Hercules waved his golden scepter and rampaged through the monsters, destroying them with brutal strength.
Thor raised his tomahawk and charged forward.
When Hela joined in, the battle was decided in an instant.
Those black creatures, with claws and teeth, disappeared one after another!
Every time Hela swung, the enemies vanished in a wave of darkness, and the horizon cleared before them.
Soon.
The three of them defeated the hordes of dark monsters and reached Ares, the god of war.
"My brother!" Hercules rushed excitedly, lifted the staggering Ares and supported him.
Worried, he quickly asked:
"What about Apollo? Weren't you together? And what about the king of gods?"
"..."
Thor remained silent on the side.
To that question, he had no right to answer.
"I don't know about father, but Apollo…" Ares took a deep breath and suppressed the grief and anger burning in his chest.
Pointing toward the black mass, the one that had just crumbled into dust, he said:
"The one we killed was Apollo…"
"!!!"
"!!!"
The All-Black the Necrosword had the power to devour divine force.
And to transform it into hideous, demonic creatures.
The monsters they had just slain were a twisted manifestation of Apollo's power, the god of light.
"Wait… where is Aron?"
At that moment, Hela suddenly realized he was gone.
But as she said it, she sensed something unusual.
Boom————!!!
The ground shook from a powerful blast.
From above, together with a deafening roar, came a scream of rage:
"Liar!!"
"You lied to me!!"
Thor, Ares, Hercules, and Hela looked up, confused and stunned.
With a single glance, all four were speechless, frozen in shock.
...
Not far away, on a primitive planet full of life.
Birds suddenly fell from the sky, dead for no reason.
Hundreds of millions of fish surfaced and stranded themselves on the shore, dying in agony.
"Roar…"
Wild beasts, hunters and carnivores, stopped fighting.
They collapsed to the ground, together with their prey, letting out pitiful, painful cries.
Small intelligent beings, just at the threshold of development, knelt in the dust, wailing and crying toward the sky with incomprehensible voices.
A little alien girl knelt, tears flowing endlessly down her cheeks.
It wasn't long before life began to leave her.
All this, because the sun above them darkened… swallowed by shadow.
Infinite cold and darkness began to descend.
...
"You lied to me!!"
"You lied to me!!"
"You were with them! With those cursed gods!!"
Gorr's rage echoed like thunder, shaking the stars.
As the sun sank into darkness, his voice reached Thor, Ares, Hercules, and Hela.
"What is happening?"
"That is the voice of the God Butcher!"
"Who deceived him?"
Thor, Ares, and Hercules looked at each other in confusion, none knowing what to say.
Only Hela, with a hidden smile of sorrow, gazed in the direction from which the furious roar came.
"Poor wretch…"
"You came to this universe, yet you couldn't even tell friend from foe. Did you truly think you would find truth without first knowing lies?"
...
Let us return a few minutes back in time.
"I tell you, Gorr, since childhood I was taught that superstition should be cast aside."
"In my opinion…"
"So-called faith and religion."
"In reality, it is just a way for people to want something for nothing, placing their hopes in imaginary gods."
"That is a serious mistake."
"We should hold on to a scientific view of development and observe the world through reason and knowledge."
In the dimension of shadow.
Aron had placed his arm across Gorr's shoulder as they walked, sharing his thoughts.
Moments earlier Gorr had already drawn the All-Black the Necrosword, ready to fight to the last breath.
But Aron stopped him at the right moment with a sentence:
"Gorr, you yourself said we think alike. Maybe that means we are not enemies, but belong to the same side?"
From there began all the words Aron spoke.
Gorr was momentarily confused. Never before had he heard someone accuse him of not being an atheist.
"Of course you are not an atheist!" Aron continued.
"If you believe that gods exist and strive to kill them, that means you believe in their existence. That makes you a theist."
"Because every one of your killings becomes proof that gods exist, doesn't it?"
"On the contrary, a true atheist has no need to destroy anything, because for him gods do not exist at all."
Aron's words resounded.
"What you say… sounds… reasonable."
Of course, three sentences could not overturn Gorr's life goal, nor extinguish his hatred. But still, for the first time he felt a small crack in his own conviction.
"But those gods…"
The memory of past suffering awoke anger in his heart, and he gripped the All-Black the Necrosword tightly.
"Those are not true gods. They are fakes, parasites," Aron interjected.
"I already told you, they are only aliens with powers, who long ago appeared to humans as miracles. And that's all."
He glanced at the black sword in Gorr's hands and added:
"If you want to eradicate them all, an enormous task lies before you."
"Because the universe is full of those who present themselves as deities. How many will you have to kill? That can never end."
"And now… you've come into contact with the multiverse." Aron emphasized every word.
Gorr paused.
"Don't worry, I have a plan," he said, with a smile that for a moment lit up his tormented face.
If he didn't understand concepts like science or atheism, at least he understood one thing – killing gods. That was his truth.
"I have prepared the God Bomb in my world."
"That weapon I created from the hearts of ancient deities, from the remains of false gods and their pseudo-heirs. Once I activate it, it will erase everything – past, present, and future gods, down to the very last."
He stopped, then continued with dreadful conviction:
"But that is only the beginning. My plans do not end there."
On his face appeared a smile he had not shown for thousands of years. For the first time, he had a conversation partner who did not look at him with disdain, but understood him.
"When I accidentally arrived in your universe from that void… I realized that there are thousands of parallel worlds, each oppressed by those same false gods."
"That is fate."
"I must destroy them all."
His words resounded like a verdict.
His goal was not just one cosmic pantheon. His hatred extended to the entire infinite multiverse.
Gorr dreamed of erasing every divine figure and creating an era of mortals freed from false deities.
Aron observed him carefully. He knew the right time had come.
"Khm… Gorr," he said, lowering his tone, "you cannot do this alone. You need someone to help you…"
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