Lucas's figure flickered, an extreme burst of speed propelling him towards Chthon.
His sharp silhouette, enveloped in brilliant white divine power, streaked like lightning, leaving a tearing mark in the sky that lingered for a long time.
Facing Lucas's sudden attack, Chthon desperately controlled the energy within his body, striving to keep it stable.
Power surged, transforming into a crimson stream of light, also charging towards Lucas.
In an instant, the brilliant white lightning and the crimson stream of light collided. The air vibrated, producing chaotic ripples and waves.
Space, too, became fragile and overwhelmed, continuously twisting and deforming, as if on the verge of collapsing at any moment.
Boom!
A terrifying shockwave swept out, destroying everything in its path, adding new scars to the already bottomless pit and sunken ground.
At the center of the shockwave's explosion, Lucas and Chthon engaged in a brutal, primitive, and unilaterally bloody close-quarters combat, fist against flesh.
Lucas, enveloped in brilliant white divine power, completely abandoned defense, only attacking.
His Energy Absorption talent absorbed the crimson energy from Chthon's furious attacks, as well as the kinetic shockwave from his fists and feet.
The Sacred Body, combined with the burst of divine power, allowed him to pummel Chthon with punch after punch in a very short time, creating ripples across his body.
With each of Lucas's strikes, crimson energy, like blood, splattered from Chthon's body, raining down upon the ground and into the distance.
These energies, like burning flames, carried an aura of incinerating all things, igniting the air and soil.
A fire that would engulf the entire world seemed imminent.
But the fire ultimately did not occur.
As if time had reversed, the splattered 'blood' of Chthon, flung from the center of the battle, flew back towards the battle's core.
But it didn't merge back into Chthon, it went into Lucas.
Damn it!
Chthon cursed inwardly, a thought of temporarily avoiding the brunt of the attack rising in his mind.
The suction from Lucas forced him to divert some of his energy to control the power within his body. Even so, his control over his own energy was affected.
To make matters worse, the crimson energy carried in his attacks, when striking Lucas, did not produce the effect he anticipated. Instead, it was like a drop of water entering the sea, causing no ripples.
This feeling made it impossible for him to determine if his attacks were effective.
The final straw that broke the camel's back was Lucas absorbing the energy that dispersed from his injuries. This brought back unpleasant memories.
Billions of years ago, shortly after Earth formed, the Elder Gods were born.
One hundred million years ago.
That was the most glorious period for the Elder Gods, when their numbers were at their peak. At that time, Elder Gods were spread across the entire Earth, and each Elder God had different interests.
But a murder changed this situation.
Set, in order to increase his own power, killed and devoured the Elder God Hyppus.
This ignited a war of slaughter and devouring among the Elder Gods.
Afterward, the Elder Gods imitated Set, and most of them degenerated into demons, beginning to devour each other.
And Chthon, as one of the surviving and still active Elder Gods, was undoubtedly one of the victors of that Elder God war.
Although he was forced by Atum, born from the union of Gaia and the Godcreator, to flee reality and hide in the Flickering Realm he created.
This cannibalistic war of Elder Gods, where they were both hunter and prey, left Chthon with deep psychological trauma, even though he was the embodiment of evil, the greatest evil, and even hailed by Eternity as the cancer cell of the Multiverse.
Eons passed, and the memories of the Elder God war had long since faded.
Chthon never expected to become prey again, and prey that was being eaten alive.
I can't fight him in close combat. I must create distance.
Having made up his mind, Chthon changed direction, transforming into a crimson stream of light, and rushed towards the Earth.
Lucas also transformed into a brilliant white stream of light and gave chase.
Their speeds were similar, but Chthon's home-field advantage began to show.
Without any warning, a sudden storm formed, kicking up dust and the shattered debris of the Earth.
Enveloped by the endless gale, shattered rocks turned into bombs, and air transformed into blades, blocking the brilliant white stream of light's path, determined to impede Lucas's pursuit.
The brilliant white stream of light did not shy away, charging directly into the tornado.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang...
The gale and shattered rocks bombarded the brilliant white stream of light, but they could not shake it, nor could they even slow it down or deflect its direction in the slightest. They could only burst into wisps of gray fireworks.
One after another, the brilliant white stream of light continued to closely pursue the crimson stream of light.
The distance between them did not widen. Instead, it gradually closed.
In reality, Chthon was slightly faster than Lucas, but under the pull of Lucas's Energy Absorption talent, his speed was significantly affected.
The next instant, a ripple spread, and the crimson stream of light merged into the ground without causing the slightest disturbance, as if it were not earth but air.
In just a moment, the crimson stream of light vanished from Lucas's sight.
The next instant, the brilliant white stream of light impacted the Earth.
Boom!
The air suddenly grew heavy, and an unstoppable, terrifying momentum descended from the sky, destroying mountains, as a giant mushroom cloud rapidly rose.
The ground trembled violently, only slowly subsiding after several seconds.
Waving his hand, Lucas dispersed the shattered rock and dust that had been stirred up into the sky by the previous shockwave and were now falling down.
Lucas frowned as he scanned the entire area, finding no trace of Chthon.
Presumably, Chthon had hidden within the ground, intending to use the earth to block him.
With his energy vision activated, Lucas scanned the entire area again, paying particular attention to the ground beneath his feet.
Under Lucas's energy vision, the earth could no longer obstruct his sight.
Chthon's energy, with its high-density energy signature, had nowhere to hide under Lucas's energy vision.
"Chthon, do you think hiding down there will help you?"
Lucas's figure floated up into the air, brilliant white matter continuously surging from behind him, covering the sky.
Gradually, a colossal body, so vast its boundaries were indiscernible, emerged behind Lucas.
Clouds were like his socks, trampled under his feet. Towering mountains, compared to him, were as minuscule as grains of sand.
"Since you like hiding underground, I'll shatter the earth, and then we'll see where you can hide."
In mid-air, Lucas slowly pressed his hand down towards the ground below.
Behind him, the boundless behemoth also slowly brought its hand down towards the ground below.
When Chthon first looked, he only felt the immense size of the hand, and its heavy, powerful descent.
But as the hand continuously pressed down, and the distance to the ground continuously shortened, its speed also seemed to be increasing.
No!
It wasn't that the speed was increasing. The hand's descent speed had always been constant, but the huge distance between them earlier had created a visual illusion of slow speed.
The palm continued to press down, continuously growing larger.
From the size of a disc, it became the size of a sports field.
From the size of a sports field, it became the size of a city.
From the size of a city, it became the size of Earth itself.
But this was not the end. In fact, it was far from it.