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Capítulo 245: No more Symbiote

The torrent of darkness surged toward them, each tendril crackling with raw power as it sought to obliterate everything in its path. Wanda responded first, her crimson magic coalescing into a massive shield that absorbed the initial impact. The collision of chaos and abyss sent shockwaves rippling through space, disintegrating smaller symbiotes that dared to draw near.

Peter, bathed in his celestial glow, took to the offensive. With a sharp gesture, he conjured a solar spear that radiated blinding light, cutting through the darkness like a blade through shadow. The tendrils recoiled but quickly reformed, adapting and becoming faster.

"This guy doesn't quit," Peter muttered, glancing back at Wanda.

"We'll make him," she shot back, her hands weaving intricate patterns in the air. "Focus on Knull—I'll handle the swarm."

Peter nodded, trusting her completely. He launched himself toward Knull, his celestial energy leaving trails of golden fire in the void. Knull watched him approach, unmoving, his pale lips twisting into a mocking smile.

"You're bold for one so young," Knull sneered, swinging the Necrosword in a wide arc. A wave of abyssal energy surged forward, tearing through the vacuum with devastating force.

Peter didn't falter. He raised his hands, creating a golden shield that absorbed the blow. The impact sent him hurtling backward, but he quickly recovered, countering with a barrage of energy blasts that streaked toward Knull like meteors. Each strike exploded against Knull's dark armor, illuminating the void in bursts of gold and black.

Knull barely flinched. "Is that all the so-called celestial hybrid can muster?" he taunted, stepping forward and slamming the Necrosword into the void. The blade seemed to drink in the surrounding light, plunging the battlefield into an eerie twilight.

Behind Peter, Wanda was a force of nature. Her chaos magic manifested in chaotic storms of red energy, ripping through the horde of symbiotes. She conjured tendrils of her own, crafted from pure magic, that lashed out and disintegrated anything they touched. But the swarm was endless, reforming as quickly as she destroyed them.

"This is getting annoying," Wanda muttered, her brow furrowed in concentration. She thrust her hands forward, creating a massive explosion of red energy that wiped out an entire wave of attackers. "Peter, we need a plan. This isn't sustainable!"

Peter dodged another strike from Knull's Necrosword, flipping mid-air and landing on a chunk of floating debris. "Working on it!" he shouted back, firing another solar blast that forced Knull to block.

Knull's grin widened. "You cannot win, boy. The Abyss is eternal."

Peter smirked. "Yeah, but you're not."

With that, he flew forward, his celestial energy flaring. He drove his fist into Knull's chest, the impact created a massive shockwave that sent ripples through the space. Knull staggered but recovered quickly, countering with a swipe of the Necrosword that narrowly missed Peter's head.

"Wow! Careful now, you gonna poke someone's eye with that thing," Peter blinked behind Knull and smacked the back of his head.

The two clashed, their movements a blur of light and darkness. Each strike from the Necrosword left fissures in the void, while Peter's energy blasts illuminated the battlefield like miniature supernovas. They were evenly matched, their powers colliding in a display of raw, unyielding force.

Meanwhile, Wanda had grown tired of playing defense. She flew above the swarm, her hands glowing with an intense crimson light. "DIE!!" With a scream, she unleashed a wave of chaos magic that swept across the void, disintegrating thousands of symbiotes in an instant.

"You good down there?" she called out to Peter, her voice tinged with exhaustion. She never fought this hard before. All the training she did was nothing compared to the real fight.

"Define 'good'!" Peter shouted back, dodging another strike from Knull. He summoned a blade of pure energy and met the Necrosword head-on. The clash sent sparks of black and gold energy flying, illuminating the battlefield in bursts of light.

"Enough of this!" Knull roared, plunging the Necrosword into the space between them. A massive rift opened, spewing forth a torrent of dark energy that surged toward Peter like a tidal wave.

Peter reacted instinctively, drawing both hands forward. A bright golden sphere of celestial energy appeared around him, shielding him from the onslaught. The wave crashed against his shield, sending cracks spiderwebbing across its surface. Peter gritted his teeth, channeling more power to reinforce it. His glowing form flickered under the strain.

"You've got to do better than that, Knull!" Peter shouted, his voice defiant despite the beads of sweat forming on his brow under his mask. With a hard push, he detonated the shield, sending shards of golden energy outward. They pierced through the wave, temporarily scattering it.

Knull merely laughed, his voice deep and resonant. "Arrogant child. You wield the light, but you do not understand it. I was shaping darkness before your kind even learned to crawl."

Peter launched himself forward, streaking through the void like a comet. He conjured another energy blade and slashed at Knull, who parried effortlessly with the Necrosword. The clash sent another shockwave rippling outward, pushing Wanda back as she hovered nearby.

"Peter!" Wanda shouted, her voice sharp. She had been fighting non-stop, her chaos magic unraveling the symbiote horde, but the sheer number of enemies was overwhelming. Her breath came in ragged gasps, and her crimson aura flickered with fatigue.

Peter glanced back at her, his expression briefly softening. "I hear you, Wanda! Just hang on a little longer!"

"Don't tell me to hang on," Wanda snapped, her eyes blazing red. "We need to end this, now."

She raised her hands again, and the energy around her swirled violently. With a guttural cry, she unleashed a concentrated beam of chaos magic, slicing through a dense mass of symbiotes. The beam obliterated them instantly, leaving a temporary gap in the swarm. But for every one she destroyed, two more seemed to take its place.

Knull seized on the distraction, swinging the Necrosword in a deadly arc. Peter narrowly evaded it, the blade grazing his shoulder and leaving a trail of inky black corrosion. He winced but didn't falter, countering with a blast of solar energy that forced Knull back a step.

"You're slipping, boy," Knull taunted, his grin widening. "You cannot defeat me. My darkness is infinite."

Peter stopped for a moment, calming down his nerves.

"You finally decided to give up," Knull smirked. "Wise choice, young one."

Peter shook his head and began to laugh. "Hahahaha..." His laughter grew louder and louder, echoing throughout the void. "Is this all you got? I was expecting more from you."

The place where he got hurt from the Necrosword began to heal on its own which was supposed to be impossible.

"What's going on here?" Knull asked, his voice tinged with shock and surprise.

"I asked something," Peter disappeared from his sight and appeared just before him. He was so fast that Knull couldn't even react. He punched him straight in the face.

Bang!

Peter's punch created a massive ripple through the space. Knull was sent flying back like a rocket.

"Wanda. Stop holding back. Use reality manipulation. Destroy his army with a single order. You can do it. I trust you. I will keep him busy," With those words, he flew toward the God of Symbiotes at a blinding speed.

"Ah! Why didn't I think of it?" Wanda chuckled.

Peter streaked toward Knull like a meteor of golden fire, his celestial energy burning brighter than ever before. The void seemed to tremble in his wake, as if reality itself recoiled from the sheer intensity of his power. He was done playing defense. The time for restraint had passed.

Knull barely had time to recover from the blow that sent him hurtling backward before Peter was upon him again. The celestial hybrid's speed was blinding, his movements unpredictable. Peter struck Knull with a barrage of punches, each one sending shockwaves through the void. Knull growled in frustration, swinging the Necrosword wildly in an attempt to counter, but Peter was already gone before the blade could connect.

"Face me, you insolent whelp!" Knull roared, his voice echoing like a thunderclap. He unleashed a wave of dark energy, the tendrils of the abyss spreading outward in every direction, but Peter merely smirked.

"Oh, I am," Peter said, his voice calm but laced with power. He raised his hands, conjuring twin spheres of golden energy that pulsed like miniature suns. "Let's see how your darkness likes this."

He hurled the spheres at Knull with incredible force. They detonated upon impact, engulfing the God of Symbiotes in a blinding explosion of light. The golden radiance burned away the encroaching tendrils, creating a temporary void free of darkness. Knull emerged from the blast, his dark armor cracked and smoldering, but his grin remained, defiant and malicious.

"You're stronger than I anticipated," Knull admitted, his tone begrudging. "But strength alone will not save you."

"Who said I'm alone?" Peter retorted, glancing toward Wanda.

Hovering above the battlefield, Wanda had unleashed her full potential. Crimson magic swirled around her like a storm, her eyes glowing with unrestrained power. She extended her hands, her fingers tracing intricate symbols in the air. Her voice resonated with authority as she chanted a spell in an ancient tongue, her words weaving reality itself.

Knull's expression faltered as he felt the shift. The connection between him and the symbiote swarm began to weaken. Tendrils that had once obeyed his every command now writhed aimlessly, losing their cohesion. The horde began to falter, shrinking back from Wanda's influence.

"No!" Knull bellowed, his voice tinged with desperation. He swung the Necrosword in a desperate arc, sending a wave of energy toward Wanda, but Peter intercepted it, creating a golden barrier that absorbed the attack.

"Focus on me, Knull," Peter said, his voice steady.

Knull growled, his composure slipping. He lunged at Peter with the Necrosword, their blades clashing in a storm of sparks and energy. Peter's celestial blade shimmered with golden light, pushing back against Knull's abyssal weapon with sheer force.

Meanwhile, Wanda's spell reached its climax. She raised her hands high, and a web of crimson light spread across the space, "NO MORE SYMBIOTE!"


Capítulo 246: Knull vs Spidey

The crimson light surged outward from Wanda like a tidal wave, her voice ringing through the void with unchallengeable authority. The symbiote swarm trembled, their forms dissolving into wisps of shadow. Across the battlefield, the once-endless horde was reduced to silence, leaving only the echo of Wanda's words and the fiery glow of her magic.

Peter smirked, his golden blade locked against Knull's Necrosword. "Looks like the gang's all gone. Just you and me now."

But Knull wasn't done. The God of Symbiotes snarled, his dark eyes blazing with hatred. "You think this changes anything? My abyss is eternal, boy! I am eternal!"

He threw Peter backward with a surge of abyssal energy, the Necrosword humming with power. Knull raised his free hand, the void around him twisting unnaturally. Black veins began to spread across his pale skin, pulsating with a sickly glow.

Peter floated to his feet, golden energy rippling around him like armor. "What's the matter, Knull? Losing your edge?"

Knull laughed, the sound guttural and unnerving. "No. I'm shedding my limits." He raised the Necrosword high, its blade drinking in the remnants of his symbiotic creations. The weapon flared with dark energy, and Knull's form began to shift.

"Peter, watch out!" Wanda shouted from above, her voice hoarse with exhaustion. She hovered unsteadily, her crimson aura flickering as she tried to muster more power.

The transformation was immediate and horrifying. Knull's body grew, dark armor fusing with his very flesh. The veins of black energy spread across his form, pulsating as if the abyss itself were alive within him. His eyes glowed with the light of dying stars, and his voice deepened, reverberating across the void.

"You see now?" Knull roared, his power shaking the battlefield. "I am beyond death. Beyond time. I will consume everything!"

With a sudden burst of speed, Knull swung the Necrosword with earth-shattering force. Peter raised his golden blade just in time to block, but the impact sent him crashing into a nearby asteroid. The celestial hybrid coughed, his body aching from the sheer force of Knull's attack.

Peter pushed himself off the shattered remains of the asteroid, his golden aura flickering as he steadied himself. His breathing was labored, but his resolve was unbroken. He noticed Wanda's flickering energy. "Wanda," he called over the commlink, his voice strained, "You alright?"

Hovering above the battlefield, Wanda struggled to stay aloft. Her once-flourishing crimson aura now dimmed, her movements sluggish. She clutched her side, every spell taking more out of her. "I can still fight," she rasped, forcing herself to conjure another surge of chaos magic to deflect incoming darkness. But it was clear she was nearing her limit.

Knull, sensing her weakness, turned his attention toward her. "The witch grows weak," he sneered, his massive form lurching forward. "Perhaps I'll start with you."

"Don't even think about it, motherfucker!" Peter roared, launching himself forward in a golden streak. He collided with Knull mid-swing, their clash creating an eruption of light and darkness that sent shockwaves rippling across the void.

The impact staggered Knull momentarily, but he quickly regained his footing. His power surged as he made his move, dark energy exploding outward. "You cannot protect her, boy!" Knull roared, driving Peter back with a relentless assault.

Peter gritted his teeth, his celestial armor straining against the onslaught. He noticed that Knull's lifeforce energy was flaring up. He's very familiar with lifeforce manipulation. 'Fucker is burning his life force to increase his power. Tsk.' He glanced at Wanda, her form wavering in the distance. 'She's pushed herself too far… if I don't get her out of here, she won't survive.'

Knull seemed to sense Peter's inner turmoil. "Is this the limit of your light?" he taunted, swinging the Necrosword in a wide arc. The blade cleaved through the void, forcing Peter to retreat further. "You are but a flicker in the face of my eternal abyss."

Peter ignored the taunt, his mind racing. He extended a hand toward Wanda and used a portal to send her back to Earth.

"She's gone. Out of your reach." His golden glow flared, brighter than ever. "Now, it's just you and me."

Knull's expression darkened. "Foolish boy," he growled, his voice like thunder. "You've sealed your fate."

The God of Symbiotes raised the Necrosword high, its energy coalescing into a massive vortex of darkness. The void trembled as Knull began to burn his own life force, his form distorting and growing more grotesque. Veins of black fire coursed through his body, and the light of dying stars flickered in his eyes.

"You think this is my limit?" Knull roared, his voice shaking the heavens. "I am the void! My life force is infinite, my will unbreakable!"

Peter felt the shift immediately—the overwhelming power that now radiated from Knull was unlike anything he'd faced before. The dark god moved faster, his strikes heavier, his presence suffocating.

Knull swung the Necrosword with ferocity, the blade slicing through Peter's defenses and slamming into his celestial armor. The impact sent Peter spiraling through the void, his golden light dimming with each passing second. He barely managed to steady himself, coughing as he felt the searing pain of the blow. His armor shattered.

"You're weakening, boy," Knull sneered, advancing. "You should've stayed on your knees."

Peter wiped the blood from his mouth. His injuries began to heal. "And you should've stayed in your hole." He forced himself forward, his energy blade reforming in his hand. With a roar, he charged, meeting Knull's Necrosword in a blinding clash.

The battlefield became a maelstrom of light and shadow. Each blow Peter landed seemed to be met with twice the force from Knull. The celestial hybrid was relentless, but his strength was fading fast.

Knull, on the other hand, seemed unstoppable. Fueled by his own life force, his attacks grew more savage, each strike of the Necrosword leaving deep fissures in the void. "You cannot win!" he bellowed, driving Peter back again and again.

'And here I thought I was strong. Even in his weakest form, this motherfucking creep is still way stronger than me.'

Peter gritted his teeth as he blocked another one of Knull's strikes. The sheer force of it sent him tumbling through the void. "Fuck..."

Knull raised the Necrosword high, darkness coalescing around it. "This is the end," he snarled, his voice echoing across the battlefield. "I will erase your light."

Peter knew he couldn't keep fighting like this. He needed a new plan, or he would lose. And if he lost, Knull would destroy Earth. Everything he cared about. Everyone. 'Let's try reality manipulation. It's do or die time.'

He took a deep breath and closed his eyes, focusing on the power within him. Golden energy surged through his veins, illuminating the void.

"What's this? More light?" Knull scoffed. "Your tricks are futile. I am beyond your comprehension."

Peter ignored the taunt, concentrating on the power flowing through him. He could feel the celestial energy responding to his will, resonating with the fabric of reality itself. "This ends now."

Knull lunged forward, the Necrosword aimed directly at Peter's heart. But before he could land the fatal blow, he froze mid-air. A look of confusion crossed his face as he struggled against an unseen force. "What... what is this?" he growled, his voice strained.

Peter smirked, his eyes glowing with golden light. He trapped Knull within the space that he created using his reality manipulation power. Well, arrogant Knull didn't notice and just jumped into it on his own. "Looks like your little void trick won't work on me anymore," he taunted, floating towards Knull. "Now, it's my turn."

Knull snarled, his expression darkening. "You think you can hold me?" he roared, struggling against the bonds of reality. "I am eternal!"

"How many fucking times are you gonna yell that line?" Peter sighed in exasperation. He grabbed Knull's wrist and twisted it, forcing the Necrosword out of his grasp. He took the sword and put it inside an isolated dimension. "By the way, I got a nice surprise for you."

He looked down at Knull, now disarmed and struggling to maintain his grotesque form. Without the Necrosword and his symbiotic creations, not to mention, being drained by Galactus, the once-mighty God of Symbiotes appeared almost frail. Almost.

Peter extended his hands outward, pulling every ounce of cosmic energy from the surrounding void. The celestial light within him surged, growing brighter and more intense. Stars seemed to wink into existence in the space around him, their fiery brilliance illuminating the darkness that Knull had once claimed as his own.

"You know," Peter said, his voice steady but tinged with exhaustion, "for someone who keeps screaming about eternity, you sure look like you're running out of steam."

Knull glared at him, his form trembling as the black veins pulsating across his body began to recede. "You cannot destroy me," he spat, his voice still carrying an edge of defiance. "The void is infinite. I will return, again and again."

"Not this time," Peter replied, his hands moving in a deliberate arc. The golden light around him condensed into a single, brilliant point above Knull, growing brighter and larger with every passing second.

"What are you doing?" Knull demanded, his voice tinged with an unfamiliar note of fear. The light above him began to take shape, its intensity dwarfing even the brightest stars. It was a newborn star, radiant and alive, pulsing with the energy of creation itself.

Peter's voice was steady, resolute. "I'm giving you what you deserve—a taste of the light you hate so much."

The star erupted, its brilliance blinding as it descended upon Knull. The dark god screamed, his voice splitting the void as the radiant energy consumed him. The black veins across his body disintegrated, his flesh burning away under the star's unrelenting heat. Stripped of his armor, his symbiotes, and his power, Knull's form crumbled into ash.

Peter hovered above, his golden glow dimming as he channeled the last of his energy into ensuring the star's impact was final. The battlefield was silent now, save for the hum of the celestial energy still lingering in the air.

But as Knull's body disintegrated, something dark and malevolent lingered—a wraith-like shadow that was unmistakably his soul. It surged toward Peter, desperate and feral, its voice a guttural whisper. "You cannot kill the void, boy. I will live through you. I will become you."

The shadow struck, wrapping itself around Peter like a suffocating fog. Peter gasped as the darkness invaded his body, trying to latch onto his very soul. For a brief moment, the golden light around him flickered, threatening to go out.

And then it stopped.

Peter opened his eyes, now blazing with golden fire. The All Immunity within him flared to life, a power that transcended the void, symbiotes, or even gods. The dark wraith recoiled, screaming in rage and agony as it was unable to gain a foothold in Peter's essence.

"What's wrong?" Peter asked, his smirk returning. "Having trouble latching on? Guess you didn't read the fine print: no creepy soul parasites allowed."

The All Immunity surged, a radiant pulse of energy that expelled Knull's soul completely. The wraith screamed one final time before it disintegrated, its essence obliterated by the celestial power. There would be no return, no resurrection. Knull, the God of Symbiotes, was gone.


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