The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics.

Chapter 215 The Second Agent

"You are the one who asked my brother to hunt us!?" Kahn was furious and roared at Yang Le. He didn't care about Yang Le's previous long introduction at all, and he didn't care about the fact that if what Yang Le said was true, he could kill him with just a flick of his finger.

"I like your personality." Yang Le didn't care about Kahn's offense at all. Someone like Kahn who was not afraid of the strong was his perfect agent.

Unlike Damons, when Yang Le killed his sister in front of him, he slid down to his knees without any hesitation, which made Yang Le look down on Damons.

With this previous experience, Yang Le couldn't help but wonder if Damons would fall to his knees again if he met another strong man. Putting aside other things, it would be too embarrassing.

How will Yang Le survive in front of Cytorak, Mephisto, or other dimensional demons in the future?
Oh, they don’t know me yet, but there will always be a chance for them to get to know each other, so Yang Le wants to nip the problem in the bud.

People like Damons can only be used as pawns for a while, not for a long time. Who knows if he will cause any trouble.

You know, a boss may not necessarily hate incompetent employees, but no boss will like employees who cause trouble, and Yang Le is no exception.

"I like your personality," Yang Le emphasized again. "But you're wrong about this."

"What do you mean?" Kahn asked.

"I just gave him power and told him that if he wanted more power, he should bring me something that interested me." A purple light flashed in Yang Le's eyes, and a huge glass jar appeared in the air. The jar contained nothing but the souls of the heir families.

Soros, Morun, Reina, Brix and Bora, the souls of everyone except the Damons brothers are there.

As for why Bricks and Bora's souls are here, it's because they died while hunting other Spider-Men. When they returned to the 001 universe, they were accidentally discovered by Yang Le, who thought they might be useful and put them away.

"Damons is a scumbag, but I didn't expect him to be such a jerk." Yang Le widened one eye, looking very surprised.

"I didn't expect that for power, he would wield the butcher knife against his own family without hesitation. Honestly, his soul must be very sought after. Fortunately, I acted first."

Kahn remained silent. In his opinion, Damons was capable of doing this.

"See, the problem is not with me." Yang Le said slowly.

"I'm like a businessman who sold a knife to your brother. In the end, your brother still decides what to do with it. Can you still blame everything on the businessman?"

Kahn's clenched fists were unable to loosen. He had been persuaded by Yang Le, but he still felt angry. Kahn wanted to vent his anger, but he couldn't find a way to vent. He even felt like he was going crazy.

Yang Le felt a little sorry for Kahn. He killed his mother and was ostracized by the whole family. His brother also killed his entire family. Now he wants to kill him. He said, "You are more powerful than Batman."

With this configuration, he is at least Batman in the dark multiverse.

"Then why did you look for me?" Kahn took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down, but his trembling voice still betrayed him.

"Why don't you just wait until Damons kills me and then sit back and reap the benefits? Why bother coming to me?"

"No, no, no." Yang Le shook his head. "It wasn't me who found you, it was you who found me."

"What do you mean?" Kahn asked in confusion.

"I am a dimensional demon god," Yang Le reminded him. "You don't think you are worthy of my condescending to come to you, do you?"

Although Yang Le had indeed come to him on his own, Kahn had no idea. The identity of the Latitude Demon God was indeed intimidating, and he had actually frightened Kahn. "Then why am I here?" Kahn was even more confused.

"You might as well ask yourself," Yang Le said in a persuasive tone. "You want to see me, but as for why you want to see me, think about it carefully."

Kahn is not a stupid person. If it were in the past, Yang Le would probably not be able to deceive him, but today's experience really made him exhausted. Now he is extremely fragile and suspicious, and gradually fell into Yang Le's trap.

'Why am I here?' Kahn thought, racking his brains he could only think of one possibility, and that was Damons.

Damons killed all his family members and now he wants to kill him just for a little ridiculous power. He feels angry and sad about it.

"That's right!" Kahn nodded. He felt he had grasped the crux of the matter. He was angry at what Damons had done and sad for his poor family.

Kahn wanted to kill Damons, to put an end to all this, to all the ridiculous things that had happened in the past hundred years. The heir family? Eat shit!

"I need strength!" Kahn growled. He was like a beast that had bitten its prey and would not let go even if he tried his best.

"I want the power to end this!"

"See, you're very clear about this." Yang Le said with a smile, then his tone changed. "What should you call me now?"

"Great Almighty!" Kahn opened his arms. "Please grant me the power to end all this ridiculousness!"

"Of course I will."

As soon as Yang Le finished speaking, a piece of parchment with a purple glow and a quill pen appeared in front of the card. It was the same as the one Damons had signed before, even the content was the same.

But Kahn didn't even look at it. He just waved his hand and signed his name.

As the name was signed, Kahn was about to speak when the parchment turned into a purple light and penetrated into Kahn's brain.

Kahn only felt a sharp pain and then fainted.

When Kahn woke up again, he was back in the S.H.I.E.L.D. containment room, and everything that had just happened seemed like a dream.

But Kahn knew that what had just happened was not a dream, because the hunger that was like a bone-eating maggot but the source of his strength had disappeared. This was the best proof.

Kahn doesn't think that SHIELD can solve the problem for him. They don't have the strength to deal with the negative effects brought by the totem power.

Kahn closed his eyes, feeling the new strength in his body, and the energy suddenly surged through his limbs.

"Uh~"

It was so comfortable that Kahn couldn't help but cry out. This kind of pure and gentle power was something he had never felt before. Even the wounds on his body began to heal gradually.

Kahn was overjoyed, absorbing the knowledge that Yang Le instilled in him and preparing for Daemons' next attack.

When they meet again, Kahn will personally chop off his brother's head and put an end to all this.

(End of this chapter)