Spider-Man 0X

The void trembled under the weight of unimaginable power as Knull's symbiotic fleet and Thanos' armada prepared to clash. The stillness of the infinite abyss was a lie—a fleeting calm before a storm destined to rend reality itself.

Knull, the primordial god of the void, rose from his throne, the All-Black Necrosword humming with an eldritch resonance. His crimson eyes burned with contempt as he gazed upon the Sanctuary II and the fleets aligned under the banner of the Mad Titan.

"Unleash oblivion," Knull whispered. Though faint, his voice reverberated across the stars like the toll of a cosmic bell.

In an instant, his fleet surged forward, a grotesque amalgam of organic monstrosities. Leviathans formed of shifting black ooze twisted their massive forms into weapons of destruction. Smaller constructs darted like predators, their forms imbued with malevolence.

On the Sanctuary II, Thanos stood unmoved amidst the chaos of blaring alarms and flashing lights. The holographic display of Knull's advancing forces illuminated the bridge, revealing the grim determination etched into the Titan's face.

"Deploy all battalions," Thanos commanded, his voice cutting through the noise like the edge of a blade. "Let them taste death."

Proxima Midnight saluted, her spear gleaming. "The destroyers are in formation. Our artillery is primed."

Thanos nodded, his gauntlet glowing faintly with the combined energy of the Power, Space, and Mind Stones. "Begin the assault. Their darkness will falter before my will."

Knull's symbiote leviathans struck first. Tendrils of sentient darkness slithered across the void, their speed defying comprehension. They latched onto the hulls of Thanos' front-line destroyers, tearing through reinforced armor like paper. The ships groaned as grotesque appendages punctured their cores, triggering explosions that momentarily illuminated the void.

"Shields down on the vanguard!" an officer reported.

Thanos raised a hand, his expression unreadable. "Redirect fire. Focus their tendrils. We will burn them out."

The retaliation was swift. Plasma cannons roared to life, unleashing concentrated bursts of energy that lanced through the darkness. Fighters wove intricate patterns through the battlefield, their missiles trailing streaks of light as they struck smaller symbiote constructs. Massive warships launched volleys of guided munitions, their detonations consuming entire clusters of enemy forces in fiery blooms.

Yet Knull's creations were unlike anything the universe had seen. Leviathans obliterated by concentrated fire reformed within moments, their fragmented pieces coalescing into new, even deadlier shapes.

One such beast—a hulking creature with dozens of maws and serrated appendages—devoured an entire squadron of fighters before turning its rage toward a dreadnought.

"Lord Thanos," Proxima Midnight reported urgently, "our weaponry is effective, but their regeneration is delaying progress. We need to neutralize their core entities."

Thanos' frown deepened. "Summon the Annihilators. Target their leviathans. No mercy."

From the rear of the fleet, Annihilator-class dreadnoughts advanced. Each ship carried firepower capable of rivaling entire armadas. Their main cannons charged with energy siphoned from miniature singularities, glowing ominously. When the weapons fired, the beams tore through Knull's monstrosities with devastating precision, leaving gaping voids where darkness once reigned.

Knull watched the carnage with an expression of amusement. From his throne, he extended a hand, the Necrosword pulsating with raw power.

"You seek to snuff out the void," Knull intoned, his voice echoing unnaturally. "But the void is eternal."

A wave of darkness rippled from the Necrosword, spreading through his fleet. The symbiote constructs twisted and merged, their forms becoming more grotesque and massive. New monstrosities emerged—Eldritch Colossi, each rivaling the size of a planet.

One, a serpent-like behemoth, slithered forward, its body a shifting mass of tendrils, fangs, and eyes. The serpent lunged, its maw large enough to swallow warships whole. Its fangs clamped onto the Sanctuary II, sending shudders through the mighty vessel.

"Shields at critical!" an officer shouted.

Thanos extended the Power Stone's might, channeling it into the ship's automated cannons. The resulting barrage blasted the serpent's body apart, but fragments of the beast reformed, coiling around the ship like a predator tightening its grip.

"I grow tired of these pests," Thanos muttered. "Prepare the Godslayer Cannon."

A massive cannon mounted on one of the dreadnoughts began to charge. Its barrel glowed with an intense white light as energy gathered, drawn from a collapsing star. When it fired, the serpent was consumed in an explosion that pierced the fabric of space-time, erasing it from existence.

Knull descended from his throne, his form a silhouette of pure darkness, the glow of his crimson eyes cutting through the carnage. With the Necrosword in hand, he drifted toward the center of the battlefield, carving through debris as if it were air.

Thanos would not let the challenge go unanswered. Boarding a heavily armed cruiser, the Mad Titan advanced toward Knull. As the vessel drew close, Thanos leapt into the void, landing atop a massive symbiote construct. He crushed its surface underfoot, his Power Stone flaring with energy.

"Knull!" Thanos roared, his voice echoing across the battlefield. "Your reign ends here!"

The Symbiote God turned, his expression disdainful. "You think yourself my equal? You are but a child playing with stones."

Knull surged forward, the Necrosword carving arcs of darkness through space. Thanos countered with the Mind Stone, projecting a psychic shockwave that disrupted Knull's focus. The Titan followed up with a devastating punch, enhanced by the Power Stone, sending Knull reeling.

"You cling to the void," Thanos growled, parrying a strike. "But I wield the power to shatter it."

"And yet," Knull sneered, "the void always returns."

Knull unleashed a wave of tendrils, each tipped with jagged blades. Thanos used the Space Stone to teleport out of harm's way, reappearing above Knull with a crushing blow. The clash of powers illuminated the battlefield, a dazzling explosion of light and shadow.

As the battle reached its peak, Knull raised the Necrosword high. The weapon transformed, its edge glowing with the crimson light of a dying star. He poured his essence into the blade, releasing a wave of destruction that annihilated dozens of Thanos' ships.

Thanos, unyielding, channeled the Power Stone into a single, concentrated beam. The attack collided with Knull's strike, creating a shockwave that tore through the fabric of reality.

In the end, Knull's form began to unravel, his essence scattered across the abyss. For a moment, the void fell silent, and Thanos stood triumphant.

But the darkness stirred once more.

Knull's laughter echoed, chilling and eternal. "You cannot kill the void, Titan," he whispered, his crimson eyes reigniting. "This is only the beginning."

From the lingering fragments of darkness, Knull's form coalesced once more. His presence loomed larger than before, his aura suffused with an unfathomable hatred. The Necrosword crackled with renewed fury, its blade dripping with the essence of annihilation.

"Did you think it would be so simple?" Knull's voice slithered through the void like a predator stalking its prey. "I am the void. I am inevitable."

Thanos braced himself, the Power Stone blazing within the gauntlet. "I have broken inevitabilities before," the Mad Titan declared, his voice as unyielding as the universe he sought to balance.

Knull launched himself forward, the Necrosword slicing through the emptiness with terrifying speed. Thanos countered with a blast from the Power Stone, the beam colliding with the blade in a blinding cascade of energy. The force of their clash rippled across the battlefield, obliterating smaller constructs and sending Thanos' nearest warships spiraling.

Their battle resumed with renewed ferocity. Knull's tendrils lashed out, forming serrated whips and spears that struck with surgical precision. Thanos met each assault with calculated strength, his gauntlet-enhanced strikes shattering constructs and disrupting the God's relentless onslaught.

The Sanctuary II fired volleys of plasma and kinetic ordnance at Knull, but the darkness absorbed the attacks, feeding the Symbiote God's power. Proxima Midnight and Corvus Glaive led elite battalions against the monstrous hordes, but for every enemy felled, two more rose from the abyss.

"Your army cannot save you, Titan," Knull spat, the Necrosword cleaving through a destroyer in a single arc. "And your stones will betray you in the end."

Thanos snarled, teleporting behind Knull with the Space Stone and delivering a thunderous blow to his back. The God of the Void staggered but quickly retaliated, his blade shifting into a massive scythe that nearly bisected the Titan. Thanos dodged at the last moment, the weapon grazing his armor and carving through a warship behind him.

Before either could land another strike, the void itself seemed to shudder. A presence—unfathomably vast and incomprehensibly ancient—loomed over the battlefield. Stars dimmed, and the darkness itself recoiled as an enormous shadow emerged, its form blotting out the remnants of light.

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