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"Is it you who made my brother hunt us down!?" Kahn roared at Yang Le, full of anger, not caring about Yang Le's long introduction earlier, and even less caring that Yang Le, if what he said was true, could kill him with a flick of his finger.

"I like your personality." Yang Le didn't care about Kahn's offense at all. People like Kahn, who are not afraid of the strong, are his most perfect candidates for agents.

Unlike Daimos, when Yang Le killed his sister in front of him, he directly knelt down without hesitation, which made Yang Le look down on Daimos.

With this lesson learned, Yang Le couldn't help but feel that if he encountered other strong people, would Daimos kneel down again? Putting everything else aside, that would be too embarrassing.

How would Yang Le be able to hang out with Setorac and Mephisto, or other dimensional demon gods in the future!

Oh, they don't know him yet, but there will always be opportunities to meet, so Yang Le wants to nip the problem in the bud.

People like Daimos can only be used as pawns and cannot be used for a long time. Who knows what trouble he will cause.

You know, bosses don't necessarily hate employees who have no ability, but no boss likes employees who cause trouble, and Yang Le is no exception.

"I like your personality," Yang Le emphasized again. "But you've wronged me on this matter."

"What do you mean?" Kahn asked.

"I just gave him strength and told him that if he wanted more power, he should bring me something that interests me." A purple light flashed in Yang Le's eyes, and a huge glass jar appeared in the air. Inside the jar was not something else, but the souls of the Inheritors family.

Solus, Morlun, Jennix, Brix, and Bora, the souls of everyone except the Daimos brothers were there.

As for why Brix and Bora's souls were here, it was because they died while hunting other Spider-Men. When they returned to Earth-001, Yang Le accidentally discovered them and, thinking they might be useful, conveniently collected them.

"Daimos is a scumbag, but I didn't expect him to be so bastardly." Yang Le widened one eye, looking very surprised.

"I didn't expect that for power, he could swing the butcher knife at his own family without any hesitation. Seriously, his soul must be very sought-after. Luckily, I made the first move."

Kahn was silent. In his mind, Daimos was capable of doing this.

"See, the problem isn't with me," Yang Le said slowly.

"I'm like a merchant who sold your brother a knife. What he does in the end is up to your brother. You can't blame everything on the merchant, can you?"

Kahn's clenched fist loosened weakly. He had been convinced by Yang Le, but he still felt angry. Kahn wanted to vent, but he couldn't find a vent. He even felt like he was going crazy.

Yang Le felt a little sorry for Kahn. Good guy, his mother was killed, he was ostracized by the whole family, and his brother killed the whole family and now wants to kill him. Good guy, you're more awesome than Batman.

This configuration is at least a Batman from the Dark Multiverse.

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

"Wouldn't it be better for you to sit back and enjoy the benefits after Daimos kills me? Why bother to come and find me."

"No, no, no." Yang Le shook his head. "It's not that I found you, but you found me."

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

"I am a dimensional demon god," Yang Le reminded. "You don't think you're worth me deigning to find you, do you?"

Although Yang Le did come to him on his own initiative, Kahn didn't know that. The identity of a dimensional demon god was indeed intimidating, and it actually intimidated Kahn.

"Then why am I here?" Kahn was even more confused.

"Why don't you ask yourself," Yang Le said in a bewitching tone. "You wanted to see me. As for why you wanted to see me, think about it carefully."

Kahn wasn't a fool. If it were normal, Yang Le probably wouldn't be able to deceive him, but today's experience had really exhausted him. Now he was extremely fragile and suspicious, and gradually fell into Yang Le's trap.

'Why did I come here?' Kahn thought. He racked his brains and could only think of one possibility, and that was Daimos.

Daimos killed all his family, and now he wants to kill himself, just for a little ridiculous power. He feels angry and sad about this.

'That's right!' Kahn nodded. He felt that he had grasped the key to the problem. He was angry at Daimos's actions and sad for his pitiful family affection.

Kahn wants to kill Daimos and put an end to all this, to the ridiculous things that have happened in the past hundred years. The Inheritors family? Go eat shit!

"I need power!" Kahn roared. He was like a wild beast that had bitten its prey, unable to let go at all costs.

"I want the power to end all this!"

"See, you know very well." Yang Le said with a smile, and then his tone changed. "What should you call me now?"

"Great Supreme Sky!" Kahn opened his arms. "Please grant me the power to end all these ridiculous things!"

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"Of course I will."

As soon as Yang Le finished speaking, a piece of parchment and a quill pen emitting purple light appeared in front of Kahn, just like the one Daimos signed before, even the content was the same.

But Kahn didn't even look at it. With a wave of his hand, he directly signed his name.

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

Kahn only felt a burst of pain, and then he fainted.

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

But Kahn knew that everything that had just happened was not a dream, because the hunger that was like a maggot gnawing on his bones, but was also the source of his power, had disappeared. This was the best proof.

Kahn wouldn't think that S.H.I.E.L.D. had solved it for him. They didn't have the ability to deal with the negative effects of the totem power.

Kahn closed his eyes and felt the new power in his body. Tian energy immediately surged through his limbs.

"Uh～"

It was so comfortable that Kahn couldn't help but cry out. This 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 had injected into him, preparing for Daimos's next attack.

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