With a flick of her wrist, the aura solidified, morphing into a sleek, stunning weapon—a massive, three-pronged black scythe. The scythe gleamed with terrible beauty, its blades curving wickedly, each one etched with intricate patterns that seemed to shift and change as they caught the light. The weapon pulsed with dark energy, resonating with power so ancient and potent that even the cosmos seemed to tremble in its presence.

As the scythe fully materialized in her grip, a shockwave rippled outward, distorting the very fabric of space around her. The slowly advancing outer gods—beings of incomprehensible power and malice—paused. There was an instinctive, primal reaction as their colossal forms recoiled, sensing the overwhelming threat emanating from Arpious and her weapon.

The scythe hummed with a dreadful energy, and in that moment, it was as if all the chaos and madness of the outer gods were held at bay. The pressure they had exerted on the universe lessened, and even the mighty entities of the beyond, who had never known fear, instinctively retreated. The black aura that surrounded Arpious, and the scythe she wielded, was not just a weapon—it was a manifestation of dominance, a force so terrifying that even these ancient beings were forced to step back.

The universe itself seemed to breathe easier, if only for a moment, as the gods of chaos withdrew from the weapon's devastating presence.

"Now… shall we get started?"

The battlefield was beyond mortal comprehension, an endless void filled with the presence of writhing outer gods. Each one was a behemoth of chaos and destruction, their forms twisting through dimensions and defying logic. Arpious stood in the center, her presence dwarfed by the enormity of the beings around her, but the black aura of her three-pronged scythe radiated a power that made the colossal entities seem insignificant.

The outer gods unleashed their attacks in unison. Waves of pure entropy poured from their bodies, distorting time and space, turning reality into a nightmarish swirl of color and madness. One outer god, the Maw of Infinity, opened its endless gaping mouth, sending forth a vortex of destruction that bent the fabric of space toward its infinite hunger. Another, The Crawling Chaos, transformed into a swarm of serpentine horrors, each one tearing at the very essence of reality with its gnashing teeth. The Unseeing Eye sent pulses of madness rippling through the cosmos, warping time and minds alike.

But Arpious remained unfazed.

With a single swing of her scythe, she cleaved through the incomprehensible chaos. Her movements were fluid yet decisive, each slash cutting through the reality-warping forces the outer gods unleashed. The Maw of Infinity's vortex bent toward her, but with a quick flick of her wrist, Arpious severed it from existence, the scythe's edge slicing through the very concept of hunger.

Another wave of destruction came from The Abyssal Colossus, whose oily, dark mass expanded to swallow her whole, but Arpious dashed through the sea of shadow, her scythe leaving a trail of devastating black energy that shredded the colossal form in an instant.

Explosions of twisted space and impossible colors erupted from all around her. The Cosmic Leviathan lashed its gargantuan wings, sending shockwaves through entire solar systems, but Arpious leaped through the ripples of destruction, her blade tearing through the cosmic scales as though they were nothing more than air. She landed atop the leviathan's head, driving her scythe deep into the creature's massive skull, causing a shockwave that fractured the surrounding void.

The Great Harbinger raised chains of collapsing stars, swinging them with the force of a collapsing galaxy. Each chain distorted the stars around it, warping the space they occupied into nothingness. Yet Arpious, with godlike grace, danced through the star-chains, her movements as sharp and precise as her scythe. In a flash of black energy, she severed the chains with a single stroke, sending the stars spiraling back into the void.

As the gods attacked in incomprehensible ways—flashes of light that shouldn't exist, ripples of time and space folding and unfolding, the bending of dimensions themselves—Arpious moved like a force of nature. She slashed through attacks that would tear apart universes, her scythe cleaving through the madness with ease. Her every movement defied the overwhelming pressure the outer gods exerted, her presence creating fractures in the very essence of the chaos they wielded.

And yet, this was only the beginning. The gods, though staggered, were not defeated. Far behind the ones she was currently battling, more stirred—vast, incomprehensible beings, each as terrifying as the next, waiting to unleash their full might upon her.

As the battle raged on, Arpious found herself surrounded by a storm of incomprehensible attacks. The outer gods, now fully awakened to her overwhelming power, intensified their assault. Reality itself seemed to warp and fold in on itself, time twisting into endless loops and breaking into fragments. Entire dimensions collapsed under the sheer force of the gods' might, yet Arpious, with her dark scythe humming in her hands, stood untouched.

The Unseeing Eye unleashed a barrage of mind-breaking energy, waves of madness rippling through the cosmos. Each pulse tore at the minds of lesser beings, driving entire galaxies into chaos as stars blinked out of existence in its wake. But Arpious moved swiftly, her scythe carving through the pulses of insanity with ease, cutting the very essence of the attack in two. The writhing eye-sphere, unable to comprehend her speed and precision, recoiled as her blade severed its tendrils, sending bursts of grotesque light scattering across the void.

Above her, The Crawling Chaos shifted into its serpentine form, stretching across dimensions as it lashed out with infinite tendrils, each one slashing through space with devastating force. The very fabric of the universe twisted under the chaos god's relentless strikes, each blow threatening to unravel everything. But Arpious was faster, weaving through the storm of tendrils like a shadow, her scythe severing the serpentine limbs with each strike. Her movements were fluid, each swing a blur of black energy that left the chaos entity writhing in agony, its countless forms collapsing into disarray.

Then came the Maw of Infinity, its hunger now maddening, consuming even light itself as it expanded its gaping maw to swallow Arpious whole. The void around her darkened, space bending and contorting toward the vortex of destruction. But Arpious showed no fear. With a single, devastating strike, she swung her scythe in a wide arc, slashing through the very edge of the maw. A thunderous explosion erupted as the scythe cut through the vortex, severing the connection to its endless hunger. The Maw of Infinity recoiled, its form distorting, and in an instant, the vortex collapsed in on itself, dispersing into nothingness.

But the gods were relentless.

The Abyssal Colossus charged, its dark, gelatinous mass surging forward like a tidal wave of oily shadows. Its tendrils, lined with glowing red eyes, lashed out, seeking to ensnare her. Yet Arpious moved with unparalleled grace, her scythe spinning in her hands as she slashed through the tendrils, cutting each one down before they could touch her. The colossus' form rippled and expanded, but with a final swing of her scythe, Arpious cleaved through its center, splitting the monstrous god in half. Its oily mass dissipated, scattering across the battlefield like liquid night.

And then, the Cosmic Leviathan descended, its massive wings blotting out the stars as it roared with the force of dying suns. It lashed out with its colossal tail, the scales glowing with molten energy. The tail came down with enough force to shatter entire solar systems, but Arpious was already in motion. In a blur of black energy, she leaped into the air, her scythe cutting through the leviathan's tail as if it were nothing but mist. The beast roared in pain, but Arpious pressed her assault, her scythe slashing through the leviathan's scales and flesh with devastating speed. In moments, the creature's wings crumbled, and its serpentine body began to fracture under the relentless onslaught.

But even as the leviathan fell, the Great Harbinger loomed. Chains of collapsing stars swung toward her, each one distorting the fabric of space as they came. The very light of the cosmos bent around the chains, warping reality as they moved. But Arpious, undeterred, moved with blinding speed. She danced through the chains, her scythe flashing as she cut through each one, the collapsing stars bursting into dust under her strikes. The harbinger let out a soul-piercing wail, but Arpious was upon it before it could react, her scythe slicing through its skeletal hands, sending the chains scattering into the void.

The outer gods, despite their overwhelming power, were no match for her. Their attacks, incomprehensible to mortal minds, were met with perfect precision. Arpious was a force beyond reckoning, her movements graceful yet devastating, her scythe an extension of her will. Every swing shattered dimensions, every strike tore through gods, and the battlefield was littered with the remains of beings that had once brought chaos to the universe.

But this was far from over.

From the far reaches of the void, the rest of the outer gods began to stir. The seven massive beings that loomed behind the initial army now turned their attention to her, their combined presence so vast and overwhelming that the very fabric of the universe trembled. Their power was unimaginable, enough to twist the entire universe into a singularity, but Arpious stood her ground. Her scythe hummed with dark energy, and her eyes glinted with anticipation.

If you find any errors ( broken links, non-standard content, etc.. ), Please let us know < report chapter > so we can fix it as soon as possible.