Chthon did not continue to try all directions.
As Earth's first master of Black Magic, his magic attainments were extremely high.
After calming down and observing carefully, although he still couldn't figure out the principle of this magic, he knew that he absolutely could not escape this magic by speed alone.
Rip!
Chthon's power erupted, and his claws slashed across the void in front of him, tearing space apart.
Beyond the spatial rift was a turbulent flow of time and space. Stepping into it, one might be teleported to any location within the Universe with the flow of time and space, or even outside the Universe.
Standing before the spatial rift, Chthon stood for a long time, unable to make a choice.
However, Lucas's gradually closing hand would not slow down because Chthon was finding it difficult to choose.
A shadow quickly swept in from the horizon, enveloping Chthon.
At this moment, a layer of shadow also covered Chthon's heart.
Silently, five fingers had gradually closed, covering the sky and obscuring the sun.
Having made up his mind, Chthon leaped and plunged into the turbulent flow of time and space.
He was going to take a gamble!
He gambled that he would not be thrown out of the Universe by the turbulent flow of time and space!
Chthon didn't know how much time had passed before he tore through space again and emerged from the turbulent flow of time and space.
In the distance were twinkling stars, and nearby, meteorites occasionally streaked past.
Although it was an unfamiliar space in the Universe, it still felt familiar.
This was reality!
Chthon knew he had won the gamble.
He was still in the Universe, not thrown out of it by the turbulent flow of time and space.
But when Chthon looked down, he found himself standing on a continent, a continent inexplicably floating alone in the Universe.
No, this wasn't a continent!
This was a palm!
Even after traversing endless distances with the help of the turbulent flow of time and space, Chthon was still within Lucas's palm.
And this hand was closing.
Boom!
Chthon, enraged, gathered his power into his feet and unleashed a powerful strike onto the palm beneath him.
Terrifying energy fluctuations erupted, accompanied by the cracking sound of shattering space, and Chthon's entire body sank into the palm beneath his feet.
He was going to punch through this damned palm!
Deep within the palm, Chthon found no flesh and blood. Before him was only a vast expanse of white, an incandescent substance he had never seen or heard of before.
After an unknown period, a crimson stream of light burst forth from the back of the palm.
Chthon successfully punched through the entire palm.
However, beyond that palm was an even larger palm. At this moment, this larger palm had almost completely closed, forming a fist. Within the fist was twisted, deformed, and fragmented space.
"Lucas, your strength has earned my respect, we can talk again!" Chthon shouted.
"Ten times! If you capture Wanda and hand her over to me, I can give you ten times the energy I just offered!"
Chthon's reply was met with a gradually tightening fist.
"Twenty times!"
"One hundred times!"
The palm completely closed, forming a fist.
Inside and outside the fist seemed to be divided into two worlds. Chthon could no longer feel the aura of the Universe.
Even his perception was tightly confined within his energy body, unable to actively acquire any information from the outside world. His connection with his main body in the Flickering Realm was also severed.
Time lost its meaning here.
Suddenly, a bright light pierced through the darkness within the fist's world, illuminating this dark world within the fist.
This world was very familiar to Chthon. It was precisely the bookstore lounge where he had been when he first descended.
Looking up, Chthon saw Lucas smiling at him.
"God of Chaos, when do you plan to give me these one hundred times the energy?"
Lucas had never expected Chthon to be so generous and wealthy.
Was this the accumulation of an Elder god over billions of years?
He loved it.
If he hadn't been worried about being detected, he would have secretly slowed down the closing of his palm to see if Chthon would offer an even higher price.
"Lucas, you help me capture Wanda, and after I descend, I will give you the energy." Chthon said in a deep voice.
At this moment, he once again felt the alluring aura of the Universe.
"No, God of Chaos, what if after you descend, you go back on your word? What should I do?" Lucas waved his hands repeatedly.
"As I see it, you give me the energy first, and then I'll help you capture Wanda."
Lucas and Chthon both knew very well that the other party would not agree to such harsh terms.
Lucas suddenly understood.
Their transaction was difficult to achieve because there was almost no middleman who could guarantee it for them. And methods like contracts were useless to them.
Most importantly, Lucas never intended to trade, to hand over Wanda. He just wanted to get something for nothing.
But Chthon was unaware of this. In his view, Lucas, with such strength, could easily capture Wanda. It was not excessive to pay a certain price to ask him to act once.
However, he needed to consider the relationship between Lucas and Wanda, as their locations were too close. Furthermore, he simply didn't want to be extorted too much.
After a moment of silence, Chthon slowly said, "Lucas, we can emulate human transactions. I will pay you a certain amount of energy at each stage."
"As soon as you capture Wanda, I will immediately give you ten percent."
"Good." Lucas nodded.
He reached out and grabbed Wanda, who was unconscious, into his hand.
Chthon looked greedily at Wanda in Lucas's hand, he wouldn't mistake this rich aura of Chaos Magic.
Chthon didn't waste words, he pointed his hand at the darkhold on Lucas's knee. The darkhold shimmered with flowing light, and crimson energy surged out from it, merging into Lucas's body.
While Lucas was absorbing the crimson energy, Chthon quietly observed, wanting to glimpse how Lucas processed this energy.
However, he observed nothing.
Seeing this, Chthon quickly proposed another condition.
A condition to test the relationship between Lucas and Wanda.
Chthon's voice was chilling, his tone revealing cruelty. "First, strip her clothes, then slice her into a thousand pieces. Just leave her with a sliver of life, don't let her die."
If Lucas complied, it would indicate that his relationship with Wanda was ordinary. Then he wouldn't have to worry about Lucas reneging on the deal.
If Lucas didn't comply, it would mean that he and Wanda had a good relationship.
In that case, he would have to consider whether the stakes weren't high enough, or if Lucas had no intention of trading with him at all.
Lucas's heart stirred, he hadn't expected Chthon to suddenly propose this condition.
Agreeing was out of the question, free stuff meant free stuff.
Lucas's expression became solemn, pretending to be in a dilemma.
Seeing this, Chthon raised the stakes. He wanted to break Lucas's bottom line layer by layer.
"Strip her clothes, and I'll immediately give you another ten percent. This is extra."
Lucas still pretended to hesitate, continuously absorbing the energy surging from the darkhold.
Seeing this, Chthon interrupted the energy transfer, just about to speak to persuade him again.
Bang!
Chthon's energy body was instantly crushed by Lucas.
"I refuse."