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"Oh, it's starting! It's starting!"

Yang Le sat in his own dimension, with a purple light screen in front of him, playing an image of the close Damon and Kahn brothers.

"So, who will win in the end?" Yang Le grabbed a handful of popcorn from the side and put it in his mouth.

"Hurry up and bring it on, I can't wait."

Yang Le's words were like the bell in the ring. As soon as he finished speaking, Damon picked up the chainsword in his hand and rushed towards Kahn.

Kahn didn't choose to fight back immediately. Instead, he grabbed the diving helmet on his head. As his hand exerted force, he forcibly tore off the helmet that he had worn for a century, symbolizing humiliation and sin.

"Creak!"

Accompanied by a teeth-aching sound of metal tearing, Kahn's face finally saw the light of day after a century.

"Hiss... Huff..." Kahn took a deep breath. At this time, Damon had already arrived in front of him, but Kahn was not flustered at all.

With a sound of air being torn, two purple tentacles stretched out from Kahn's back. One tentacle blocked the slash, and the other lashed out at Damon's head.

Faced with the aggressive attack, Damon didn't have time to dodge, so he quickly burst out with Celestial Energy to force Kahn back.

Celestial Energy came like a tsunami. Helpless, Kahn could only retract his tentacles to block and retreat temporarily.

Damon released the chainsword in his hand, gathered energy with both hands, and threw it towards Kahn in the distance.

The energy ball composed of Celestial Energy attacked Kahn at an extremely fast speed. Kahn was not afraid at all, and two tentacles lashed out at the energy ball.

"Boom!"

With a loud noise, the energy ball exploded, and the tentacles condensed by Kahn with Celestial Energy also disintegrated.

The first confrontation between the two brothers was evenly matched, but this result was obviously unacceptable to Damon. After all, he had obtained Celestial Energy before Kahn, but he could only draw with Kahn, which undoubtedly made Damon feel more anxious.

Moreover, Damon knew that Yang Le could see his every move. If Yang Le saw his incompetent performance, would he be more disappointed in him? Would he directly take back his power?

Thinking of this, Damon finally lost his last shred of sanity. He would kill Kahn at all costs. No one could take away his power.

Damon took a deep breath and, relying on the mark on his soul, mobilized the power given to him by Yang Le. This time, he would use all his strength.

With Damon's mobilization, a huge amount of energy burst out from his body, and his body was completely covered by Celestial Energy, as if he was wearing a purple bodysuit.

"Bǐ dǎi!"

The reversed magic blurted out, Damon desperately wanted to kill his brother.

Kahn's pupils shrank, and he also mobilized the power given to him by Yang Le. His body was also covered by Celestial Energy, and purple streamers shuttled through his body. Kahn reached out and grabbed a steel fork made of Celestial Energy in his hand.

Unlike ordinary people, Kahn and Damon could see the flow of Celestial Energy. Relying on this, they could prevent the release of spells.

Magic is like a formula after all. Different compositions can achieve various results with this universal formula. What Kahn had to do was to erase the formula written by Damon.

Entering a mode similar to that of the Anno Star people, Kahn could perceive Celestial Energy more sensitively. Sure enough, as soon as he finished transforming, Kahn sensed a huge amount of energy attacking him.

Without hesitation, Kahn picked up the steel fork, gathered all his strength together, and chopped down on that energy.

"Bang!"

There was nothing in front of him, but Kahn's steel fork seemed to have really hit something, making a dull sound. But from Kahn's perspective, his steel fork was directly draped over a mass of energy that made his hair stand on end.

Kahn knew that it was the reversed magic released by Damon. If he allowed it to get close, only death awaited him.

"Drink!"

Damon was still watching covetously, and Kahn didn't dare to delay. He exerted his strength again, and the light of the steel fork in his hand became even brighter, and he actually split the magic in two.

"What!?" Damon was shocked. He never thought that magic could be cracked.

Kahn would not let go of this opportunity. In the blink of an eye, he had rushed to Damon's side and stabbed the steel fork in his hand straight into Damon's heart.

"Ugh, ah, ah, ah!"

Damon immediately cried out in pain, covered his heart, and wanted to stop the blood from flowing out, but unfortunately it was useless. The blood spurted out like a geyser, covering Kahn's whole body.

Kahn urged his divine power again, held the steel fork with both hands, and pressed Damon to the ground, preventing him from struggling.

"Spare... spare me..." Damon stretched his right hand to Kahn, begging.

"Spare... me, bro... ther."

But facing his begging brother, Kahn only slowly uttered two words.

"FK!"

"No!" Seeing that begging was useless, Damon could only struggle, but he was too weak from blood loss to pose a threat.

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Kahn pulled out the steel fork, and blood spurted out again. Damon desperately wanted to cover the outflowing blood, but Kahn waved his hand and directly chopped off Damon's head.

As the head rolled down, Damon finally lost his voice.

"It's over~" Kahn waved away the energy in his hand, turned back into a normal person, and slumped weakly on the ground.

Even though everything was over, Kahn didn't feel any joy, hatred, or even pleasure. All he felt was emptiness, and his heart became empty.

Yang Le clapped his hands, shook off the crumbs in his hands. From then on, all the inheritor families except Kahn were dead, and the inheritor incident ended.

"Hmm!" Yang Le stretched.

"Although I didn't do anything, it was really hard for me. That's right! I have to tell Gwen that I'm safe."

Opening the portal, Yang Le was about to leave when he received a call from Kahn.

"Great Supreme Heaven, please listen to my request."

Scratching his head, Yang Le sighed helplessly. Responding to his subordinates was something a boss should do.

"What is it? Kahn."

"Great Supreme Heaven, you must already know that I have won the battle with my brother," Kahn said.

"Of course," Yang Le replied. "What? Do you want to ask me for a reward?"

"No! I wouldn't dare!" Kahn shook his head. He continued.

"I just want to ask you a question."

"Oh? What question?" Hearing Kahn's words, Yang Le really became interested. He really wanted to hear what Kahn could ask.

"I want to know, who exactly spread the prophecy that Spider-Man would destroy the inheritors," Kahn clenched his fists.

"I want to kill him, kill that clown who fakes things!"