Capítulo 660: The Final Battle (21)

With a flick of her wrist, the incredible and dark aura solidified, morphing into a sleek, stunning weapon—a massive, three-pronged black scythe. The scythe gleamed with terrible beauty, its blades curving wickedly, each one etched with intricate patterns that seemed to shift and change as they caught the light. The weapon pulsed with dark energy, resonating with power so ancient and potent that even the cosmos seemed to tremble in its presence.

As the scythe fully materialized in her grip, a shockwave rippled outward, distorting the very fabric of space around her. The slowly advancing outer gods—beings of incomprehensible power and malice—paused. There was an instinctive, primal reaction as their colossal forms recoiled, sensing the overwhelming threat emanating from Arpious and her weapon.