"This is a challenge from newly born Gods to Elder gods. This struggle is destined to be fraught with peril and suspense. Does Chthon's wail symbolize…"
"Shut up, Uatu! Are you trying to get us killed?"
Within the Flickering Realm, amidst countless faintly glowing stars, on an unremarkable hill of an inconspicuous planet.
Five Watchers, clad in ceremonial robes, stood rigidly, their eyes fixed on Lucas and Chthon, who were fiercely battling in the distance.
Among them, a Watcher Lucas was familiar with was reprimanding another Watcher, Uatu, whom Lucas didn't know but the male Ancient One might have.
"It would be fine if Lucas heard us, we could just pay him off. But if Chthon heard, all of us would die here, all because of your big mouth."
"Then why are you still mentioning their names?"
"Stop bickering, all of you. Just watch in silence."
Even during their brief argument, the five Watchers kept their gaze on Lucas and Chthon in the battlefield, unwilling to miss any detail.
Some people go to the cinema but play on their phones instead of watching the movie. That's because they only pay for a movie ticket. Of course, it's also possible the movie is terrible.
The five Watchers were risking their lives to observe and record this battle between a new god and an old god. Naturally, they wouldn't divert their attention from watching for a single moment.
"I must say, you Watchers are truly the most dedicated war correspondents in the Multiverse."
A voice appeared out of nowhere beside the Watchers.
The Watchers' fears had come true. Because of Uatu's loose tongue, they had been discovered.
But fortunately, the one who discovered them was Lucas, not Chthon.
"Two billion units of energy per person, five people make ten billion. Give it to me when you leave the Flickering Realm, don't forget. Otherwise... hehe."
After greeting the five Watchers, Lucas withdrew his gaze and looked at Chthon, who was charging at him.
Chthon had lost his initial elegance, his entire demeanor had become deranged and evil.
Lucas mocked, "What? No more hiding?"
"You have thoroughly enraged me, you scum!"
Chthon's eyes were bloodshot, not from anger, but because crimson energy surged within his body, filling him completely. It then seeped out from every pore, merging into the void, seemingly connecting with the entire Flickering Realm.
"You know nothing of my true power! I will tear you apart, devour you alive, skin and bones, all of it!" Chthon's tone was chilling.
As his words sounded, the planet and continents within the entire Flickering Realm began to tremble, emitting various colors of light.
The only commonality was that every planet and every continent's light contained a trace of crimson. This crimson trace was like a network, connecting them and making them a single entity.
"No, Chthon, I know your power very well. Don't forget the darkhold, which you personally wrote, detailing your understanding of dark magic. I've been poring over it for months. I already understand about seventy to eighty percent of your power."
Lucas carefully sensed, confirming that his danger sense hadn't twitched, then calmly retorted.
As long as his danger sense didn't twitch, Chthon's roars were just impotent rage to him, posing not the slightest threat.
Chthon scoffed, "The darkhold was written by me countless years ago. Do you think I've been standing still all these years?"
A magic array was drawn, using the void as a canvas, planets as nodes, and various energies as lines.
At the very center of the array was Lucas.
The moment the array formed, immense pressure bore down. Lucas stood unmoving, his danger sense hadn't twitched in the slightest, still showing Chthon no respect.
However, the boundless, countless times larger than planets, glowing white humanoid form following behind Lucas began to deform and flow under the pressure.
The outlines of the lines on the entire construct's surface blurred considerably.
Lucas picked up a fragment of a shattered planet and threw it into the glowing white space.
Sizzle... Sizzle...
Lucas personally provided the sound effects.
Like ice cubes dropped into hot oil, after some resistance, the fragment melted and transformed into glowing white energy.
"Bastard!"
Under the soul-piercing pain, Chthon roared in fury, and the surrounding planets and continents simultaneously emitted light.
Crack... Crack...
The space where Lucas was located twisted and deformed, collapsing inwards, and the omnipresent immense pressure abruptly intensified.
Under this immense pressure, the fragments exploded, turning into dust and powder. The dust and powder exploded again, turning into even finer molecules and atoms. And these molecules and atoms could not exist under such terrifying pressure, being crushed into smaller units, until they completely vanished.
"Is this your true power, Chthon?"
Lucas retrieved the glowing white substance, which had collapsed into a ball, back into his glowing white space.
His body began to emit a glowing white light, not to resist this terrifying pressure, but because his clothes were completely destroyed, and he was stark naked, requiring holy light for protection.
Lucas hadn't forgotten that in the dark corners, five Watchers were secretly peeping.
Chthon did not respond, only silently increasing the force. But no matter how much he increased the force, Lucas still stood there unmoving, as if nothing was happening.
Chthon knew Lucas had a special ability to absorb energy, so energy attacks were mostly ineffective against him. Therefore, he did not use energy-attacking spells.
He was also worried that using physical attacks, like throwing a planet at him before, would be like throwing meat to a dog—gone forever.
In summary, most of Chthon's methods were useless against Lucas. The means he could employ were actually not as many as he had imagined.
He could only use this kind of force-field-like method to launch non-contact attacks on Lucas.
However, energy is conserved.
As long as work is done on an object, a corresponding change in energy will occur.
The next moment, something that stunned Chthon happened.
The energy consumption required to maintain his force field suddenly increased dramatically.
That wasn't a problem. Energy doesn't disappear without reason, it only transforms from one form to another. As long as this energy remained within the Flickering Realm, it wasn't considered a loss for Chthon.
However, this energy vanished into thin air, from Chthon's perspective.
The total energy within the Flickering Realm also decreased again.
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! You haven't made any contact with my energy, how could you absorb my energy?!"
"Chthon, it seems it's not that I know nothing of your power. Rather, you know nothing of my power."