As Heaven God desperately tried to control the rebellious golden hands, his strikes became weaker, his frustration mounting. "You insignificant pest!" he bellowed, but his words were drowned out by the betrayal of his own power. Each punch landed harder against his body, sending shockwaves through the heavens. Just as he struggled to break free, the Samodiva Queen moved with terrifying elegance, her steps almost gliding as she closed in on him.
Her cold, calculating eyes locked on Heaven God, and without a word, she thrust her hand into his chest, her fingers piercing his divine essence. Heaven God gasped in shock, his body convulsing. As her hand wrapped around the sacred stone inside him, the source of his godly strength, his eyes widened with horror. Slowly, deliberately, she pulled the glowing stone free, and with it, his existence crumbled. His form turned to ash, the winds carrying his remains across the celestial plain.
Hell God, frozen in terror at the sight of his counterpart's demise, quickly turned to flee, his once confident stride now reduced to desperate panic. "I will not meet the same fate!" he whispered to himself. But before he could take more than a few steps, Ashura appeared behind him, faster than a shadow, and without a word, swung his blade. In one swift motion, the Hell God's body was severed into countless pieces, each fragment disintegrating into nothingness before they could even touch the ground.
Zephyr, witnessing the carnage, felt the weight of the situation pressing down on him. His son, Ashura, was now a force beyond even his control, and with the Samodiva Queen at his side, the destruction of the heavens and hell had become a grim reality. Zephyr knew his presence was futile here. He silently retreated, disappearing into the folds of reality to prepare for the inevitable war to come.
As the battlefield grew silent, the Samodiva Queen stood tall, her expression unchanging as she examined the stone she had taken from Heaven God. The glow from it faded, consumed by her dark energy, and she tossed the lifeless remnant aside, uncaring. Her attention shifted to the ruined castle of the gods, a symbol of the power they once wielded, now a shadow of its former glory.
She turned to Ashura, her voice steady and commanding. "It's time, Ashura. The multiverse will fall beneath our feet."
Ashura, still kneeling before her, rose slowly, a wicked smile forming on his face. "Yes, my queen. No world, no dimension will stand in our way. I will lead your armies and crush all who oppose us." His eyes burned with a dark, unholy fire as he gazed at the horizon, imagining the worlds that awaited his conquest.
The Samodiva Queen extended her hand, and a swirling portal began to form in the sky, casting an ominous shadow across the heavens. "Let us begin with the first realm," she said, her voice a soft whisper of doom. "The realm of the mortals. They will be the first to fall."
Together, they stepped through the portal, their figures disappearing into the void. The skies above heaven trembled, as if the very fabric of existence feared what was to come. The multiverse, vast and full of life, was now under threat by forces more powerful than ever imagined.
Ashura and the Samodiva Queen, the destroyers of gods, were about to rewrite the fate of all realms. And as they ventured deeper into their dark conquest, the last remnants of hope dwindled, scattered among the surviving few who had witnessed their power.
But somewhere, in the shadows of worlds yet untouched, those who had faced the gods before began to stir. A rebellion was forming, led by souls who refused to bow to the darkness. They would rise again, but only time would tell if they could stop the queen and Ashura before the multiverse fell to chaos.