SUPREME ARCH-MAGUS-Chapter 724 : Ultimate Death!

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With final command from Kent, the anti-existence poison of nature erupted from every where.

The skies above Mount Meru were unlike anything anyone in the Spirit World had ever seen.

Nature itself had turned into a ferocious force of vengeance, seemingly alive with wrath and purpose.

Every element—sky, rain, ground, and even space—was rejecting the existence of the Poison God. It wasn't just an attack; it was an all-encompassing rejection of his very being.

On the edge of the Eternal Musical Hall, the War God stood frozen, his usual composure shattered. He turned to the Storm God, his voice trembling. "What the heck is happening? Storm God, what is this fellow doing?"

The Storm God, his normally confident demeanor shaken, replied in a low tone, "I… I don't know. This… this isn't normal. The elements—they've become sentient, targeting the Poison God as if he doesn't belong here." His words trailed off, replaced by the hum of destruction filling the air.

Every single person watching, from the gods to Kent's companions, stared in stunned silence at the sight before them. The Poison God, once so imposing and untouchable, now stood as the center of nature's unrelenting fury. His smug grin was gone, replaced by a look of sheer panic.

Even Kent, who had orchestrated this divine chaos, was caught off guard. His brows furrowed as he whispered to himself, "This… I never expected it to be so overwhelming. I thought it would weaken him, not…" He stopped as his gaze locked onto the unraveling form of the Poison God.

The Poison God's eyes went wide, his inner voice screaming at him to flee. But his pride, his godly ego, refused to let him retreat. "I am the Poison God!" he roared defiantly, his voice trembling. "Do you think you, a mere mortal, can destroy me?"

But his words faltered as the skies above ganged up against him. Clouds churned in a violent dance, twisting and swirling like predators circling their prey. Lightning bolts, each one sharper and deadlier than the last, struck down mercilessly, fighting for the chance to pierce him.

Rain, once harmless droplets, transformed into death rays, slicing through the air against nature's order. The crimson poison rain that he had summoned now betrayed him, each drop targeting his form like an executioner's blade.

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The ground beneath the Poison God quaked and cracked, breaking apart as if rejecting his touch. The space around him trembled, fracturing and pressing inward, trying to crush him into nothingness. His very blood and bones betrayed him, vibrating violently as if attempting to escape the vessel that housed them.

The Poison God screamed, his godhood powers straining to keep him intact. But the more he resisted, the greater the pain became. "No! This isn't possible! I am a GOD!" he roared, his voice filled with desperation and disbelief.

Darkness enveloped him from all sides. It wasn't a natural darkness—it was the absence of existence itself. The Poison God, once feared by all, was being swallowed whole by the very elements he had thought to dominate.

The Space God and his wife, watching from miles away, felt a chill run down their spines. The Space God tightened his grip on his wine glass, his fingers trembling slightly. "This… this can't be real. How can a god die in the hands of a mortal?!" he muttered.

His wife, usually dismissive and smug, leaned forward, her voice barely a whisper. "If he can do this to the Poison God… what chance do we have if he turns his gaze on us?"

The Space God didn't respond. For the first time in eons, fear crept into his heart. He couldn't even bear to think about crossing paths with Kent.

Then it happened. The Poison God, the embodiment of toxic mastery, let out one final, blood-curdling scream. His body shimmered, cracked, and shattered like glass. In an instant, he was gone, vanishing like an illusion into the void. There was no grand explosion, no dramatic farewell—just a quiet erasure of his existence.

Everyone watching was struck silent. The War God clenched his fists, his expression a mixture of awe and unease. "He's… gone," he muttered. "The Poison God… defeated by a mortal."

Jean, Fatty Ben, Gunji Zing, and the others stared from the safety of the Musical Hall, their faces pale. "Kent… what have you become?" Jean whispered, her voice trembling with both fear and admiration.

At the center of it all, Kent swayed on his feet, his body battered and broken. The Eternal Lotus beneath him shimmered softly, its light dimming as it struggled to support him. With a weak step, Kent lost his balance and fell forward, rolling off the Lotus and landing beside the baby dragon.

Sparky, the baby dragon, was barely clinging to life. Its eyes fluttered open as Kent's battered body collapsed beside it. For a moment, they both lay there in the aftermath of the storm, two beings bound by an unbreakable bond.

Kent turned his head weakly, his gaze meeting Sparky's. His hand, trembling and bloodied, reached out to rest gently on the dragon's head. "You… you're stronger than this, Sparky," he whispered, his voice hoarse. "You've got to fight. Don't give up now."

Sparky let out a soft whimper, its golden eyes locking onto Kent's. In that moment, there was no need for words. Their connection went beyond language, beyond reason. It was a bond forged through shared struggle, through trust, and through an unyielding determination to survive.

Tears welled up in Kent's eyes as he whispered, "We've come too far, little one. I won't let this be the end."

The baby dragon let out a faint growl, as if trying to reassure him. Its tail twitched weakly, and its eyes burned with a flicker of resolve.

From a distance, the Storm God muttered to himself, "He's not just a mortal. He's something else entirely."

The War God nodded silently, his gaze fixed on Kent. For all their power, the gods could not help but feel a deep sense of respect—and fear—for the man who had just defied one of their own.

As the rain ceased and the skies began to clear, Kent and Sparky lay side by side, both battered but alive. Their shared struggle was far from over, but in that moment, they found solace in each other's presence. The world around them seemed to fade away as they stared into each other's eyes, a silent promise passing between them: they would rise again, stronger than ever.

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