The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics.

Chapter 210 The trouble gets bigger and bigger
The atmosphere suddenly froze, especially among Peter and the other five.

When they heard Kahn calling him brother, they thought they were doomed. They couldn't handle Kahn alone, let alone the ferocious-looking Damons.

But before the five of them could feel their mood hit rock bottom, Damons' next words made them suspect that they had heard wrongly.

Fratricide does sound unacceptable in modern times.

Compared with the group of five, Kahn was much calmer. He had a bad relationship with other members of the family. When they met, they would curse each other as greetings, and even pulling out knives was considered affectionate.

But taking someone's life has never happened before. After all, although Kahn is an eyesore, he is still useful. The heir's family is small, and Kahn is at least a laborer.

Out of sight, out of mind. Kahn and the other members of his family have always maintained this state. Their hearts are as clear as a mirror. They have lived in peace for hundreds of years without breaking this window paper.

But they all knew that this situation could not last long, so when Damons said he wanted to kill him, Kahn thought the time had come and he had lost his usefulness.

Kahn turned around, leaving Peter who was about to be captured, and regardless of Luke Kane's injuries, pulled the steel fork out of his body, causing him to scream.

Unlike these immature children, Kahn had to do his best to deal with Damons, not to mention that he was hungry.

As for why he didn't eat Peter first, that's a stupid question. Damons has no chivalry and will not let Kahn eat his fill and make himself unhappy.

"Have the others, the bride, and the descendants all been found?" Kahn asked. In Kahn's opinion, the only reason he was abandoned was because the three special spiders had been found.

"No," Damons denied.

"Those spiders have nothing to do with me anymore."

"What do you mean?" Kahn took a stance to prevent Damons from attacking at any time.

"Literally." Damons flipped his wrist and the chainsaw sword was in his hand again.

"I've gained greater strength and finally no longer have to worry about food. I've killed my father, Morlun, and Jannix. Now it's your turn."

As for Brix and Bora, Damons didn't take them seriously at all. After dealing with Kahn, they were not a problem at all.

"You can give me more powerful strength." Damons grinned.

"As a family member, you wouldn't even do me a small favor, would you? My dear brother."

Kahn's expression was hidden by the metal helmet, but seeing that his hand holding the steel fork was shaking, you could tell that he must be uneasy inside.

"You lunatic!" Kahn's voice was trembling and even a little distorted, and he seemed to be losing control.

Damons smiled and looked quite pleased with himself. He said this just to irritate Kahn. Only this idiot brother cared about his family. Sure enough, he was already furious after just a few words.

Kahn squeezed the steel fork hard and strode towards Damons again. The endless hunger and anger turned him into a beast. Now Kahn just wanted to kill Damons with his own hands.

Facing the aggressive Kahn, Damons raised his chainsaw sword and chopped down. Kahn raised his fork and stabbed it, using the fork tip to hold the chainsaw sword firmly in place. Sparks flew everywhere.

Kahn turned the steel fork, trying to use the fork to crush Damons's chainsaw sword, but found that the chainsaw sword was extremely strong, and his energy fork seemed to be unable to hold on.

Holding the steel fork tightly, Kahn quickly injected more strength into the steel fork, which stopped the fork head from collapsing. Kahn knew that he had lost the initiative and Damons' killer move was about to come.

Sure enough, Damons opened his mouth and shouted, "Lightning!" As soon as he finished speaking, countless electric currents surged out of Damons' body and headed straight for Kahn.

Kahn had been on high alert for a long time. Seeing this, he made a prompt decision, retracted his energy, and the fork head disappeared instantly. After being freed from the restraint, Kahn held the steel fork in one hand and stepped back with his toes touching the ground.

Kahn retreated too quickly, causing Damons' lightning to miss the target and only shatter the roof of someone's house, splashing up pieces of rubble.

"Is this your new power?" Kahn waved the steel fork, and the crimson fork head appeared again.

"It's normal for you to be shocked when you see such great power." Damons looked quite proud.

"You haven't eaten in a long time, haven't you? If you can come here and die voluntarily, I might be able to leave you with an intact body."

Kahn said nothing more, the steel fork pointed at Damons said it all.

"What a pity! It's rare for me to be so kind." Damons retracted the chainsaw sword, purple light flashed in his eyes again, and his feet slowly left the ground.

Damons thought that Kahn was going to fight him to the death, but in fact, Kahn was just stalling for time. Just as Damons said, it had indeed been a long time since Kahn last ate.

Unlike other tribesmen, Kahn hunts only to fill his stomach and never kills indiscriminately, so he rarely has a full meal and usually waits until he is hungry before going hunting.

In addition, the battle with Peter and the others just now had consumed a lot of energy. Kahn was now exhausted. There was no possibility of winning in a life-and-death battle with Damons.

Kahn naturally understood, so he planned to delay time. Kahn just noticed that Peter was doing something secretly. He knew without thinking that he was calling for reinforcements.

Calculating the time, five or six minutes have passed since Peter's little action, and it's time for the reinforcements to arrive.

Sure enough, with a roar, four or five Quinjet fighters appeared from the clouds, slowly landed, and surrounded the two brothers.

Another transport plane landed next to Peter and his team.

"Put down your weapons! Raise your hands and surrender!"

A shrill broadcast sounded, and all the Quinjets drew their weapons and aimed them at the two brothers.

The door of the transport plane opened and Nick Fury walked out first, followed by a team of medical staff. Under the cover of the agents, they gathered all five people together.

"Thank God you are finally here!" Peter breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had found his backbone.

"How are their injuries?" Fury ignored Peter and instead asked the medical staff about the injuries of several people.

"Fortunately, the injuries are not serious." The medical staff replied after a simple examination.

"The most serious injuries to Iron Fist are just a few broken bones. With proper care, they can recover quickly on their own."

Everyone here is a superhuman, with abilities to withstand blows and recover far beyond those of ordinary people. These injuries are only minor to them, and they can recover most of the time in a week, and they will be able to move freely in about half a month.

Fury nodded, then turned his attention to the few people.

(End of this chapter)