[: 3rd POV :]

The air trembled with an intensity that threatened to tear reality apart.

Azarkon, Vaelgor, Seraphis, and Minerva hovered, battered but not broken, their forms scorched and scarred by Daniel's overwhelming might.

They exchanged glances, silent, desperate, and resolute.

"This… this mortal…"

Minerva whispered, her voice trembling yet filled with unwavering determination.

"He defies even the laws of apocalypse. If we are to protect our Lord, if we are to preserve His will… we must sacrifice everything."

Azarkon's massive claws trembled, molten veins coursing through his body.

"Our cores… our very essence. The last of our lives… it is all we have left. No matter the cost, we end him here."

Vaelgor's flames flickered angrily, yet his eyes betrayed the weight of despair.

"If we fail… the apocalypse itself will be undone. And His work… all of it… meaningless."

Seraphis's shadowy form pulsed with the essence of death.

"Then it is settled. For our Lord… and for the apocalypse… we give everything."

Minerva drew a deep breath, the black halo of the Spark of Overrule flaring with volatile energy.

"May the worlds witness the fury of those who serve His will! We strike now!"

[: Sacrifice of the Apostles :]

In a blinding eruption, the four Apostles merged their life essence with their core powers.

The sky cracked open as their ultimate forms surged beyond mortal comprehension.

Azarkon's form intensified into a vortex capable of crushing continents.

Vaelgor's flames became miniature suns, orbiting him like fiery planets.

Seraphis became a living void of death, her Omen of Death amplified to consume existence itself.

Minerva's apocalyptic armour glowed, her sword now the size of a mountain, swinging with enough force to tear the oceans in half.

"NOW!" Azarkon bellowed, and all four unleashed their combined fury.

The world itself screamed under their assault.

Mountains crumbled, oceans boiled, forests ignited, and the very air tore itself apart.

The Apostles' combined might created a cataclysm that threatened to erase even Daniel's existence.

Daniel, however, remained calm, hovering with a serene smile. He raised his hand, and the battlefield froze in place.

[: Ascension of Time :]

Time rippled violently around him, halting the Apostles' strike mid-flight.

Their attacks hung frozen in the air, energy sizzling yet unable to move.

Daniel's diamond-shaped silver eyes glinted, and with a single step, he appeared above the four Apostles.

"You thought sacrificing your very essence would be enough?" he asked softly, voice carrying the weight of inevitability.

"You are nothing without your Lord, and even with your cores, you are still… mortal."

With a sweep of his hand:

[: Reality Distortion :]

The space above them warped violently.

All of a sudden, there was massive, gigantic energy that was the accumulation of elements themselves.

And it exploded the moment it descended upon them, sending them far apart.

However, it wasn't the end.

[: Divine Alteration :]

Daniel's next decree was merciless.

With a flick of his wrist, he temporarily rewrote the very essence of their being.

The Apostles, for the briefest moment, became weak, their immense power dampened, their attacks faltering.

"This momentary weakness… is all I need," Daniel murmured.

[: Ascension of Power :]

He absorbed fragments of their sacrificed cores and essence, weaving them into his own being.

Every ounce of their strength became fuel for his Absolute Ascension, his aura flaring to a brilliance that rivalled the cosmos.

"You..!" Vaelgor roared, but his flames sputtered under the invisible hand of Absolute Ascension.

"You are no longer gods… no longer immortals," Daniel replied.

"You are… nothing."

[: Ultimate Creation :]

From nothing, Daniel conjured weapons and constructs that defied reality itself.

Massive spears of frozen sword pierced toward Vaelgor; chains of molten light wrapped around Azarkon; blades of pure holy light sliced through Seraphis; spheres of concentrated pure energy surrounded Minerva, compressing the air around her into nothingness.

The Apostles struck simultaneously again, combining their powers into a single, cataclysmic strike.

Destruction, fire, death, and apocalypse converged toward Daniel.

[: Ascension of Time :]

Time halted, suspended in absolute obedience to Daniel's will.

In an instant, he reverted the time of their attack before it could even manifest.

[: Reality Distortion :]

He manifested elemental attacks from every corner of existence: blizzards of ice, infernos of fire, tornadoes of wind, seismic ruptures of earth, waves of shadow and darkness, and beams of divine light.

Each attack struck with precision, hitting Azarkon, Vaelgor, Seraphis, and Minerva simultaneously, wounding even their near-immortal forms.

"You still fight?" Daniel asked, voice calm, almost gentle, though the devastation around him was absolute.

"Even after sacrificing your lives… your cores… your very essence?"

Azarkon roared, staggering under the assault.

"We… we cannot… fail!"

Seraphis floated in the air, shadows flickering, voice trembling. "For… for our Lord…"

Vaelgor's flames sputtered violently. "I… I will not… be undone!"

Minerva's teeth gritted. "This… this mortal… this… nothing…"

[: Reality Distortion :]

With another thought, Daniel warped space entirely.

Oceans and mountains bent, skies folded, and they found themselves hurled across the world, fighting from continent to continent.

Cities that Daniel created from reality erupted in fire and ice, tornadoes and earthquakes clashed, while Daniel's Absolute Ascension form calmly weaved through every strike, deflecting, reversing, and rewriting every attack.

[: Divine Alteration :]

Each time an Apostle struck, Daniel decreed it temporarily useless.

Destruction became meaningless to Azarkon; fire reversed into frost for Vaelgor; death's laws unravelled for Seraphis; and apocalypse itself bent harmlessly around Minerva.

[: Ascension of Power :]

Absorbing the remnants of their sacrificed cores, Daniel's aura expanded, weapons of Ultimate Creation forming from pure imagination, divine lances, swords, hammers, shields, chains, each capable of tearing through laws themselves.

[: Reality Distortion :]

He teleported them again, this time scattering them across environments tailored to challenge them: fiery volcanoes, frozen wastelands, dark void realms, and floating lands of raw energy, but every elemental strike they attempted was deflected, reversed, or returned upon themselves.

"You… you… cannot… defeat us!" Minerva screamed, voice raw with desperation.

"We… we gave everything… and you—"

Daniel stopped time once more.

In an instant, he appeared above the four Apostles, who were mid-air, mid-strike.

A cascade of elemental energy, ice, fire, tornadoes, earth, darkness, light, rained upon them simultaneously, wounding even their divine forms.

[: Reality Distortion :]

The four Apostles were hurled back, battered and disoriented.

Daniel's hand traced a sigil in the air, teleporting all of them back to the very place this battle began, the site where their ultimate transformations had been undone.

[: Divine Alteration :]

Daniel's final decree echoed in the universe:

"You are no longer Apostles. No longer beings of power. No longer immortal. You… are mortal. Weak, powerless mortals."

The Apostles' aura collapsed, their cores fragmented, their abilities nullified.

They fell to their knees, gasping, eyes wide with disbelief.

"You… you cannot…" Azarkon rasped, claws striking the ground helplessly.

"You… took… everything…" Vaelgor wheezed, flames sputtering weakly.

Seraphis's voice broke, "Death… itself… cannot…"

Minerva, trembling, spat through gritted teeth.

"You… you will… regret… this! Curse you, Daniel! I hope the world you protect… dies with you!"

Daniel's eyes gleamed, silver diamonds radiating an aura of serenity and inevitability. He smiled, calm as ever.

"None of that will happen," he said, voice low yet echoing across the ruins.

"Not as long as I exist. Not as long as I stand."

[: Absolute Death :]

With a gesture, Daniel invoked the ultimate decree of his Absolute Ascension form.

Death itself answered, severing the Apostles' ties to their Lord, their laws, their concepts.

The sky roared, reality quaked, and the four Apostles' hearts stopped, their essence collapsing into nothingness.

There was no escape, no revival, no defiance.

Minerva's final scream was barely a whisper, her eyes staring into Daniel's as her body and the apostles faded into nothing.

"Curse… you…"

Daniel's smile remained, unbroken, absolute.

He hovered amidst the ruins, wings outstretched, aura blazing with the power of Absolute Ascension.

The battlefield fell silent.

Time flowed naturally once more.

Reality stabilised. Laws and elements realigned.

He had survived the apocalypse, undone the destruction, defeated the greatest Apostles of the Lord, and proven the inevitability of the Absolute Being.

And the world, trembling but intact, would endure as long as Daniel stood guard.

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