"You're saying Roy fell off a Symbiote from Malekith?"
"No, I nurtured him." Lucas corrected.
Although it wasn't a father-son relationship in human ethical terms, Roy was his creation, which was beyond doubt.
After Lucas's explanation, Gwen finally accepted the matter of becoming a mother.
Afterward, the family of three went to the cinema and watched the movie "Snowpiercer," which had been released some time ago.
After the movie ended, they unexpectedly met a certain unknown actor, psychologist, and Sorcerer Supreme.
Thus, the family of three became a family of four.
The four of them then went out for a late-night snack, and finally, the Ancient One took Roy back to rest.
Roy had to wake up early for class the next day.
As for why Lucas didn't take Roy back to the bookstore?
Of course, it wasn't because what would happen at the bookstore next was unsuitable for minors.
Back at the bookstore, Lucas and Gwen had another late-night snack.
As they ate, for some unknown reason, it started to rain indoors..
The next morning, around eight o'clock.
A figure as deep and vast as the void was already waiting outside the bookstore.
The person who had arrived was none other than the Creator.
Behind the Creator, there were four people.
These four people were dressed similarly, all wearing large cloaks to hide their figures, as if they couldn't be seen by others.
A moment later, Gwen walked out of the bookstore and headed towards the school.
Lucas came down from the seventh floor and went to the lounge on the first floor of the bookstore to close his eyes and rest.
Seeing this, the Creator stepped forward and motioned for the four people behind him to follow.
Knock! Knock!
"Come in."
Lucas's helpless voice sounded.
He looked at the Creator who had pushed the door open, complaining, "It's not even work hours yet."
The Creator was silent for a moment, then thought for a while and said, "Sorcerer Lucas, you only need to heal these four people to consider today's work complete."
"Really?" Lucas's eyes lit up.
The Creator nodded with a hint of helplessness.
As long as things developed positively, he didn't care how much time it took.
Some events require a race against time as they unfold. Other events only change when their preconditions are met, and time is irrelevant.
"Always like this from now on?"
Lucas confirmed again, and the Creator nodded helplessly again.
"It's a deal."
Lucas clapped his hands, his expression invigorated, but his eyes dimmed.
He hadn't expected his usually effective 'eyes lighting up' trick to be useless against the Creator.
After reaching a new agreement with the Creator, Lucas extended his hand.
Four streams of pure white divine power surged out, entering the bodies of the four Elder Gods brought by the Creator.
Afterward, Lucas, using four minds simultaneously, began to swiftly, accurately, and ruthlessly strip the foreign energy from the bodies of these four Elder Gods, like a surgeon's scalpel.
"Hm!" X4
Four muffled groans sounded almost simultaneously.
Afterward, the four Elder Gods gritted their teeth and made no further sound.
However, the various lights emanating from their bodies continuously trembled, exposing their current predicament. They were enduring the pain, already finding it difficult to control their bodies.
Half an hour later, Lucas withdrew his divine power.
He looked at the Creator and smiled. "All done."
The Creator's face twinkled with starlight.
He brought the four Elder Gods over, having considered the speed at which Lucas treated Neith yesterday. Roughly two hours per person, eight hours for four people.
Quite reasonable, right?
But now, Lucas was telling him that the healing speed could be more than ten times faster, and he could also treat multiple individuals simultaneously in a multi-threaded manner.
After sending off the Creator, Lucas lief down for a while, then officially began his work.
He contacted Loki, Tony, and Mephisto one by one, arranging to meet them at noon.
These three were the helpers he had carefully chosen for Strange.
Afterward, Lucas realized that his morning tasks were done?
...
On a barren road in the Flickering Realm, Chthon sat alone on the steps in front of a temple.
He gazed into the distance, his eyes profound, as if reminiscing about the past.
At the end of his gaze, a sharp cracking sound of space shattering suddenly echoed.
Crack... Snap...
Space shattered, and a huge black hole appeared.
Immediately after, snake heads emerged one by one from the black hole.
Soon, a seven-headed monster snake crawled onto the continent of the Flickering Realm. The snake straightened its body, and its seven heads simultaneously looked at Chthon in the distance.
"Long time no see, Chthon."
"Long time no see, Set."
The seven-headed snake was precisely the fallen Elder God, Set.
Set asked, "Chthon, why did you call me here?"
Chthon asked back, "Set, why are you in my Flickering Realm?"
Set's and Chthon's voices rang out almost simultaneously.
Both of them couldn't help but be stunned.
"Didn't you call me here?"
"When did I call you here?"
In silence, Set and Chthon's eyes met.
At this moment, both of them understood—they had been played.
"I called you here, Set."
The stars of the Flickering Realm suddenly began to flicker uncontrollably by Chthon. They all cast starlight upon the continent where Chthon currently was.
The starlight rained down, forming a colorful bridge.
On the colorful bridge, starlight converged.
A figure as profound as the cosmic starry sky slowly emerged.
"Creator!" X2
The Creator walked down from the bridge.
His gaze swept over Set and Chthon, finally resting on Set.
The Creator's eyes held resentment and disappointment, and gradually, disappointment dominated.
Perhaps stung by the disappointment in the Creator's eyes, Set squirmed uncomfortably.
At the same time, he gave Chthon a look in front of the Creator, signaling for the two of them to temporarily form an alliance.
"I'm not here to settle scores with you."
The Creator noticed Set's glance and slowly began to explain.
However, his explanation clearly failed to make Set lower his guard.
Who was he?
The Serpent God Set.
The instigator of Earth's first murder, the spark that ignited the God-Eater War was personally lit by him. He played a crucial role in the decline and near extinction of the Elder Gods.
Now that the creator of the Elder Gods had come knocking, he wouldn't believe the other party had any good intentions.
Seeing Set still wary, the Creator didn't mind and spoke, "I'm looking for you because I hope you'll do something."
"Heh heh." Chthon gave a soft laugh.
He slowly stood up, his gaze disdainful. "What if I say no?"
"You will agree."
The Creator turned to look at Chthon, the starlight at the corner of his lips flickering, as if smiling.
"Chthon, do you want to leave the Flickering Realm?"
As the Creator's light words sounded, the untamed arrogance in Chthon's eyes instantly faded.
Chthon immediately put on a smiling face and said, "Father, help me."
"My son, I can help you, but you must also help me. At the same time, it is also helping yourself."
The starlight at the corner of the Creator's lips flickered again, and his tone had some fluctuation.
Unlike Set, although Chthon also went on a killing spree in the God-Eater War, slaughtering countless of his own kind, he was caught up in it, not the instigator. The Creator held no resentment towards Chthon.
In fact, his resentment towards Set was not heavy either. Otherwise, he would have settled scores with Set long ago.
"Chthon, don't listen to his nonsense. Don't you know how difficult your problem is to solve?"
While the Creator and Chthon were in a father-son affectionate exchange, Set was the first to become anxious.
He knew what he had done.
"You are not allowed to slander father." Chthon retorted.
However, while his words sounded good, he made no moves. On the contrary, he secretly gave Set a look to calm down.
The Creator did not mind the eye contact between Chthon and Set.
After convincing Chthon, he looked at Set again. "Set, you don't like this seven-headed body either, do you?"
Set scoffed and said, "What? Are you going to say you have a way to solve this problem, in exchange for me helping you do that thing?"
The Creator nodded.
What he got in return was Set's even more sarcastic laughter.
After laughing, Set said, "Creator, although I don't like this deformed seven-headed body, that's not enough to be the price for me to help you. If you want my help, then trade it for Earth."
Set's seven snake heads stood tall, and his seven pairs of snake eyes stared intently at the Creator, waiting for his response.
Even though his followers were already spread throughout the Multiverse, Set still couldn't forget his original home, the homeland he first wanted to rule.
"I refuse."
The Creator's response broke Set's heart.
The Creator's next action shattered Set's body even more.
The Creator, rubbing his hands together, slowly said, "I originally wanted to negotiate with you properly, but what I got in return was your ruthless refusal. Since words cannot persuade you, then I can only resort to physical means."
Boom!!!
The Creator raised his hand and a terrifying beam of energy shot out.
The yellow energy beam instantly crossed the distance between the Creator and Set, tearing through space and fiercely striking one of Set's snake heads.
"Ow!"
Scales shattered and blood splattered.
Caught off guard, Set took the Creator's attack head-on with his snake head, immediately suffering severe injuries.
The next moment, as a green light flickered, the wounds on Set's snake head recovered as before, as if it had never been attacked.
However, Set's even colder gaze, and the Creator's still-raised right hand, revealed that the Creator had indeed made a move.
Set's gaze swept towards Chthon, unspoken.
Chthon, help me.
Chthon glanced at the Creator with some apprehension, but ultimately sat back down.
His actions showed his stance.
He would help neither.
At least, not until Set's life was in danger.
Seeing Chthon choose to stand by, Set could only withdraw his gaze. He concentrated, looking at the Creator with even greater vigilance.
Boom!!!
Another yellow energy beam shot out without warning from the Creator's raised right hand.
Set's eyes narrowed, and the next moment, his vision went black again. With a pop, one of his snake eyes was blown out by the Creator on the spot.