The long-awaited moment had finally arrived. Absoria, the God of Void and Evil, leader of the Army of Void, knew that the final battle against the god of the underworld would seal the fate of his army and himself. He stood tall, surrounded by his four generals—Garu, Styr, Celina, and Camelia—as well as his daughter Maria, who had become a formidable warrior. All were ready for this battle.
Absoria addressed his power, Stellearte. "Where is the god of the underworld?"
Stellearte replied calmly, her voice echoing in her master's mind. "Owner, the god of the underworld resides in Tartarus, on a secret floor: the 101st floor. The only way to access it is with the permission of the god of the underworld himself, or by opening a breach. Let me take control."
Absoria nodded. "Do it."
Absoria's eyes darkened, turning black and red, a change that his generals immediately sensed. A strange energy filled the air, but no one said a word. Stellearte, taking control, raised his hand, and a huge breach appeared in the infernal skies. The breach led directly to Tartarus.
"Soldiers!" Stellearte cried out in a commanding voice. "The time has come for the bloodiest battle of our existence. It will be a merciless war against the forces of the god of the underworld. Be ready!"
Stellearte released his grip, allowing Absoria to regain control. Without hesitation, he plunged into the breach, followed by his army. Maria, full of determination, also leaped into the abyss, ready to face her fate.
As expected, a huge army of hellish creatures awaited them on the other side. In the midst of this horde stood their master, the god of the underworld himself. The army of the Void, led by Absoria and her generals, charged fearlessly.
The battlefield soon became the scene of unprecedented violence. War cries rang out as the two sides clashed with indescribable fury. Soldiers fell on both sides, but neither side faltered. Maria, protected by Celina, fought her way through the enemy ranks, demonstrating her newly acquired power.
At the heart of this battle, Absoria stood facing the god of the underworld. Their eyes met, filled with hatred and defiance.
"This fight will be your last, god of the underworld!" Absoria declared with icy confidence.
The imposing god replied, "It will be yours instead!"
Absoria drew Zypr, his divine sword, and activated the "Godslayer" skill. Huge black wings sprouted from his back as he lunged at the god of the underworld. The clash between the two was cataclysmic. The ground shook, and each blow echoed like thunder in the skies of Tartarus.
The fight was inhumanly brutal. The two opponents fought relentlessly, ignoring pain and wounds. Limbs flew, blood flowed, but neither showed any signs of giving up. Absoria's wings beat furiously, each assault bringing him closer to victory.
Finally, in a last burst of energy, Absoria managed to bring the god of the underworld to his knees. With a look of contempt, he raised his sword, ready to deliver the coup de grâce.
Before striking, he asked in a cold voice, "What is your name?"
The god of the underworld, spitting blood, replied with a bitter smile. "My name is Hells. It means Hell..."
Without hesitation, Absoria raised Zypr and, in one fluid motion, decapitated Hells, ending his reign.
Silence fell over the battlefield. The army of the Void, despite its losses, had won. Absoria stood triumphant, his sword dripping with the blood of the god of the underworld. This titanic battle had been won, but at what cost? The army was exhausted, and the future remained uncertain.
Absoria took a deep breath and looked at the bodies scattered around him, then raised his eyes to his generals and his daughter Maria. They were still standing, despite their wounds and fatigue.
"The god of the underworld is dead," he declared, his voice filled with cold determination. "But our fight has only just begun."