Last Part: Crimson Plague & Nightshade VS Awakened Yurgion

As Nightshade and Crimson Plague prepared to return to Earth, a violent tremor rippled through the void of space. Explosions erupted in the distance, shaking the very fabric of reality.

"You feel that?" Nightshade asked, narrowing his eyes.

"Don't joke with me," Crimson Plague replied, his voice laced with irritation. "I know what's coming."

A galaxy hurtled toward them, spinning wildly through the abyss. The sheer corruption surrounding Nightshade consumed it entirely, reducing it to nothing but cosmic dust.

"That was close." Crimson Plague exhaled. "It's Yurgion. He's back."

"Huh, makes sense." Nightshade crossed his arms. "If he can use an entire galaxy as a projectile, then I'd say we're dealing with a serious problem."

Crimson Plague's eyes darkened. "You think he can do more?"

"Of course." Nightshade rolled his shoulders. "If he's flinging galaxies around, who's to say he can't destroy one?"

"He can't. Demonic power has limits." Crimson Plague shook his head. "Throwing a galaxy is impressive, but destroying one outright? That's a different level."

"You sure about that?" Nightshade raised a brow. "He just tossed a galaxy like a frisbee, and you think his power caps at 'possibly lower' than galactic destruction? You're horrible at analyzing threats, dude."

Crimson Plague scoffed. "You're the one who's wrong."

Before Nightshade could retort, Yurgion flashed in, his speed breaking reality itself. With a devastating punch, he sent Crimson Plague crashing through multiple moons of Saturn, leaving craters in his wake.

"Well, that was unexpected." Nightshade turned to Yurgion, unimpressed. "Got a personal grudge against him?"

Yurgion lunged, unleashing a relentless barrage of strikes. Nightshade dodged each one effortlessly, countering with a crushing blow that sent Yurgion stumbling back.

"Where's that corruption of yours?" Yurgion sneered. "Not using it against me?"

"Why would I?" Nightshade smirked. "My boss told me you'd just get stronger from it. You really are deaf and ignorant, huh?"

Yurgion's fists clenched. "You're gonna regret that."

He struck again, but Nightshade weaved through the attacks, delivering a vicious hook before grabbing Yurgion's face and hurling him toward the Sun. As Yurgion hurtled through space, the immense gravity began pulling him in.

"Damn it...!" Yurgion struggled against the Sun's pull.

Nightshade chuckled. "Wow, you're that strong and you're struggling against a star? Pathetic."

"You—!" Yurgion growled, rage boiling in his veins.

"Good luck burning." Nightshade teleported away.

In the inferno of the Sun, Yurgion seethed. A presence materialized beside him—Ogamak.

"Hey," Ogamak said casually.

Yurgion turned, recognizing his master immediately. "Master Ogamak."

Ogamak smirked, using his telekinesis to lift Yurgion from the Sun's gravitational grasp. "Don't make the same mistake again."

Yurgion bowed slightly. "I won't. I swear it."

Ogamak observed him closely before grinning. "Tell you what, I'll give you a gift."

Yurgion blinked. "Why?"

"You've served me for a long time. You've earned it." Ogamak extended his hand, transferring raw, unfiltered power into Yurgion's body.

Yurgion trembled as energy surged through him. "What is this...? It's overwhelming...!"

"My own power. You're the first to receive it." Ogamak's eyes gleamed darkly.

Yurgion clenched his fists, feeling an intoxicating strength. "Thank you, Master Ogamak. I will not fail."

With a flicker, he vanished.

Back on Earth, Nightshade and Crimson Plague looked to the sky.

"Think he'll come back?" Nightshade asked.

"He's too stubborn to die from that," Crimson Plague muttered.

The ground trembled violently. Yurgion descended, his mere presence causing continents to shake.

"He's back," Crimson Plague said, eyes narrowing.

"And stronger than before," Nightshade added.

Yurgion grinned, dark energy crackling around him. "This is your final destination."

Nightshade's corruption flared, his claws extending with an eerie glow. Crimson Plague's virus seeped from his eyes like liquid, a crimson aura enveloping him.

Yurgion laughed. "The power of a Type 5 Demon... it's intoxicating. Don't you agree?"

Nightshade scoffed. "You make it sound weird. But whatever works for you."

Crimson Plague flicked his cigarette to the ground, crushing it under his heel. "Let's get started."

The battle ignited. Nightshade and Crimson Plague launched forward, their combined assault relentless. Yurgion blocked effortlessly, retaliating with darkness spears erupting from the ground.

Nightshade dodged, while Crimson Plague's virus consumed the spears entirely.

Yurgion summoned a massive spear and lunged at Crimson Plague. Crimson Plague countered with writhing virus tentacles, which Yurgion cut through effortlessly.

Nightshade teleported behind Yurgion, slashing with his claws. Yurgion blocked, countering with a brutal punch, but Nightshade flipped over his head and drove a powerful kick into his skull, sending him crashing into the earth.

Crimson Plague's tentacles wrapped around Yurgion. "Got him."

"Perfect," Nightshade smirked. "Now we just need to—"

Yurgion shattered the tentacles and rocketed into the sky. "Enough! You'll regret this!"

He raised his hand, summoning a colossal dark orb, the size of a sun. The very atmosphere trembled under its weight.

From afar, the saviors battling demons halted, staring at the sky in horror.

"That's massive..." Sukorian murmured.

"It'll wipe out the planet!" Nova shouted.

"His ultimate spell..." Hannah whispered. "We can only hope they stop it."

Nightshade and Crimson Plague steadied themselves.

"Remember the chant?" Crimson Plague asked.

Nightshade nodded, raising his hands. "Darkness, eternally silenced by the waves of corruption!"

A massive dark beam formed.

Crimson Plague followed suit. "Wiper of humanity, deadly pillars of threats!"

A crimson beam crackled in his palms.

Together, they fired. "DESTRUCTIVIRUS!"

The beams clashed against Yurgion's dark sun. The sheer force sent shockwaves across the multiverse.

"More power!" Nightshade shouted.

They pushed forward. Yurgion's orb cracked. "No... NO! DAMN IT ALL!"

The explosion engulfed Yurgion, obliterating him in a supernova that shook existence itself.

Nightshade and Crimson Plague collapsed to their knees, exhausted.

"That was close..." Nightshade panted.

Nitomaa appeared before them. "You did well."

Regaining their strength, they followed Nitomaa, knowing the battle wasn't over yet.

Far away, Ogamak and Lucius watched in silence.

"Pathetic," Lucius scoffed. "He failed."

"Clearly, my power alone wasn't enough." Ogamak frowned.

Lucius smirked. "But that kid... he's interesting."

Ogamak's expression darkened. "I'm going to kill Yaxoc. You in?"

Lucius waved a hand. "No. I'l

l save my power."

Ogamak nodded. "Fine. But don't underestimate him."

Lucius grinned. "I wouldn't dare."

With that, Ogamak vanished into the darkness.