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 ondless horde was reduced to silence, leaving only the echo of Wanda's words and the fiery glow of her magic.

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

  But Knull wasn't dohe God of Symbiotes snarled, his dark eyes bzing with hatred. "You think this ges 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. Bck 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 ye?"

  Knull ughed, the sound guttural and unnerving. "No. I'm shedding my limits." He raised the Necrosword high, its bde drinking in the remnants of his symbiotic creations. The on fred 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 bergy 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 beyoh. Beyond time. I will e everything!"

  With a sudden burst of speed, Knull swung the Necrosword with earth-shattering force. Peter raised his golden bde just in time to block, but the impact sent him crashing into a nearby asteroid. The celestial hybrid coughed, his body ag 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 bored, but his resolve was unbrokeiced Wanda's flickering energy. "Wanda," he called over the link, his voice strained, "You alright?"

  H 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 still fight," she rasped, f herself to jure another surge of agic to defleing 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 lurg forward. "Perhaps I'll start with you."

  "Don't even think about it, motherfucker!" Peter roared, ung himself forward in a golden streak. He collided with Knull mid-swing, their csh creating aion of light and darkhat 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 ot protect her, boy!" Knull roared, drivier back with a relentless assault.

  Peter gritted his teeth, his celestial armor straining against the onsught. He noticed that Knull's lifeforergy was fring up. He's very familiar with lifeforce manipution. 'Fucker is burning his life force to increase his power. Tsk.' He g 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 seer's iurmoil. "Is this the limit of yht?" he taunted, swinging the Necrosword in a wide arc. The bde cleaved through the void, f Peter to retreat further. "You are but a flicker in the fay eternal abyss."

  Peter ighe taunt, his mind rag. 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 fred, 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 coalesg into a massive vortex of darkness. The void trembled as Knull began to burn his own life force, his form dist and growing mrotesque. Veins of bck 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 suffog.

  Knull swung the Necrosword with ferocity, the bde slig through Peter's defenses and smming into his celestial armor. The impact seer spiraling through the void, his golden light dimming with each passing sed. He barely mao steady himself, coughing as he felt the searing pain of the blow. His armor shattered.

  "You're weakening, boy," Knull sneered, advang. "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 bde ref in his hand. With a roar, he charged, meeting Knull's Necrosword in a blinding csh.

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

  Knull, oher 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 ot win!" he bellowed, drivier back again and again.

  'And here I thought I was strong. Even in his weakest form, this motherfug creep is still way strohan 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 coalesg around it. "This is the end," he snarled, his voice eg across the battlefield. "I will erase yht."

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

  He took a deep breath and closed his eyes, fog 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 prehension."

  Peter ighe taunt, trating 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 nd the fatal blow, he froze mid-air. A look of fusion 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 manipution power. Well, arrogant Knull didn't notid 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 hold me?" he roared, struggling against the bonds of reality. "I am eternal!"

  "How many fug times are you gonhat line?" Peter sighed in exasperation. He grabbed Knull's wrist and twisted it, f the Necrosword out of his grasp. He took the sword and put it inside an isoted 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 Gactus, the once-mighty God of Symbiotes appeared almost frail. Almost.

  Peter extended his hands outward, pulling every ounce of iergy from the surrounding void. The celestial light within him surged, growing brighter and more intears seemed to wink ien the space around him, their fiery brilliance illuminating the darkhat Knull had once cimed 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 gred at him, his form trembling as the bck veins pulsating across his body began to recede. "You ot destroy me," he spat, his voice still carrying an edge of defiahe 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 densed into a single, brilliant point above Knull, growing brighter and rger with every passing sed.

  "What are you doing?" Knull demanded, his voice tinged with an unfamiliar note of fear. The light above him began to take shape, its iy 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 desded upon Knull. The dark god screamed, his voice splitting the void as the radiant energy ed him. The bck veins across his body disied, his flesh burning away uhe star's ui. Stripped of his armor, his symbiotes, and his power, Knull's form crumbled into ash.

  Peter hovered above, his golden glow dimming as he eled the st 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 disied, something dark and malevolent lingered—a wraith-like shadow that was unmistakably his soul. It surged toeter, desperate and feral, its voice a guttural whisper. "You ot kill the void, boy. I will live through you. I will bee you."

  The shadow struck, ing itself arouer like a suffog fog. Peter gasped as the darkness invaded his body, trying to tto 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 bzing with golden fire. The All Immunity within him fred to life, a power that transded the void, symbiotes, or even gods. The dark wraith recoiled, screaming in rage and agony as it was uo gain a foothold ier's essence.

  "What's wrong?" Peter asked, his smirk returning. "Having trouble tg 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 pletely. The wraith screamed one final time before it disied, its essence obliterated by the celestial power. There would be urn, no resurre. Knull, the God of Symbiotes, was gone.