The Death of Death
Death burst into laughter, a series of mocking laughs that instantly resounded throughout the heavens and earth.
He did not suppress his smile, and the dilapidated spirits around him began to sway and fly, constantly crashing into the stones.
Stonehenge finally loosened, Death moved forward, leaving no footprints in its wake, but tearing a huge chasm in its wake.
William also leaped up suddenly.
The two collided with a loud crash, a simple clash of magic against magic, without any fancy moves.
The ground within a radius of a kilometer was instantly dented into a huge circular crater by that powerful magical force.
It looked like a meteorite had struck!
After the collision, Death paused briefly and shifted, while William took two steps back.
Death's power was originally far greater than William's.
However, his power was too dispersed; it was present in both his descendants' bloodline and the Elder Wood...
After all of that was destroyed, his strength dropped considerably.
Especially when the Elder Wood is cut down, it's like water without a source; it might be turbulent for a while, but it will soon become a trickle.
William is different; the power he controls right now is entirely his own.
Although it is much weaker than the power Merlin previously bestowed, its advantage lies in its endless vitality.
Death was also incredibly astonished. "Does Merlin still possess powers I don't know about?"
His empty eye sockets stared at William, and he suddenly realized.
"Traces of time, were you in a time loop while I was imprisoned at Stonehenge?"
How many years have you been in this cycle?!
William's voice held a hint of world-weariness as he chuckled and said, "Guess."
"You're just putting on a show!" Death's voice was icy. "No matter how long you stay, you're no match for me!"
"I will kill you first, then those connected to you, imprisoning your souls at the bottom of the River Styx, where they will suffer the eternal torment of being devoured by the dead!"
He lunged forward again, each step accompanied by a muffled thud on the earth.
William raised his wand.
After exchanging a hundred spells, visible ripples of energy appeared behind them.
William suddenly thrust his wand forward with his right hand, unleashing Prehistoric Mysteries.
This magic is a spacetime magic he developed during the time loop.
Ravenclaw destroyed the Diadem, leaving Diadem to endure thousands of years of time, until Scabbers.
Merlin's Stonehenge, on the other hand, traps wizards in a certain place, preventing them from leaving.
William used two spells as a blueprint to banish wizards to the turbulent currents of time, from which they could not escape.
Finally, the power of time will completely destroy it.
Death neither flinched nor avoided it, and was instantly enveloped by an invisible force.
The stones floating beside him gradually slowed down, exhibiting a weathering effect reminiscent of the passage of time, like the changing of the sea and the transformation of land.
William gripped the wand and gave it a slight wiggle.
Death vanished from the spot, as if swallowed by time.
William did not relax; this magic could not kill Death, it only accelerated the loss of the opponent's power.
William raised his wand and shouted, "Axe, Accio!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a beam of light descended from the sky, causing the earth to tremble.
Death tears through the chaotic flow of time, as if a god has descended to earth anew!
He hadn't changed much, except that the black robe he wore was almost completely worn away.
"A mere trick!" Death reached out and grasped a scythe from the void.
The skeletal man, whose long robe was badly ripped, asked in a cold voice:
Is that all you've got?
The massive scythe swung, and William stepped back, raising his trident as he did so.
The trident snapped in two, forcing him to use Apparition to reappear in the distance.
William's arm, which had blocked the scythe, hung limply, dripping blood, but he paid no attention and instead looked back.
With that single swing, a terrifying crack appeared in the ground, its depth unknown, but stretching for hundreds of miles.
Death raised its scythe once more, this time slicing horizontally.
Dozens of kilometers away, a mountain appeared to have been sliced flat, as if it had been cut straight in half.
The attack then split into several beams of light, which continued to extend downwards.
The enormous mountain peak was like tofu on a chopping board, easily sliced horizontally with a knife, becoming thinner and thinner with each cut.
In the blink of an eye, the light compressed towards William.
Between heaven and earth, it seemed as if only a thin line remained, and that thin line was the scythe of Death!
William's expression was solemn as he cast numerous protective spells around himself.
But it couldn't stop the attack; his skin was as if it had been cut into a thousand pieces, and began to turn into a bloody mess.
He suddenly darted forward, an axe appearing in his hand.
It was the very same sword Grindelwald used to cut the Elder Wood.
Summoned by William, they finally flew from the Underworld to this place.
His body, already horribly torn apart, now raised his axe to block the attack of the scythe.
William rushed to Death's side in an instant, and brought his axe down on his head.
Death raised his hand and gripped William's right hand tightly, tearing his flesh apart to reveal his bones.
William released the axe with his right hand, caught it instantly with his left, and swung it horizontally towards Death's head.
The axe struck the skull, but only left a tiny scratch.
"You think you can cut through the bones of God?!" Death laughed.
William raised his axe again, and Death withdrew his hands, raising his scythe in preparation for a fatal blow.
Death is moving faster; at this rate, William will surely die first.
He suddenly shouted:
"Merlin, I have something to tell you... Elder Wood has been cut down by Grindelwald, and by Morgan as well."
She was killed too; you are no longer immortal!
Death was momentarily distracted, but William's speed did not decrease; he brought down the axe even faster.
But this strike wasn't aimed at Death's skull, but at the right finger bone!
Years ago, Death used his own finger bone to make a Time Ring, which is the Bronze Ring William wears.
This is Death's only wound, his only... weak point!
What may seem like an insignificant part becomes exceptionally vulnerable under the Death's axe.
An arm flies into the sky.
Death's power was rapidly dissipating; he retreated, with William following closely behind.
Next is the left hand.
Right leg...
He finally raised the axe high and pierced through Death's head.
William used too much force, and despite several attempts, he couldn't pull the axe out of the skull.
Death, whose head had been pierced, did not die immediately. He stood on one leg, looking at William with some panic.
Even after Elder Wood dies, Morgan, the Bloodline Horcrux, saves his life.
If even she dies, then I will no longer be immortal!
Is a god who can be killed still the Death?
Just a mortal!
Herpo the Foul stood there speechless, watching William pull out the axe. He suddenly raised his head, making a final, desperate struggle.
"If I die, all life on this planet will die!"
The River Styx will overflow and flood this place, and the dead will descend!
Stark, with your current power, you simply cannot stop it!
"Are you threatening me?" William raised his Scabbers axe.
"I'm not threatening you, I'm just telling you a fact!" Herpo the Foul laughed maniacally.
"I became the Death, was trapped in the Underworld for five hundred years, and then Merlin trapped me on an island for fifteen hundred years!"
I have suffered so much; if I die, I would rather take it all with me!
Stark
Do you dare kill me?
Kill me,
Everyone must perish with them.
Do you dare?!
William stared blankly at the sky, then looked at the crazed Herpo the Foul; he knew what the other man said was true.
He slowly put down the axe.
Death breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as he doesn't die, with his abilities, he can recover and still have a chance to turn the tide.
but...
Suddenly, the world spun around!
William raised his axe and, without hesitation, cut off Death's skull.
Death severed his head.
Even in death, they will not fall!
But ultimately,
Dead!
(Ah, I still haven't finished writing today. Let me gather my thoughts; there's still quite a bit to explain in the end.)
The finale is really tomorrow!