Because Lucas borrowed energy from Chthon through the darkhold, Chthon's aura was transmitted to this world. At such a close distance, Wanda sensed Chthon's aura and had an instinctive reaction.
Wanda mistakenly interpreted this reaction as a feeling of unease. As a sorcerer with mental power far exceeding ordinary people, Wanda was very confident in her feelings.
After feeling a strong sense of unease, she decisively sought help from the person she knew to be the strongest and most reliable, which was Lucas.
Pointing at the darkhold, Wanda asked again, "Lucas, what is it? Why do I feel such a strong sense of unease from it, yet I can't help but want to read it?"
"This is the darkhold, it originates from Chthon. And Chthon, might be the source of Chaos Magic. But that's most likely not the case."
Lucas didn't have a God's perspective. When he was weaker, he wasn't sure which version was the true source of Chaos Magic.
But when he advanced to the fourth stage, the Elder God level, he could feel that the essence of Chaos Magic was higher than the Elder God level.
If so, the source of Chaos Magic should not be the Elder God level Chthon. However, the two are still inextricably linked.
The darkhold even has a separate chapter dedicated to the Scarlet Witch and Chaos Magic.
Lucas slightly modified the information he knew and his upcoming plans, then informed Wanda.
In Lucas's modified version, he changed his reason for actively using the darkhold to find Chthon from wanting to test his strength against Chthon to eliminating the threat from him as much as possible for Wanda's safety.
"Lucas, won't this be too dangerous?"
"Wanda, this is for you."
Just as Wanda was moved, Lucas added, "So, you must work hard to train in the future, take over from me as Sorcerer Supreme, and protect reality."
That way, I can roam freely in the Multiverse.
After settling Wanda, Lucas once again activated the darkhold, borrowing energy from Chthon.
Although Chthon was confused, not understanding why the 'Wanda' on the other side borrowed energy again in such a short time, he still generously agreed again.
Anyway, the more energy 'Wanda' borrowed, the easier she would be corrupted, and the easier it would be for him to possess her body as a vessel to return to reality.
After three or five times, Chthon began to mix private goods into the energy—he mixed fragments of his soul into the energy and transmitted them together.
Chthon's little trick was discovered by Lucas immediately. However, in order to freeload more energy, he pretended not to notice and did not immediately erase Chthon's soul fragments.
On the contrary, in order not to be detected by Chthon, Lucas deliberately retained some of his energy without absorbing it, using it as a container to store Chthon's soul fragments.
As Lucas used the darkhold to borrow energy again and again, Chthon secretly transmitted soul fragments over and over again.
In a dimensional space, within a pool of scarlet energy, fragments of Chthon's soul continuously accumulated. When the number of soul fragments reached a certain level, stirring restlessly and about to begin piecing together to form a relatively complete sub-soul of Chthon, Lucas opened another energy pool to serve as a container for Chthon's soul fragments.
He had been keeping an eye on the number of Chthon's soul fragments, so he naturally wouldn't let Chthon succeed in piecing them together easily.
He planned to extract a few more times. Ideally, he could keep extracting like this indefinitely.
However, good times don't last.
When Lucas opened a new energy pool, Chthon became suspicious.
After transmitting energy a few more times, he confirmed his suspicion.
He had been discovered!
But even if he was discovered, so what?
All that dark energy he provided wasn't given for nothing.
The Scarlet Witch, who had absorbed so much dark energy, could no longer command her body.
Within the dimensional space, Chthon's soul fragments rapidly gathered, forming a whole. And the scarlet energy in the space also moved according to Chthon's will, forming an energy body.
Rip!
Breaking through the dimension, Chthon appeared in the bookstore, looking towards the darkhold.
A young man in a plain white robe was sitting cross-legged.
On his knees lay the open darkhold.
This scene was somewhat different from Chthon's imagination.
In his imagination, this young man in the plain white robe should have been replaced by a young woman in red clothes.
Although the Multiverse is full of wonders, and a male version of the Scarlet Witch is not impossible, the information he got from Agatha was that the Scarlet Witch of this world was Wanda Maximoff, a young woman.
Was Agatha's information wrong?
No!
The person in front of him had no aura of Chaos Magic at all. Moreover, there was no sign of being corrupted by his dark energy.
"Who are you?"
Coming back to his senses, Chthon asked in a deep voice.
Lucas looked at Chthon and smiled. "I am the Scarlet Witch of this world, Wandor Maximoff."
Chthon's face turned ugly. He naturally wouldn't believe the nonsense of the person in front of him.
Scarlet Witch?
You have no aura of Chaos Magic on you at all, who would believe that?
"Since you don't want to say, then I'll find out myself."
Chthon leaped, his energy body transforming into a scarlet stream of light, pouncing towards Lucas.
The extremely fast speed should have stirred up a strong wind, causing turbulent airflow that would destroy many pieces of furniture in the lounge. But the reality was that it was calm. Only faint sounds of space shattering, 'crackle, crackle,' could be heard.
When Chthon emerged from the dimensional space, Lucas had already pulled him into the Mirror Dimension.
Charging in front of Lucas, Chthon raised his right hand, and as scarlet energy flowed, his right hand transformed into a hideous, terrifying, and sharp claw, slashing towards Lucas's head.
From the start, Chthon's attack was a fatal blow with no room for mercy. He seemed to have no intention of sparing Lucas's life to inquire about his identity or purpose.
Or rather, for an existence like him, an attack that didn't touch the soul wasn't a fatal attack.
Facing Chthon's sudden outburst, Lucas seemed to be stunned, making no reaction, allowing Chthon's scarlet sharp claw to strike.
Crackle... Crackle...
Chthon's sharp claw slashed across Lucas's head, and sounds of the Mirror Dimension shattering rang out.
But apart from these sounds of the Mirror Dimension shattering, nothing happened.
No!
It wasn't that nothing happened!
Chthon's claw disappeared into thin air after touching Lucas's head. Even his energy body became a bit dimmer.
"Who are you?" Chthon's face was grim as he asked again.
"Lucas."