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Eddie Brock's eyes were bloodshot; at this moment, he was like a drug addict in withdrawal, throwing himself directly in front of the silver Symbiote without any regard for his image.
His hands frantically clawed at the ground, trying to re-grasp the Symbiote, as if it were his only lifeline in this World.
However, this time, no matter how hard he tried, the silver Symbiote on the ground acted like a startled small animal, not daring to 'merge' with him in the slightest.
Seeing this, Eddie Brock roared hysterically, "Damn it, it must be your doing… Answer me, what exactly do you want?!"
His voice, filled with despair and rage, echoed through the space, sounding particularly shrill.
But the White-haired Man did not answer his question; instead, he beckoned slightly to the silver Symbiote.
That gesture seemed to carry a mysterious magic; the silver Symbiote, without hesitation, abandoned the human 'lapdog' who was trying to curry favor with it, and then transformed into a snake-like form, coiling up the White-haired Man's arm.
Its movements were swift and obedient, as if it were facing a supreme Master.
"No, you… what are you doing?"
Eddie Brock, seeing this, looked as if he had lost his parents, his legs gave way, and he knelt powerlessly on the ground.
His eyes were filled with pleading and despair, as he begged bitterly, "Please… please, no… I beg you, don't take it away from me, that's my Symbiote, it's my everything!!"
His voice was trembling and pleading, "I… I don't want to live alone anymore!!"
The White-haired Man on the mottled throne, seeing this, couldn't help but reveal a wicked smile, and asked knowingly:
"Tsk tsk, there's nothing more wonderful than the wails of a desperate person… Oh, poor Eddie Brock, look at what those people have done to you? To make you fall into such a miserable state?"
His voice carried a hint of mockery, as if he were enjoying a splendid farce.
"Your ambition has been completely destroyed, but I have a way to cure it… However, to receive my gift, you must pay the corresponding price!"
The White-haired Man's words echoed in Eddie Brock's ears like the whispers of a devil.
However, at this moment, all of Eddie Brock's attention was completely drawn to the silver Symbiote on the other party's arm.
His eyes were fixed on the Symbiote, as if pulled by an invisible force.
Seeing that the White-haired Man opposite him seemed to have no intention of returning it to him, he, like a crazed addict who, unable to buy drugs, decides to go out and rob, scrambled towards the White-haired Man.
His eyes were filled with madness and recklessness, as if he had lost his sanity.
However, in the next second, the White-haired Man reached out and precisely gripped his neck.
That hand looked withered, yet it possessed astonishing strength; Eddie Brock felt as if his neck was clamped by an iron vice, and his breathing instantly became difficult.
The White-haired Man then, with an irresistible and powerful force, lifted him to his face and said word by word, "Didn't you just want to know who I am? Then let me tell you personally… I am the Dark King, the Symbiote God — Knull!!!"
As Knull's voice rang out, Eddie Brock immediately rolled his eyes, feeling his consciousness instantly pulled into a pitch-black space.
Then, as if watching a 5D movie, a series of images and sounds appeared in his consciousness.
Initially, at the dawn of the Universe, when everything was still in nothingness, endless Darkness enveloped the entire Universe.
That Darkness was so thick it seemed palpable; there was no glimmer of light, no sound, the entire World seemed to have fallen into an Eternity of slumber.
And within a certain domain, a pale figure was curled up like an infant, sleeping within the pitch-black cosmic region.
Needless to say, that figure was Knull!
He slept silently in the Darkness, as if merged with this endless Darkness.
After an unknown period, a dazzling burst of light, like an arrow, shot into the Dark Domain where Knull resided.
That light was incredibly intense, instantly breaking the silence of the Darkness and startling Knull, who had been in slumber.
Knull slowly opened his eyes, and in those eyes flickered an evil and mysterious power.
Vaguely, from behind the suddenly appearing light, Knull perceived a group of powerful beings known as… 'Celestial Group'!
Through Knull's 'shared' perspective, Eddie Brock witnessed a scene he would never forget: in the pitch-black Universe, several gigantic humanoid figures, as large as Planets, appeared.
These figures exuded a powerful aura of majesty, as if they were the Masters of the Universe.
And while the shapes of these humanoid giants varied, they all shared one extremely similar common feature—every inch of their bodies was covered in armor of vastly different styles and colors.
The surfaces of these armors all shimmered with a cold metallic luster, appearing exceptionally striking in the dark Universe.
Eddie's eyes were filled with shock and awe; despite the thick layer of armor, he couldn't discern what their true forms hidden beneath it looked like.
But driven by humanity's perception and instinct for danger, he was 100% certain that these 'Celestial Gods' absolutely possessed the terrifying ability to easily erase him… no, to erase the entire Earth!
Eddie's breathing instantly became rapid and heavy, and his chest heaved violently, as if an invisible large hand was slowly tightening around his throat.
At this moment, the scene before his eyes, as if lightly stirred by an invisible hand, began to shift again…
These suddenly appearing 'Celestial Gods', with an urge to control this unknown domain in their eyes, naturally regarded the Dark Domain where Knull resided as a design waiting to be sculpted.
Their gazes held no respect whatsoever for the original "Master" of this domain, nor did they seek even a hint of Knull's opinion, as they grandly began to create all things in the Universe and life-bearing Planets within this domain.
Their power was unimaginably vast.
Wherever they went, light shone, stars were born, and life-bearing Planets emerged like rising new stars.
However, their actions directly led to an extreme compression of the void abyss where Knull subsisted.
The originally boundless Dark space was gradually squeezed, and Knull was progressively driven into the deepest corner.
He huddled in that cramped Dark space, his eyes filled with rage and unwillingness, like a trapped beast.
And so… one day, the long-suppressed rage erupted like a volcano, and Knull could no longer bear it.
The enraged Knull decided to launch his counterattack!
His previously curled body suddenly straightened, his eyes burning with raging Fire, and he strode with firm and resolute steps, bravely appearing before one of the Celestial Group.
Even though his figure was as tiny as an ant in the other party's eyes.
Even though the other party could turn him to dust with a mere wave of a hand.
But he still fearlessly raised his head and loudly declared his sovereignty.
His voice was firm and powerful, echoing in this Dark domain:
"My kingdom needs no life to fill it, the abyss where I dwell is neither a dead end nor nothingness… My infinite domain does not need you fellows to transform and reshape it!"
His eyes held an unquestionable majesty, "I, Knull, am the Dark King… I breathe in nothingness, I grow in Darkness, my World needs no 'Light'!!"
Knull challenged that Celestial Group and refused to accept their transformation of the Dark Domain.
No sooner had he spoken than he, like a ghost, drew a 'All-Black Necrosword' from the endless Shadow.
As soon as the sword appeared, the surrounding air seemed to solidify, and an evil and powerful aura permeated the area.
Knull, holding the All-Black Necrosword, flashed his figure, using this evil artifact to ambush and kill that Celestial Group.
However, before Knull could even catch his breath, he was then banished into the endless void by the other Celestial Group using powerful energy.
His body, under the impact of the energy, swayed like a lone boat in a stormy sea, thrown into the unknown depths of Darkness.
Ding—Dang—
Ding—Dang—
Accompanied by a crisp and rhythmic sound, like the hammering from an ancient blacksmith's shop, the scene shifted again.
This time, Knull's figure appeared in an extremely simple blacksmith's shop.
A dim yellow light flickered in the corner, illuminating Knull's hideous and evil face.
He gripped the hammer tightly in his hand, his muscles tensed, each swing carrying immense power, heavily striking the All-Black Necrosword placed on the anvil.
He wanted to forge it into a more powerful God, one even capable of killing all 'Gods'!
Ding—Dang—
Ding—Dang—
With each hammer strike, a shower of sparks flew from the anvil, like meteors streaking across the pitch-black night sky—fleeting in an instant.
And at this moment, that evil and ancient voice, like a narration, once again resonated in Eddie Brock's consciousness.
"Those self-righteous Celestial Group thought that banishing me into nothingness meant their mission was accomplished, but they were wrong… terribly wrong, they were completely oblivious to their own foolish actions… Those fools didn't truly banish me; they sent me back home!"
"To counterattack, I personally created the race you humans call Symbiotes, and the first member among them is this brand new All-Black Necrosword I am forging in my hand; it will carry my unique Darkness, and it will serve as my sharp blade for slaughtering other 'Gods'…"
"I shaped it in my own image, and in the blood-Fire of the first Celestial Group I slew, I imbued it with the sharpness of life!"
In the scene, Knull, using the Celestial Hammer in his hand, which contained powerful energy, continuously hammered the 'Symbiote Sword' in his hand, which had already successfully 'awakened' life.
The continuous hammering created sounds like rolling thunder, echoing in the small blacksmith's shop.
And with each quenching in the blood-Fire, the living "Symbiote Sword" let out cries and screams.
The sounds were shrill and painful, as if recounting endless torment.
However, its will was also tempered and became incomparably stronger because of it!
Seeing this, Eddie Brock's eyes suddenly lit up, and a look of sudden realization appeared on his face. So the Symbiote's fatal weaknesses, fear of "sound waves" and "Fire," were flaws inherited from their "ancestors" at birth?
He couldn't help but ponder in his heart, no wonder, no matter how powerful a Symbiote was, they could never completely shake off these two weaknesses!
At this moment, the scene changed again; Knull, clad in black battle armor, was holding the All-Black Necrosword, slaughtering a group of "Gods" in golden armor within a certain dimension.
That dimension was filled with a strange aura, where Darkness and light intertwined.
Knull's figure moved like a black lightning bolt, and wherever he went, the "Gods" in golden armor fell one after another.
These golden-armored "Gods," whose sizes were no different from humans, were clearly not the Celestial Group that Eddie Brock had seen before.
But even so, the terrifying pressure emanating from them still made Eddie Brock's breathing exceptionally heavy.
He felt as if he was on that battlefield, the surrounding air becoming thick and oppressive, each breath like swallowing heavy lead.
"I used the weapon I forged with my own hands to continuously create slaughter in the cosmic starry sky, expelling light; together we tore open the throats of those 'false gods', using the blood of the Gods to awe the stars… So very soon, the reputation of this 'living blade' in my hand resounded throughout the Universe."
Knull's voice echoed in Eddie's consciousness, carrying a chilling dominance, "Necrosword, Sword of the Dead, Godslayer Sword… countless titles followed one after another, but without exception, these titles were all related to death and annihilation!!"
"Until… the moment of our downfall arrived…"
As Knull's voice faded, the scene abruptly shifted. Before Eddie Brock could recover from the previous shock, Knull, who had been victorious and slaughtering in the last scene, now, like a meteor, crashed heavily onto the surface of a barren Planet along with another golden-armored God, while fighting each other in the deep starry sky.
The Planet's surface was desolate, with yellow sand flying everywhere.
Their bodies, like cannonballs, created a massive deep crater, sending dust flying.