Cracks appeared in the shield on his arm.
Eve's sword cut into the cracks.
The blade left a deep wound on Knull's arm.
Dark crimson energy gushed from the wound, turning into a dark red mist within the Chaos Space.
Knull's body leaned back half a step. He had not been forced back; he had retreated of his own accord, reassessing his opponents' strength.
His gaze shifted from Eve to Wanda, then from Wanda to Android 18.
Three women, three kinds of power.
Eve's close-quarters attacks and the Necrosword's devouring ability, Wanda's Chaos Magic and spatial seal, Android 18's Vibranium body and Infinite Power Reactor.
None of them alone was his match, but together, working in coordination, they neutralized every one of his attacks and broke through every one of his defenses.
"Your coordination is impressive, but I don't believe you can maintain it forever. You will always leave an opening.
"No matter how strong your sword is, it is still my creation. Did you think altering the sword would sever the connection between it and me?
"You are wrong. I am the sword's foundation. I am the sword's origin. I am the sword's essence."
His body began to glow—not dark crimson, but black. A blacker-than-darkness black that devoured all light.
His body began to expand within the black radiance, growing from two meters to three, from three to five, from five to ten.
His limbs grew thicker, his head more grotesque, and his horns more numerous and sharper.
His eyes became two enormous dark crimson vortices, like abysses.
For the first time within the Chaos Space, the ancient evil god revealed his true form to them.
Knull's voice emerged from that enormous, grotesque mouth, low and slow, as if the entire universe were trembling at once.
"Now, let me