Time to Beat Up Uncle

Dormammu's once vibrant black became somewhat duller, Set's seven heads were missing three, and Chthon's crown shattered on the ground.

The Ancient One lay quietly in a pool of blood.

This is the scene Lin Xu saw when he arrived at Death Valley, and Strange was with him.

"Teacher, how are you?"

"Cough cough, I think I'm about to die..." Ancient One's voice trembled as she faced Strange's concern.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Lin Xu, who remained unmoved, as if to say: You should learn from this~

"Teacher, there must be another way!"

"Stephen, listen, I've temporarily imprisoned the three of them. Set is too badly injured and will definitely escape, but Dormammu and Chthon won't. After I die, they will break free of their seal. You and your senior brother must stop them."

"... good!"

"After I leave, you will be the new Sorcerer Supreme."

"Why not my senior brother? He's stronger than me..."

"His personality isn't suited to being confined to one place; he... has other missions."

"But... I'm not ready yet."

"Nobody's really ready, Stephen."

As she spoke, Ancient One's eyes began to dim. "Listen to your senior brother's advice; he's more powerful than you think."

Strange watched as the Ancient One's arm fell limp, and quickly touched his neck, but there was no pulse.

He turned to look at Lin Xu, only to see that Lin Xu's face showed no sadness or anger, and he appeared completely calm.

"Senior brother, the teacher is dead!"

"I know."

You can save him.

"... cannot."

Saving him is actually quite easy, the main problem is I'm afraid the old man will beat him up...

Click~

Sure enough, with the 'death' of the Ancient One, the seals on the three demon gods were instantly broken, and Set was the most seriously injured, disappeared in a flash.

Only Dormammu and Chthon remained, watching intently.

"Strange, Dormammu is in your hands now, okay?"

Strange touched the Eye of Agamotto on his chest, his gaze hardening with unwavering resolve. "I'm fine."

Lin Xu nodded, then looked at Chthon.

The God of Black Magic, is it? Perfect, I'll use you as practice for the upcoming battle against the Dark Strange.

But before he could step forward, Chthon squinted and took a step back.

"You're my rumored nephew?"

To be honest, Chthon was thinking of running away. Putting aside the suspicious death of that Ancient One, he was already finding it hard to handle the cloak Lin Xu was wearing.

In addition, he was once chased to the brink of despair by his own nephew, and eventually found refuge in another dimension...

Gaia's son is very strong, Oshtur's eldest son is not bad either. This little nephew might really make him suffer.

Upon hearing Chthon's words, Lin Xu instantly remembered that this person seemed to be Oshtur's older brother.

According to seniority, shouldn't I call him "uncle"?

But my hands feel a little itchy~

Thinking of this, Lin Xu put the hammer on the ground and stretched his hand to the east.

But this one action startled Chthon, who then felt embarrassed and tried to remain calm. "What are you doing?"

"I'm waiting for my weapon."

Glug~

Chthon swallowed hard, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw another Kamar-Taj warrior, enveloped in a green light, fly into Dormammu's dark realm.

He knew he was left with two options: fight or run. But Dormammu was still there, and running now would be beneath him.

Come on, Chthon. He was born of Oshtur and the false gods of Asgard, he can't possibly be as good as Atum and Agamotto.

After giving himself a pep talk, Chthon's spirits lifted, and a surge of dark brown energy erupted from his body, instantly enveloping the entire Death Valley.

Black Magic Domain!

At the same time, Lin Xu quickly activated Hoggoth's Hoary Hosts, Tears of Oshtur between his brows also emitted White Magic light. Meanwhile, a streak of crimson gold swept in from afar and instantly appeared in Lin Xu's hand.

The Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade is returned to its original position.

Since it's about beating up your uncle, nothing works better than this!

Being in the Black Magic Domain, Lin Xu felt that his speed and strength were greatly restricted, and even some Kamar-Taj magic was difficult to cast.

Fortunately, the Heavenly Eye and the Crimson Cloak remained unaffected.

Seeing the dark brown energy rushing towards him from all sides, Lin Xu poured his divine power into the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade and hurled it out.

Sensing the power and rules emanating from the spear, Chthon dared not confront it head-on. Black Magic wormhole appeared before the spear, teleporting it away.

However, the God King's weapon has an inherent characteristic: it will not give up until it hits the target. Even if it is moved away by external force, it will still turn its spearhead and continue to lock onto the target.

Seeing this, Lin Xu quickly cast "Crimson Bands of Cyttorak". With the blessing of the Crimson Cloak, the Mystic Arts was extremely smooth, and the ribbons passed through the Black Magic energy without any hindrance.

In the blink of an eye, they had bound Chthon's limbs.

The bandages wrapped around Chthon's body, making a hissing sound. Clearly, even with the enhancement of Crimson Power, the Mystic Arts level was too low, and the effect was negligible.

Even half a second would be enough.

Tsk~

The Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade pierced Chthon's neck with perfect precision.

Bang~

The crimson sash was broken, Chthon, enduring excruciating pain, pulled out the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade.

There was no spray of blood as expected. The dark energy instantly healed the wound on his neck. However, the residual power of the rules left a white scar on his originally dark brown skin.

Lin Xu waved his hand, and the spear flew back into his hand. The Heavenly Eye between his eyebrows emitted a dazzling white light, heading towards Chthon.

However, this time Chthon was clearly on guard, and disappeared in a flash, leaving only a bottomless circular hole in his place.

Lin Xu scanned the area with his Heavenly Eye but couldn't find any trace of Chthon. He stuck the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade into the ground, then picked up Mjolnir and slammed it down onto the ground.

A massive amount of lightning power instantly spread out.

Chthon's figure appeared four or five meters away, but a wicked smile appeared on his lips. A dark shadow emerged from his body and instantly enveloped Lin Xu.

Lin Xu only felt a blur before his eyes, and the scene before him instantly changed.

There was no fighting, no Black Magic, and no time travel.

He was sitting on the sofa, facing his parents' pressure to get married...

"Xiao Xu, it's not that I'm criticizing you, but you're almost thirty. Look at Xiao Liu next door, he's a year younger than you, and he's already a father of two..."

"That is..."

Listening to the two of them chattering on and on, Lin Xu felt a little helpless. What era are we living in? Why are they still using this trick?

"Mom, have you seen my phone?"

"Go back to your bedroom and look..."

"Incorrect answer."

"What?"

"It's okay, I just said I wanted steak."

"Okay, Mom will make you some tonight..."

"Wrong answer again, Chthon, your trick is certainly realistic, but you don't understand my mother..."

"Fuck, this isn't Earth! Who are you?!"

"It's in my hands, come and take it!" "Eat steak? Eat egg chops!"