he locked onto the position of all-black the necrosword, and the tentacles directly appeared in front of Eve.
Eve did not dodge.
The light on the body of all-black the necroswordsuddenly burst open, knocking back all those tentacles.
The moment the tentacles were knocked back, they turned into black smoke and dissipated in Chaos Space.
Knull's eyes narrowed.
"You modified it."
Chapter 474 Fierce Battle
My Master modified it, your consciousness has been erased, your will no longer exists in this sword, it is my sword now. Not yours."
Knull's left hand clenched into a fist, and dark red energy condensed on his fist, forming an increasingly large rotating energy sphere.
Black lightning jumped across the surface of the energy sphere, evaporating the surrounding Chaos Magic into hollows.
"Loren Morgan, he thinks he can erase my existence, he thinks he can take away my sword, he thinks he can hide behind a woman and let you fight for him.
He is wrong, I will kill him, I will turn the three of you into hosts for the Symbiote, and I will make all-black the necrosword recognize its Master again.
I will let this Universe know the consequence of angering Knull," Knull said very angrily, and then he pushed the energy sphere out.
The energy sphere flew toward Eve, not in a straight line, but in a Z-shape.
It constantly changed direction during flight, leaving countless dark red afterimages in Chaos Space.
Every afterimage was a possible attack trajectory, making it impossible to predict where the real energy sphere would hit.
At this moment, Wanda moved. Her hands drew a huge magic circle in the air, and a thick red energy beam shot from the center of the magic circle, hitting the energy sphere.
The two energies collided in mid-air, bursting open a huge red-and-black energy vortex.
The vortex rotated in Chaos Space, swallowing the surrounding energy clouds, growing larger and increasingly unstable.
Knull did not wait for the result of the energy sphere; his body turned into a dark red light and disappeared from where he was.
The next second, he appeared behind Wanda, his right hand clenched into a fist, smashing toward her back.
Number 18 moved.
Her speed was faster than Knull's.
The moment before Knull's fist hit Wanda, Number 18's body appeared between them.
Her left hand grabbed Knull's wrist, and her right fist struck Knull's chest.
The collision between Number 18's fist and Knull's chest produced a circular Impact, which spread out in all directions and blew away all the surrounding Chaos Magic.
Knull's body retreated several meters in the Impact, and his feet stepped out dark red light marks in the void.
His dark red eyes looked at Number 18, his pupils contracting slightly.
"A body of Vibranium! You are not human, but you are not a robot either; you are an existence between the two. This is getting more and more interesting!"
Number 18 looked coldly at Knull, her eyes as calm as the deep sea.
Her left hand grabbed Knull's wrist, and then her fingers tightened. The grip strength of Vibranium caused tiny cracks to appear on the black skin of Knull's wrist.
Knull lowered his head to look at his grabbed wrist, then raised his head to look into Number 18's blue eyes.
"You are strong, but if that's all, it's not enough!"
His body shook violently, and dark red energy burst out from under his skin, bouncing Number 18's fingers off his wrist.
Number 18's body was pushed out more than ten meters by the Impact. She did a somersault in the air and stabilized her body.
Knull's dark red energy still lingered on her fingers. That energy jumped on her Vibranium skin, making a sizzling sound, and then went out.
Eve rushed up from the side, and all-black the necrosworddrew a black arc in her hand, the end of the arc pointing straight at Knull's throat.
The light on the blade condensed into a hair-thin ray during the flight, hitting the skin on Knull's neck.
A black wound appeared on his neck.
It was not blood, but dark red energy oozing from the wound, turning into black smoke in the air.
Knull's hand pressed against his neck, his dark red eyes looking at Eve, anger appearing in his pupils for the first time.
The anger of being hurt by someone he thought should not be able to hurt him.
"You hurt me."
Eve stood in front of him with all-black the necroswordheld horizontally across her front, her dark brown eyes looking at his wound.
"Not only will I hurt you, but I will also kill you."
Hearing this, Knull smiled.
His laughter echoed in Chaos Space, making Wanda's energy clouds tremble in his laughter, and causing Number 18's Vibranium body to emit a faint resonance.
"Kill me? Using the sword born from my hands? You mortals really do not know the immensity of heaven and earth!"
He stretched out his right hand, pointing his index finger at Eve.
"all-black the necrosword, return to my hands."
The sword did not move.
Eve's all-black the necrosword lay quietly in her hand, the light on the blade unchanged under Knull's summons.
Knull narrowed his eyes and reached out his hand again. This time it was not a summons, but a command.
Dark red energy poured out from his palm, turning into countless tiny, blood-vessel-like energy threads extending toward all-black the necrosword.
The moment before the energy threads touched the blade, they were bounced away by an energy field.
The energy field did not come from Eve, but from the sword itself; all-black the necrosword was rejecting Knull.
The corners of Knull's mouth twitched slightly.
"Loren Morgan. You not only erased my consciousness, but you also reconstructed this sword, making it listen only to you and the person you chose. Good means."
Eve did not give him more time; her body turned into a silver-white light and rushed toward Knull.
all-black the necrosword rotated in her hand, a silver-white, blinding light condensing on the blade.
Her speed was faster than before because all-black the necrosword was fighting alongside her.
The sword was devouring the energy in Chaos Space, converting it into power that Eve could use, making every sword swing stronger than the last.
Knull did not dodge anymore.
His hands crossed in front of him, and dark red energy condensed into two huge black shields on his arms.
Symbiote textures flowed across the surface of the shields, and every texture was a living Symbiote individual.
Wriggling, screaming, and devouring all approaching energy on the surface of the shields.
Eve's sword slashed against the shields.
Black light and dark red energy burst open at the collision point, forming a rotating red-and-black energy sphere.
The energy sphere grew larger in the contest of strength between the two people, from the size of a fist to the size of a basketball, and from a basketball to the size of a car.
Eve's black hair fluttered in the energy field, and her white shirt was blown tightly against her body by the wind of energy.
Knull's arms were trembling, not because he was afraid, but because Eve's power was growing.
all-black the necrosword continuously provided her with energy, making every attack stronger than the last.
And his strength was depleting, not because he had become weaker, but because Chaos Space was suppressing his energy.
Wanda's Chaos Magic was constantly eroding the dark red energy field around his body, making his energy recovery speed unable to keep up with the consumption speed.
Chapter 475: Still No Match!
Cracks appeared on the shield on his arm.
Eve's sword cut into the cracks.
The blade left a deep wound on Knull's arm.
Dark red energy gushed out from the wound, transforming into a mist of dark red in Chaos Space.
Knull's body leaned back half a step; he wasn't knocked back, but rather retreating actively to reassess his opponents' strength.
His gaze shifted from Eve to Wanda, and then from Wandato Number 18.
Three women, three kinds of power.
Eve's melee attacks and the devouring ability of all-black the necrosword, Wanda's Chaos Magic and spatial lockdown, Number 18's Vibranium body and infinite power reactor.
Any single one of them was no match for him, but joining forces and cooperating with each other allowed them to defuse his every attack and pierce through his every defense.
"Your teamwork is not bad, but I don't believe you can keep cooperating like this forever; you will eventually have flaws."
"No matter how strong your sword is, it is still my creation. Do you think that by modifying the sword, you can sever the connection between it and me?"
"You are wrong. The foundation of the sword is me, the origin of the sword is me, and the essence of the sword is me."
His body began to glow—not dark red, but black, a blackness darker than darkness itself that devoured all light.
His body began to expand in the black light, growing from two meters tall to three meters, from three meters to five meters, and from five meters to ten meters.
His limbs became thick and robust, his head became ferocious, and his horns became more numerous and sharper.
His eyes turned into two huge, dark red whirlpools resembling abysses.
The true form of the ancient Loki was displayed to them for the first time in Chaos Space.
Knull's voice came from that huge, ferocious mouth—deep, slow, as if the entire Universe was vibrating at the same time.
"Now, let you see what true power is."
Knull's body completely turned into a giant monster intertwined with black and dark red.
His four arms extended from his shoulder blades, each arm having a different form.
One was huge with sharp claws at the end, and another was slender with sharp bone spurs at the end.
One was thick and sturdy like a battering ram, and another was soft like a tentacle.
The surface of his body was covered with countless Symbiote faces, which twisted and screamed on the black skin, every single face being a life he had devoured.
Knull's first arm smashed towards Eve.
Eve raised all-black the necrosword to block.
The blade and the sharp claws collided, bursting out a cluster of silver-white and dark-red sparks.
Eve's body slid back more than ten meters under the Impact, her feet stepping out silver-white light trails in the void.
Her right arm was trembling because Knull's strength was so great that her Vibranium skeleton was making dangerous creaking sounds.
Knull's second arm swung from the side, and the sharp bone spurs at the end stabbed towards Eve's ribs.
Eve's body flipped in the air, dodging the bone spurs.
However, the black energy on the bone spurs turned into countless tiny spikes, exploding from the bone spurs and shooting towards Eve's entire body.
Eve blocked most of the spikes with the energy shield of all-black the necrosword, but a few spikes penetrated the shield and stabbed into her left arm and right leg.
Black energy seeped out from the wounds, spreading under her skin and extending towards her heart like tree roots.
Eve clenched her teeth tightly, using the energy of all-black the necrosword to force those black energies out of the wounds.
The wounds healed, but her face turned pale and her breathing became rapid.
Number 18 rushed up from behind Knull.
Her fist smashed into the back of Knull's head, the Vibranium fist colliding with Knull's skull and bursting out a circular Impact.
Knull's body leaned forward slightly, but his head was uninjured; his skull was harder than Vibranium.
His third arm, that thick and sturdy arm like a battering ram, swung backward and hit Number 18's abdomen.
Number 18's body flew out, tumbling dozens of times in Chaos Space before steadying herself.
A sunken fist mark was left on her abdomen, and her Vibranium body deformed under Knull's fist.
It wasn't shattered, but deformed; Knull's strength was great enough to cause plastic deformation in Vibranium.
Number 18 lowered her head, looked at the depression on her abdomen, and then pushed the depression back with both hands.
The Vibranium returned to its original state, but her energy shield was consumed by thirty percent in that single strike.
Wanda launched an attack from a distance.
Her Chaos Magic transformed into countless red chains, entangling Knull's four arms and two legs from all directions.
The chains were contracting, trying to fix Knull's body in place.
Knull's body swayed slightly under the pull of the chains, but he didn't fall.
"Chaos Magic, you can rewrite reality, but my existence is older than your reality; you cannot rewrite me."
His four arms exerted force at the same time, snapping all the red chains apart.
The fragments of the chains turned into red spots of light in Chaos Space and dissipated.
Wanda's body was blown away by the backlash of power, blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth, and the light in her red eyes dimmed for a moment.
Eve rushed up again.
all-black the necrosword drew black arc after black arc in her hands, every single arc leaving a wound on Knull's body.
Knull's wounds were healing, but the speed of healing was slowing down.
Because all-black the necrosword was devouring his energy, some dark red energy would be absorbed by the sword with every wound, transforming into Eve's power.
Number 18 rushed up from another direction.
Her fists, feet, elbows, and knees—every single joint turned into a weapon, leaving countless depressions and cracks on Knull's body.
The sound of Vibranium colliding with Knull's skin was as dense as falling rain in Chaos Space.
Wanda supported from a distance, using Chaos Magic to seal off Knull's movement space, using red chains to entangle his arms, and using energy beams to attack his eyes and wounds.
The three of them cooperated tacitly, their attacks arriving simultaneously from three directions, making Knull's defense stretched thin and unable to cope with everything at once.
But Knull's power was too strong.
His four arms waved simultaneously, each arm attacking a different target.
The sharp claws smashed towards Eve, the bone spurs stabbed towards Number 18, the battering ram smashed towards Wanda, and the tentacles entangled Eve's ankles.
Eve was pulled down by the tentacles, Number 18 was beaten away by the battering ram, and Wanda was repelled by the aftermath of the bone spurs.
The three of them fell to the ground at the same time, tumbling in the void of Chaos Space, losing their balance.
Knull stood in front of them, his huge body blocking the red light in Chaos Space, shrouding them in a dark red shadow.
"Your teamwork is not bad, but your teamwork has a limit, while my power has no limit."
His four arms raised at the same time, and a huge, dark red energy sphere condensed at the end of each arm.
The energy sphere was constantly increasing in size, absorbing the surrounding Chaos Magic and transforming it into Knull's power.
The heat of the energy sphere caused the temperature in Chaos Space to rise sharply, and Wanda could feel her magic becoming unstable under the pressure of the energy sphere.
Chapter 476 fusion earrings, Lazuli Eve Fused!
Eve crawled up from the void, all-black the necroswordheld in her hand.
Her hair was messy, her white shirt was stained with dark red energy traces, there were wounds on her legs, and there was blood at the corner of her mouth.
But she was still standing, and her dark brown eyes were still bright.
Number 18 flew back from the void and stood beside Eve.
There were several dents and scratches on her body, but her eyes were as calm as the deep sea, and her hands were clenched into fists.
Wanda stood up from the void, and the red Chaos Magicre-condensed around her body.
There was still blood at the corner of her mouth, and the red light in her eyes was somewhat dim, but she was still maintaining the existence of the Chaos Space.
The three people stood side by side in front of Knull.
Knull's energy sphere condensed to its limit.
Four energy spheres were rotating at the ends of his four arms, each of which was enough to destroy a Planet.
"Let it end." Knull said.
Number 18 looked at Eve, and Eve looked at Number 18.
Their gazes intersected in the air for an instant.
Without any language or gestures, they both understood each other's meaning, which was that they could not beat him.
One person was not enough, two people were not enough, and three people was still not enough.
But there was a way to make them stronger.
Eve's hand reached behind her waist and took out two small silver-white earrings from the Capsule Technology.
There were complex energy patterns flowing on the surface of the earrings, shining with a faint silver light in the red glow of the Chaos Space.
This was fusion earrings crafted by Loren based on the technology of the dragon ball World, which could fuse two different living organisms into a brand-new entity possessing the full power of both.
Number 18 took one of the earrings and put it on her left ear.
Eve put the other earring on her right ear.
Knull watched their actions, a trace of confusion flashing in his dark red eyes.
"What are you doing? At a time like this, you still have the mood to dress yourselves up?"
Eve and Number 18 did not answer; they turned around and stood face to face.
The distance between the two was less than one meter, and four eyes locked gazes.
Silver-white light poured out from both earrings simultaneously, wrapping the bodies of Eve and Number 18 into two dazzling silver-white light spheres.
The light spheres continuously expanded, from the size of one person to the size of two people, and from the size of two people to the size of three people.
The edges of the two light spheres began to contact, fuse, and intertwine, forming a larger, oval-shaped cocoon of light.
Knull's energy spheres were fired.
Four dark red energy spheres shot toward the cocoon of light simultaneously, dragging out four dark red light bands in the Chaos Space.
The energy spheres hit the cocoon of light.
There was no explosion.
Because the cocoon of light absorbed all the energy the moment the energy spheres hit it.
Knull's energy was decomposed and reorganized on the surface of the cocoon of light, blending into the ongoing fusion process inside the cocoon.
The cocoon of light began to shrink.
From oval to round, and from round to humanoid.
Cracks appeared on the surface of the cocoon of light, and silver-white light gushed out from the cracks, becoming brighter and more dazzling, like a star being born.
The cracks expanded. The cocoon of light shattered, and the fragments turned into countless silver-white light spots, drifting in the Chaos Space like a silver-white snowstorm.
A woman walked out from the cocoon of light.
The moment the cocoon of light shattered, the entire Chaos Space fell silent.
It was not that the sound disappeared, but that the space itself was holding its breath.
Those drifting silver-white light spots were like snow flying backwards, rising from the ground to the high places of nothingness.
Gradually dimming during the ascent, they finally merged into the red energy cloud of the Chaos Space, becoming a part of the Eternity memory of this battlefield.
The woman walking out from the cocoon of light made Knull's dark red eyes truly contract for the first time.
Her height was a bit taller than both Number 18 and Eve, about one meter seventy-five, with a slender and well-proportioned figure, not the exaggerated, aggressive bodybuilding type.
Instead, it was a perfection derived after hundreds of millions of precise calculations, where every inch was just right.
Her skin was smooth and white, like the soft, warm white when moonlight shone on the snow.
Her long hair hung down to her waist, and the color was an interweaving of gold and black.
The left side was Number 18's blonde hair, and the right side was Eve's raven-black hair. The two colors transitioned and merged naturally in the middle, like a flowing river of stars.
Her facial features combined the sternness of Number 18 and the softness of Eve.
Her brow bones were high and sharp, and her brow peaks slightly turned upward, carrying an unquestionable majesty;
Her bridge of the nose was straight, with clean and neat lines;
Her lips were thin and full, colored a faint pink, and the corners of her mouth had a natural, slightly downward arc.
Her eyes were the most eye-catching part; the left eye was Number 18's blue, and the right eye was Eve's dark brown, with the two eyes having different colors.
But the same kind of light burned in her pupils, a silver-white, blazing fire of energy like the core of a star.
Her body was wrapped in a battle suit condensed from energy.
The main body of the battle suit was silver-white, clinging closely to her body like a second layer of skin, with dark golden patterns flowing on the surface.
Those patterns were not decorations, but the extension of the energy field of all-black the necrosword on her body surface.
The shoulders of the battle suit had lightweight shoulder armor with smooth, non-bulky lines, like two unfolded feathers.
Her waist was bound with a dark golden belt, and in the exact center of the belt was embedded a gem pulsating with dark red light.
The gem on the hilt of all-black the necrosword was not inserted into a scabbard at this moment, but embedded on the belt, becoming a part of her power.
In her hand, all-black the necrosword had changed.
The blade was no longer black, but had a transparent crystal texture, with black and dark red energy alternatingly flowing inside, like two dragons playing in a glacier.
The edge of the blade consisted of extremely thin, almost invisible golden light filaments to the naked eye.
That was a new attribute generated after the energy field of Vibranium and the devouring ability of all-black the necrosword fused.
Cutting everything, devouring everything.
The hilt was elongated a bit, making it more suitable for holding with both hands. Silver-white threads were wrapped around the hilt, with the ends of the threads hanging down and gently fluttering in the wind.
She levitated in the center of the Chaos Space, with her left foot slightly forward and her right foot back, her body slightly leaning to the side, the fingertips of her left hand naturally drooping, and all-black the necrosword in her right hand pointing obliquely toward the ground.
Her posture was relaxed and elegant, like a goddess statue injected with life, and every angle was so perfect that people dared not look directly at her.
Knull looked at her, and for the first time in his hundreds of millions of years, an emotion he rarely experienced appeared in his dark red abyss eyes: shock.
"To think that you can still fuse!" Knull's voice came out from his huge, ferocious mouth.
Low and slow, but every word carried a wave that he tried to suppress but could not.
Lazuli Eve, this was her name at this moment.
She raised her head, her blue and dark brown eyes looking at Knull's sky-blocking black body.
The corners of her mouth moved slightly, "You are afraid."
The fusion of the two was not a simple addition of Number 18 and Eve, but a qualitative change! A transition!
Her energy level was already at the same tier as Knull's.
Chapter 477: Knull Was Afraid
Knull's four arms tensed simultaneously.
His thick, siege-hammer-like arm swung out fiercely, carrying enough power to shatter a small asteroid as it smashed toward Lazuli Eve's head.
As the arm swung, the Symbiote faces on its surface screamed.
Dark red energy condensed on his fist into a huge, spinning energy ball, the heat of which caused the temperature of the Chaos Space to soar by thousands of degrees in that instant.
Lazuli Eve did not dodge.
Her right hand gripped all-black the necrosword, swinging it upward from below.
The blade traced a transparent, almost invisible arc in the air, the end of which met Knull's siege hammer.
The blade and the energy ball collided.
There was no sound, because the frequency of the sound exceeded the transmission range of the Chaos Space.
An annular Impact interwoven with silver-white and dark red burst forth from the point of collision, spreading outward at the speed of light and blowing away all the energy clouds at the edge of the Chaos Space.
The Chaos Space constructed by Wanda vibrated violently under the Impact of this Impact, producing several cracks visible to the naked eye.
It was not that Wanda's magic was not strong enough, but that the energy generated by the collision of Lazuli Eve and Knull's powers was close to the upper limit that the Chaos Space could bear.
Knull's siege hammer stopped mid-air, not because it was blocked, but because it had been sliced open.
Knull let out a deep roar, like a massive earthquake splitting the ground.
It was not pain, but anger.
It was the anger of having his dignity trampled upon, accumulated over hundreds of millions of years and never challenged like this before.
His other three arms launched attacks simultaneously.
Claws grabbed toward Lazuli Eve's neck from the left, bone spurs pierced toward her heart from the right, and tentacles coiled around her ankles from below.
Three arms, three different attack methods, three different angles, and three different speeds arrived at the exact same instant, blocking all her retreats.
Lazuli Eve did not retreat.
Her body spun a circle in the void.
all-black the necrosword drew a complete circle in her hand, and wherever the blade passed, it left a silver-white, hair-thin halo.
The halo spread outward with her as the center, striking the claws, bone spurs, and tentacles.
The fingertips of the claws were severed by the halo, and five huge nails fell off Knull's fingers.
They flew out spinning in the Chaos Space and smashed against the space wall, leaving five smoking craters.
The bone spurs were cut in half from the middle by the halo, and the broken halves tumbled in the air, their tips still carrying residual dark red energy light.
The tentacles turned into black smoke the moment they touched the halo and dissipated.
Knull's body retreated several meters, all four of his arms trembling, because he was terrified.
His body was trying to repair the wounds caused by all-black the necrosword, but the speed of repair could not keep up with the speed of destruction.
The energy field of all-black the necrosword lingered in his wounds, like a Fire burning in his flesh and blood, preventing his self-repair.
Lazuli Eve did not give him time to breathe; her body turned into a silver-white light and disappeared from the spot.
The next second, she appeared above Knull's head, holding the sword with both hands and the tip pointing downward, plunging toward the top of Knull's head like a silver-white meteor.
Knull's dark red eyes looked at the meteor falling toward him, his mouth opening to emit a deafening roar.
His four arms raised upward simultaneously, all four palms opened, and dark red energy surged from his palms.
Condensing above his head into a huge, black shield with Symbiote textures.
all-black the necrosword pierced the shield.
The tip of the sword sank into the surface of the shield, like a red-hot knife inserting into butter, slowly and irresistibly advancing deeper.
Cracks began to appear on the surface of the shield, and dark red energy surged from the cracks, bursting into clusters of dark red sparks in the Chaos Space.
Knull's four arms supported beneath the shield, his muscles swelling to the limit under the infusion of energy.
The cracks on his horned crown were expanding, and the dark red lines on his black skin were dimming.
"You—" Knull's voice squeezed from his throat, hoarse and broken, like a crushed rock.
"Your power—is still growing—"
Lazuli Eve's blue and dark brown eyes looked at him without any emotion.
Her hands pressed all-black the necrosword downward harder, and the blade sank another inch into the shield.
The cracks on the shield spread from the center to the surroundings, like an opening spider web, becoming denser and deeper.
"all-black the necrosword is devouring you," Lazuli Evesaid.
"You used this sword to kill the Celestials back then, and used this sword to conquer the Universe. Now, this sword is devouring you. Isn't it ironic?"
Knull's roar turned into laughter.
Low, hoarse, like an echoing laugh coming up from the bottom of a very, very deep well.
"Ironic? Do you think I would be killed by my own sword? Do you think I would die at the hands of a created existence like you, who cannot even be counted as life?"
His body shook violently.
The shield exploded.
It was not pierced by all-black the necrosword; Knull detonated it himself.
The moment the shield shattered, dark red energy exploded outward from within, bouncing Lazuli Eve's body away.
She flipped twice in the air and stopped steadily dozens of meters away, all-black the necrosword horizontal in front of her.
In the transparent crystal on the blade, the silver-white and dark red energies flowed faster.
Knull's body was shrinking.
Shrinking from ten meters high to eight meters, and from eight meters to six meters.
His four arms retracted into his body, turning into two.
The horns on his head were halved, leaving only the six thickest ones.
His body was no longer ferocious, returning to the humanoid form he had when he first appeared before the Avengers, but his energy—
The light in his dark red eyes was more concentrated and purer than before, like a neutron star compressed to the limit, about to erupt.
"I underestimated you," Knull said.
His voice was no longer hoarse, but a bright, metal-clashing sound echoing in the Chaos Space, every word carrying the aftershocks of the energy field.
"You deserve my serious attention."
His right hand opened, and dark red energy condensed in his palm, not condensing into a sphere, but condensing into a sword.
A sword almost identical in shape to all-black the necrosword, but dark red in color.
The surface had no flowing energy, no Symbiote texture, only a pure, cold luster like coagulated blood.
"all-black the necrosword was forged by me. I remember every single atom of it, so I can forge another one, and even stronger!"
He gripped the dark red sword in his hand, his body turning into a dark red light as he rushed toward Lazuli Eve.
Chapter 478 Sword and Sword
Two swords collided in the center of Chaos Space.
The instant the black blade and the dark red blade came into contact, there was no sound, no Impact, and no energy explosion.
Two completely different energies confronted, devoured, and transformed at the junction of the blades.
The black energy devoured the dark red, and the dark red energy devoured the black.
During the confrontation, the two formed a tiny, unstable singularity between existence and nothingness.
The singularity existed for less than a tenth of a second before it exploded.
The power of the explosion knocked Lazuli Eve and Knull apart at the same time.
Lazuli Eve tumbled dozens of meters in the air, thrusting all-black the necrosword into the void to steady her body.
Knull slid backward the same distance, his dark red sword inserted into the void, leaving a long, dark red light trail in front of his body.
The distance between the two was less than fifty meters as they stared at each other.
Knull's brow furrowed slightly, and a solemn expression appeared on his face for the first time.
This woman's power had unexpectedly reached the same level as his, to the point where every sword stroke of his required him to go all out.
Every defense of his required precise calculation, and every dodge of his needed to surpass instinct.
He hadn't felt this way for a long time; the last time was when he was fighting the Celestials.
Lazuli Eve looked at him quietly, her eyes as calm as two windless lakes.
Her breathing was not disordered, her hands did not shake, and her sword was excited.
She could feel all-black the necrosword vibrating slightly in her hand—not out of fear, but out of anticipation.
This sword was anticipating fighting its former Master, anticipating proving that it no longer belonged to him, and anticipating devouring his energy.
Lazuli Eve moved first.
She did not transform into light, did not teleport, and did not use any fancy skills.
She simply walked toward Knull at a moderate pace, every step very steady, like a person walking in her own garden.
all-black the necrosword hung naturally in her hand, its tip pointing at the ground, while the black and dark red energies on the blade flowed alternately.
Like two dragons playing in a glacial river, quiet yet lethal.
Knull watched her walking toward him, a trace of confusion flashing in his dark red eyes.
He didn't understand why she didn't use her speed advantage, why she didn't attack from the side, or why she walked so slowly.
Then he understood—she didn't need to be fast.
She was slow because she knew he couldn't run away.
Her energy field had already locked down the space around him, not with magic, but with her willpower.
Realizing the other's intent, his dark red eyes narrowed.
"You really are arrogant!"
He raised the dark red sword, its tip pointing at Lazuli Eve.
Dark red energy poured out from the tip of the sword, transforming into countless tiny, needle-like energy beams that shot toward Lazuli Eve's entire body.
The speed of the energy beams exceeded the speed of light, dragging countless dark red fine lines across Chaos Space like a dense, seamless net.
Lazuli Eve did not dodge.
A layer of black energy shield appeared around her body, with golden patterns flowing on its surface, identical to the patterns on all-black the necrosword's blade.
The dark red energy beams struck the shield like raindrops falling on the surface of a lake, stirring up circles of tiny ripples before vanishing.
She continued walking.
A larger energy ball condensed at the tip of Knull's sword, over a meter in diameter, with black lightning leaping across its surface.
He pushed the energy ball forward, and it flew spinning toward Lazuli Eve.
During its flight, it constantly split: one became two, two became four, and four became eight.
Eventually, they transformed into hundreds of fist-sized, dark red energy balls that simultaneously struck her shield from all directions.
The shield flickered violently under the bombardment of the energy balls.
The black light and dark red energy bit, collided, and annihilated on the surface of the shield, producing a piercing sound like metal friction.
Tiny cracks appeared on the surface of the shield, but those cracks were repaired the moment they appeared, faster than the speed of destruction.
Lazuli Eve walked to within five meters of Knull.
She raised all-black the necrosword.
Knull raised his dark red sword.
The two swords collided once more.
This time it was not a fleeting flash, but a deadlock.
The blades of the two swords jammed together, and the black energy and dark red energy fought at the junction of the blades, forming an expanding red-and-white energy ball.
Lightning leaped across the surface of the energy ball, illuminating both of their faces.
"Your power is stronger than I expected." Knull's voice came from the other side of the energy ball, low and steady. "But you have a weakness."
Lazuli Eve didn't speak; she merely pressed the blade downward a little bit.
"Your power is the fusion of two people. Fusion is not eternal; the time of your combination must be limited.
When the time comes, you will split into two people. At that time, you will become weak, while I will never become weak."
A flash of light crossed Lazuli Eve's eyes.
"It's enough to kill you!"
Her body pushed forward abruptly, and the blade of all-black the necrosword slid across the dark red sword's blade, producing a piercing sound like fingernails scratching glass.
Her blade cut in from Knull's hilt, sliding upward along the blade. Its target was not Knull's body, but the fingers holding the sword.
Knull's fingers snapped under the cutting of the blade, and two fingers fell off his right hand, spinning and flying away in Chaos Space.
The dark red sword slipped from his hand, spun a few times in the void, and then dissipated into dark red energy.
Knull lowered his head to look at his right hand missing two fingers, watching the dark red energy gushing from the wound and watching those slowly regenerating fingers.
The regeneration speed was much slower than before because the energy of all-black the necrosword remained in his wound, hindering his self-repair.
He raised his head and looked at Lazuli Eve.
"Not bad, actually able to chop off my fingers. The two of you are enough to make me go all out."
"Boastful words. More than just fingers, I can chop off your neck."
Knull laughed.
This time the laughter was not mocking, but truly heartfelt—like the smile when finally seeing an opponent worthy of his full effort in the endless darkness.
The laughter echoed in Chaos Space, low and hoarse, like an ancient horn summoning war.
"Good. Good. Good."
He said the word 'good' three times in a row.
His body changed again. It didn't become larger; it became smaller.
It shrank from six meters to three meters, from three meters to two meters, and from two meters to the same height as Lazuli Eve.
His body was no longer ferocious or terrifying, but had turned into a humanoid, even arguably handsome form.
Black short hair, dark red eyes, a high bridge of the nose, thin lips, wearing a suit of armor condensed from dark red energy.
In his hand, that dark red sword re-condensed, thinner and longer than before, looking more like a real sword rather than a crude tool condensed from energy.
His energy was condensing, compressing, changing from "gigantic" to "powerful".
Gigantic energy is prone to dispersing, while powerful energy concentrated on a single point can pierce through everything.
"Are you ready? This is my true combat form," Knull said.
"The last time I used this form was when I fought the Celestials.
In that battle, I killed that Celestial, using his skull as my throne.
And now, your fate will be no better than his. Prepare to die!"
Lazuli Eve looked at him, her eyes completely devoid of any ripples.
"Come on!"
Chapter 479: The Sword Capable of Self-Replication
all-black the necrosword spun half a circle in her hand, blade forward and hilt back.
Her body squatted slightly, center of gravity forward, the fingertips of her left hand gently touching the ground, and the sword in her right hand pointing obliquely at Knull's throat.
Her posture was like a leopard ready to pounce, elegant, fatal, with every inch of muscle gathering strength.
Knull's dark red sword was also raised, the tip pointing at Lazuli Eve's heart.
His body similarly squatted slightly, center of gravity forward, left hand open, dark red energy rotating in the palm of his hand.
His posture was almost identical to Lazuli Eve's; he was imitating her, learning from her, trying to find her flaw.
The two people moved at the same time.
Not turning into light, not teleporting, not moving at high speed.
It was true, pure, physical-level movement.
Their footsteps stepped out black and dark red light trails in the void, like two dancers sliding on ice, elegant and fatal.
The first sword, Lazuli Eve's sword tip stabbed towards Knull's right eye.
Knull tilted his head to avoid it, the sword tip skimming past his eyes at a distance of less than one millimeter.
He felt that black light like a red-hot knife sliding across the surface of his eyeball, not pain, but scorching heat.
The second sword, Knull's dark red sword swept across Lazuli Eve's neck.
Lazuli Eve tilted her head back, the blade skimming above her chin, cutting off a few strands of black hair.
The strands of hair drifted in Chaos Space, turning into black light spots, and then disappearing.
The third sword, Lazuli Eve's sword lifted from bottom to top, targeting Knull's abdomen.
Knull parried with his dark red sword, and the two swords collided again.
This time there was no energy ball, no Impact, only the crisp, bell-like metallic clashing sound between the blades.
The sound echoed in Chaos Space, ring after ring, like a temple bell summoning believers.
The fourth sword, the fifth sword, the sixth sword.
The speed of their swords became faster and faster, from a few swords per second to tens of swords per second, from tens of swords per second to hundreds of swords per second.
Their bodies left countless afterimages in Chaos Space, with every afterimage performing different attacking actions.
Launching attacks from different angles, with different forces, and at different time points.
Afterimages overlapped, crossed, and split with afterimages, making it impossible to tell which was real and which was fake.
Cracks appeared on Knull's dark red blade.
Not cut by all-black the necrosword, but his energy output exceeded the limit that the dark red sword could bear.
Every time he swung the sword, he poured more energy into it, trying to overwhelm the devouring ability of all-black the necrosword.
But the devouring speed of all-black the necrosword was faster than the speed at which he poured energy.
The energy of the dark red sword was sucked away in part the moment it was touched by all-black the necrosword, causing the energy structure of the blade to become unstable.
Knull noticed this point, his eyes staring at the body of all-black the necrosword.
Watching those black and dark red energies flowing in the transparent crystal.
Watching the process of those energy flowing from the dark red sword to all-black the necrosword when all-black the necrosword contacted the dark red sword in his hand.
"Damn all-black the necrosword, you dare to devour my energy, I am your creator!"
Knull said, his voice filled with anger.
Lazuli Eve sneered, turning the devouring ability of all-black the necrosword to the maximum.
The black light on the blade became dazzling, and the flow speed of the dark red energy became faster.
Every time the blades collided, a portion of the energy of Knull's dark red sword would be devoured.
The cracks on the blade were expanding, and the dark red sword was shrinking, turning from a long sword into a short sword, and from a short sword into a dagger.
Knull suddenly retreated a few steps, widening the distance.
He lowered his head to look at the dark red sword in his hand, the blade covered with cracks.
Dark red energy seeped out from the cracks, like fish struggling on a dried riverbed.
He threw the sword away, and the moment it left his palm, the sword turned into dark red energy and dissipated.
His right hand opened, and the dark red energy re-condensed, forming a new sword.
Bigger and thicker than before, with Symbiote textures flowing on the blade.
"You can devour my energy, but the speed at which you devour cannot catch up with the speed at which I create."
He raised the new sword above his head, and the Symbiote textures on the blade began to wriggle.
Extending from the blade to his arm, from his arm to his shoulder, and from his shoulder to his whole body.
His body was covered by Symbiote tissue, not parasitism.
It was that he integrated his body and Symbiote energy into one, making every swing of his sword carry the blessing of the Symbiote collective consciousness.
Lazuli Eve looked at him, and there was finally a trace of change in her eyes; she became more serious.
She inserted all-black the necrosword into the void.
The blade sank into the void, like inserting into water, leaving circles of black ripples in the air.
The ripples spread around, and wherever they passed, the energy clouds of Chaos Space were smoothed, purified, and transformed into black energy.
She pulled out two swords from the void; all-black the necrosword self-replicated, unexpectedly splitting into two.
The blades of both swords had a transparent crystal texture, with black and dark red energy flowing inside, but the shapes of the blades were slightly different.
One was longer and thinner, and the other was shorter, wider, and more suitable for chopping.
Her left hand held the long sword, and her right hand held the short sword, with black light flowing on the blades of both swords.
Knull's dark red eyes narrowed.
"Dual swords?"
Lazuli Eve did not answer; her body turned into a beam of black light and rushed towards Knull.
The dual swords rotated in her hands, the long sword stabbing towards Knull's throat and the short sword slashing towards his abdomen.
The attack trajectories of the two swords were different, their speeds were different, and their angles were different, but the arrival time was accurate to the same millisecond.
Knull parried the long sword with the dark red sword in his hand, but his body lost balance the moment he parried.
The short sword brushed past his abdomen, leaving a deep wound on his black skin.
Dark red energy gushed out from the wound and splashed on Lazuli Eve's face, leaving a dark red trace on her left cheek.
She licked the dark red energy at the corner of her mouth, confirming whether these energy could be devoured by all-black the necrosword.
Yes.
Her dual swords swung faster.
The long sword and short sword attacked alternately in her hands, like two black snakes swimming around Knull's body.
Knull parried with the dark red sword, but his parrying speed could not keep up with the alternating attack frequency of the two swords.
He blocked the long sword, and the short sword left a wound on his body.
He blocked the short sword, and the long sword left a wound on his body.
The wounds on his body became more and more numerous, and dark red energy continuously poured out from the wounds.
His regeneration speed was getting slower and slower, his strength was declining, and his speed was slowing down.
A trace of despair flashed in his dark red eyes.
That kind of despair of realizing for the first time in billions of years of life that he might lose.
Chapter 480 Self-Detonation
Knull's right leg was pierced by the long sword.
It wasn't a gentle poke; the long sword stabbed in from above his knee and pierced out from the back of his thigh, the blade rotating half a circle within his leg bone before being yanked out fiercely.
Dark red energy gushed out from the wound, his right leg lost support, and his whole body leaned to one side.
He knelt on one knee in the void.
Lazuli Eve stood in front of him, her dual swords hanging at the sides of her body, their tips pointing at the ground.
Her battle suit was stained with traces of dark red energy, and her face had dark red spots splashed by Knull's blood; she looked at Knull, as calm as two windless lakes.
"Knull, creator of the Symbiote, ancient Loki, your legend is over."
Knull knelt in the void, his dark red eyes looking at her.
Dark red blood flowed down from the corner of his mouth, dripping onto his battle suit, and then evaporating.
His right hand was still holding the dark red sword, but the blade no longer had the textures of the Symbiote, only deep cracks extending all the way from the hilt to the tip.
"Over?" Knull's voice was very soft, so soft that it sounded like an echo coming from a very, very far place.
"No, it won't end; as long as the Symbiote still exists, I will not disappear, as long as all-black the necrosword still exists, I will not disappear.
As long as there is life in the Universe that fears darkness, fears death, and craves power, I will not disappear."
He raised his head, his dark red eyes looking into Lazuli Eve's blue and dark brown eyes.
"I am darkness itself; you can defeat me, but you cannot eliminate darkness."
Lazuli Eve looked at him.
"Perhaps! But today, you die."
She raised her dual swords, the tip of the long sword piercing into Knull's right shoulder, and the tip of the short sword piercing into Knull's left shoulder, both swords exerting force simultaneously to nail him in the void.
Knull's body was unable to move under the fixation of the blade edges, his limbs hung limply, his head drooped, and his dark red eyes were half-closed.
Lazuli Eve released the dual swords, the blades remaining on Knull's shoulders to continue devouring his energy.
She stepped back a few steps, forming a complex handprint in front of her with both hands, which was the final command of all-black the necrosword.
Her body began to glow, black light gushing out from within her body, turning into countless tiny needle-like light threads shooting toward Knull's body, the light threads piercing into Knull's whole body.
Every single light thread was devouring his energy, drawing his vitality out of his body, transmitting it into all-black the necrosword, and then transmitting it into Lazuli Eve's body through all-black the necrosword.
Knull's body began to shrink, from two meters down to one meter eight, and from one meter eight down to one meter six.
His skin lost its luster and turned grayish-white, his horns fell off, and his battle suit turned into black fragments, drifting in the Chaos Space.
The light in his dark red eyes grew dimmer and dimmer, from dark red to crimson, from crimson to dark gray, and from dark gray to almost extinguished.
"You... won." Knull's voice was so weak that it was almost inaudible, like a flickering candle in the wind, like the last wisp of steam on the snow.
"But... you will... regret it..."
His body shook violently.
It wasn't a struggle, but the final, most resolute counterattack—self-detonation!
Dark red energy exploded from his body, not from the outside, but from the inside.
Every single cell, every single fiber, and every single thread of energy of his transformed into explosive energy at the exact same instant.
He used his hundreds of millions of years of life as fuel to ignite a disaster sufficient to destroy the entire Chaos Space.
Lazuli Eve's eyes widened; she felt the terror of that energy. Chaos Space would shatter, and both she and Wanda would be torn into fragments during the shattering process of Chaos Space, disappearing together with Knull.
Her dual swords were still stuck in Knull's shoulders, her light threads were still inside his body, and she was still devouring his energy, but Knull's self-detonation did not happen from the outside, but from the inside.
Her energy could not stop an object decomposing at the atomic level from exploding, because decomposition itself was an explosion.
She pulled out the dual swords and retreated abruptly.
But Knull's self-detonation had already begun, dark red energy gushing out from his body like an expanding dark red Sun, devouring everything around it.
The energy clouds of Chaos Space disappeared under the devouring of the dark red Sun, and the spatial wall constructed by Wanda developed countless cracks under the impact of the dark red Sun. The cracks were expanding, changing from as thin as a hair to as wide as a finger, and from as wide as a finger to as big as a fist.
Wanda knelt at the edge of Chaos Space, pressing her hands against the ground, a large amount of blood overflowing from the corner of her mouth.
The red light in her eyes flickered violently, her body trembled, her magic was collapsing, and she couldn't hold on anymore.
Lazuli Eve flew to Wanda's side, grabbed her shoulder with one hand, and pulled her out of Chaos Space.
Her other hand drew a circle in the air, black light flowing out from her fingertips to form a temporary spatial gate.
On the other side of the gate was the sky of Morgan Manor.
"Go!" Lazuli Eve pushed Wanda toward the spatial gate.
Wanda's body passed through the gate and disappeared into the black light.
Lazuli Eve turned around and looked at the continuously expanding dark red Sun.
Knull's body had completely disappeared, leaving only a pure, constantly expanding sphere composed of dark red energy.
Black lightning leaped on the surface of the sphere, turning everything in Chaos Space into nothingness.
She raised all-black the necrosword, trying to use the sword to devour that dark red Sun.
But the Sun was too big!
The devouring speed of all-black the necrosword could not keep up with the expansion speed of the Sun; her energy was being devoured by the Sun, rather than the Sun being devoured by her.
In her eyes, true, undisguised fear appeared for the first time!
"Master, goodbye!" she whispered.
Morgan Manor, study.
Loren stood in front of the window, his gray eyes looking at the sky outside the window dyed golden-red by the setting Sun.
There was no teacup in his hand, his body leaned forward slightly, and his fingers tapped lightly on the windowsill.
Suddenly, he sensed Knull's self-detonation.
That wave of energy passed through the barrier between Chaos Space and the real World, passed through Wanda's magical blockade, passed through the manor's spatial wall, and reached the depths of his consciousness.
It wasn't a sound, it wasn't an image, but a more essential, more direct vibration as if someone had struck his soul with a hammer.
Knull was dead, but his death would take away Lazuli Eve.
Something flashed in Loren's gray eyes.
He raised his right hand, his five fingers spread open, facing the sky outside the window.
Black light gushed out from his palm, not surging slowly, but gushing out like a breached flood.
The light spread from his palm to his arm, from his arm to his shoulder, and from his shoulder to his whole body.
His body became transparent in the light, no longer a body of flesh and blood, but a pure black energy body.
He turned his entire existence into a beam of black light, which shot out from his body.
Passing through the window, passing through the manor's spatial wall, and passing through Wanda's Chaos Spacebarrier, it shot into the expanding dark red Sun.
In the center of the dark red Sun, Lazuli Eve was making her last resistance using all-black the necrosword.
Her black battle suit had been eroded by dark red energy into countless holes, and her hair was blown backward by the wind of energy.
Her face had traces of dark red energy, and her blue and dark brown eyes reflected the dark red Sun approaching her.
Her hands were trembling, not only because of fear, but also because all-black the necrosword was trembling.
This sword was bearing pressure it had never endured before, and tiny cracks appeared on its transparent crystal blade body.
Those cracks were spreading, deepening, and extending from the tip of the sword to the hilt; if the sword shattered, she would disappear together with Knull.
Then, she saw that beam of black light.
The light shot in from the cracks of the Chaos Space, like a black sharp blade cutting open the surface of the dark red Sun.
Wherever the light reached, the dark red energy was devoured, transformed, and purified, turning into black light spots drifting in the Chaos Space.
A figure walked out from the light.