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Earth orbit. Vacuum.
Ultimate Humungousaur's fist met the descending Necrosword.
BANG!
A silent shockwave swept through space — thousands of symbiote dragons in the vicinity shredded instantly by the force.
Crack.
The sound existed only in Jake's mind. His dark-green spiked armor — the hardest biological defense the Omnitrix could evolve — was cut open. Black deathly energy surged through the wound, invading his body.
Not physical pain. Something worse. The agony of soul and gene chains being torn apart.
"All-Black does not cut flesh." Knull pressed the blade down. "It severs the soul. Obliterates godhood."
The black energy crawled along the wound, trying to split Jake in two.
Jake didn't resist.
Whoosh! — XLR8. Blue-black blur retreating along the blade at light speed, opening ten thousand meters of distance in a heartbeat.
Human form. Jake looked at his right arm. A black sword scar. The deathly energy preventing the wound from healing.
"Physical defense can't block a conceptual weapon." His eyes went cold.
Knull sneered across the void. Raised the sword.
"Your gene pool is vast. But All-Black obliterates genes on contact. What do you have left to block it?"
He launched — a black meteor, Necrosword descending.
TING!
The Omnitrix blazed red. Not a malfunction — the highest-level crisis response.
[WARNING: Conceptual god-slaying weapon detected.]
[Conventional physical armor — insufficient.]
[Activating countermeasures...]
[UNLOCKED: DNA Weaponization Module.]
[Symbiotic organism — activated.]
From the dial's core — a palm-sized slime creature covered in green tentacles crawled out. Large eyes. Comical mouth. Clinging to the watch's edge.
"Skurd at your service, my host!"
The shrill voice was absurdly cheerful for the situation. "That black sword smells like moldy gods! We need the hardest thing in the universe to pry his teeth open!"
Skurd. The Omnitrix's symbiotic organism — capable of extracting any DNA from the genetic database and weaponizing it, equipping it directly onto Jake's body without requiring a full transformation.
"Cut the chatter." Jake watched Knull closing in. "Give me a sword."
"Taydenite Greatsword — coming up!"
Slime enveloped Jake's right arm.
KA-KA-KA!
His arm crystallized — extending three meters into a serrated heavy blade of high-density cyan crystal.
Diamondhead — Taydenite Greatsword.
"Shield too!"
The slime branched to his left arm.
Whoosh!
Scorched rock. Flowing crimson magma. Surface spewing flames at several thousand degrees.
Heatblast — Magma Heavy Shield.
Human form. Crystal sword in one hand. Lava shield in the other. DNA weaponized into equipment without transformation.
Knull arrived. Necrosword descending at Jake's skull.
"DIE!"
Jake advanced.
The Taydenite Greatsword swung upward with everything he had.
CLANG—!!!
The collision was cosmic. Sparks erupted in the void. At the contact point — fine black cracks appeared in space itself.
But the Taydenite held.
The hardest substance in the Ben 10 universe — withstanding the blade that had beheaded a Celestial.
"WHAT?!" Genuine shock in Knull's crimson eyes. All-Black — blocked. By crystal.
"Surprised?"
Jake held the lock — crystal edge grinding against god-killing metal — and thrust his left arm forward.
The Magma Heavy Shield pressed against Knull's face and transformed — reshaping into a dark magma cannon barrel aimed point-blank at the God of Symbiotes.
"Point-blank output."
BOOM!!
A crimson plasma fireball — compressed, superheated — detonated against Knull's skull.
Fire and light. The absolute weakness of every symbiote ever created, delivered directly to the face of the being who invented them.
"AAAH!!!"
Knull screamed. The symbiote armor on his face melted. Pale, charred flesh exposed. The recoil launched his massive body backward.
"Skurd — SWITCH!"
"Roger!"
The magma receded from Jake's left arm, replaced by four thick green tentacles with suction cups.
Grey Matter/Upgrade — Hybrid Tentacles.
The tentacles shot out — spring-loaded, gripping Knull's sword-hand wrist.
"GET OFF! LOWLY CREATURE!" Knull thrashed.
"Leaving this sword in your hands is a waste."
Jake pulled himself in along the tentacles. Closed the distance. Raised the Taydenite Greatsword — aiming at Knull's right arm joint.
"This belongs to me now."
The blade fell.
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