Lucas was not worried about the battle in New York.
If it were Cul in his prime, then Thor, Tony, Loki, and Wanda would have a hard time dealing with him.
But this was not Cul in his prime, it was the Cul in a weakened state.
The fear energy, which perfectly suited Cul and could restore his power, was swept away by Lucas the moment he descended.
Therefore, after Lucas left an Images of Ikonn clone to briefly monitor the situation in New York, his true body left to have a chat with the Watcher.
On the moon, in a castle within a blue area.
Golden sparks appeared, a portal opened, and Lucas stepped out of it.
Looking at the Watcher standing silently before him, staring intently at the battle in New York from an infinite distance, Lucas teased, "What should I call you? Stalker, or Peeping Tom?"
"I am the Watcher."
The Watcher's voice was flat, and he still did not avert his gaze.
Lucas's voice turned cold. "Oh, you are a peeping tom. I hate people who have no sense of boundaries the most."
In his opinion, this Watcher in front of him was being ungrateful.
The so-called observation was essentially no different from peeping, both involved prying into others' secrets without their consent.
It was just that in the past, these Watchers had not been discovered, and after being discovered, they relied on their power and were not afraid of anyone causing trouble. That's why they had always been high and mighty, calling themselves Watchers.
But Lucas was not going to humor this Watcher.
A flash of silver light erupted, and Lucas blasted him in the face with divine power.
The Watcher was caught off guard and immediately sent flying, plowing a deep gully on the lunar surface.
"What are you doing?!" The Watcher got up, glaring at Lucas.
"I'm teaching you how to respect people, Watcher. You'd best rein in your condescending attitude, or I don't mind killing you." Lucas was completely unfazed by the Watcher's anger.
"I have no ill will. I just want to be a spectator, silently recording the major events happening in this Universe."
Facing Lucas's harsh retort, the Watcher seemed a little wronged.
Was he going to be beaten even though he was just watching the show?
Lucas's answer was, yes!
"Who gave you the right to spy on me?!"
Lucas's divine power erupted, and his powerful aura caused the moon's magnetic field to become chaotic, distorting the surrounding space-time.
The Watcher's castle was reduced to dust under the pressure of Lucas's aura.
The Watcher couldn't help but retreat repeatedly under the pressure of Lucas's aura.
"No. No. I didn't mean to spy on you." The Watcher stammered, quickly denying it.
Lucas's power far exceeded his expectations, he could easily kill him now.
In his impression, although Lucas was very strong a few months ago, he was far from being able to pose a life-threatening danger to him.
"Wrong answer."
Lucas's voice was cold, and he held out his palm, pointing it at the Watcher.
Terrifying divine power gathered in his palm, seemingly ready to gush out at any moment.
"In countless worlds, endless suffering, you merely watch with cold eyes. I thought you had grown indifferent to partings and reunions, joys and sorrows. It turns out you've only grown indifferent to others'."
"Watcher, look at yourself now, how pathetic you are when death is imminent."
Under Lucas's pressure, the Watcher trembled, cold sweat streaming down him.
At this moment, he felt a threat of death he hadn't felt in a long time—no, it was the first time.
Suddenly, an idea flashed in the Watcher's mind, and he quickly shouted, "I was wrong, I shouldn't have spied on you! I can compensate you!"
"Correct answer."
Lucas's voice softened, the divine power in his palm receded, and his aura was contained.
The moon's magnetic field and the surrounding space-time also returned to stability. It seemed as if everything before had been an illusion.
Only the castle that had vanished from its original spot could prove that everything that had just happened was real.
"Watcher, shall we discuss the compensation agreement?" Lucas said with a smile.
The Watcher fell silent.
He had been calling him Stalker and Peeping Tom just moments ago, but as soon as compensation was mentioned, he changed his tune.
"2 billion units of energy." The Watcher was straightforward, directly stating a number.
This was the amount of compensation Mephisto had paid back then.
"Good, straightforward. I agree." Lucas nodded, indicating his agreement.
With another wave of his hand, green light flickered.
Time flowed backward, and the Watcher's castle, which had been reduced to dust, was restored to its original state.
Seeing this, the Watcher's expression softened.
He swiped his hand, opening a dimensional portal. Endless energy surged out from the portal.
Lucas activated his talent, absorbing the surging energy, and then looked through the portal to the other side.
On the other side of the portal was a prism dimension. Each prism seemed to correspond to a Universe.
"I am not cold-hearted. It's just that we have sworn an oath not to interfere with the natural laws of things. I cannot interfere."
After the atmosphere eased, the Watcher slowly spoke, defending his actions.
"Ah, yes, yes." Lucas just nodded, not arguing.
The Watchers are a civilization. They swore an oath never to interfere in the events of the Universe, nor in the development process of any life or thing.
However, many of their members violated this oath.
It's just that Lucas hadn't yet caught this Watcher in front of him violating the oath, so there was naturally no need to argue with him.
It wouldn't be too late to mock him thoroughly once he caught him in the act.
After a long while, the energy channel closed.
Lucas's gaze once again became dangerous.
The Watcher gradually felt uneasy. "What do you want to do? I've already given you 2 billion units of energy as compensation."
"Twice."
Lucas held up two fingers. "You spied on me twice. I shouldn't need to remind you, Watcher."
One time was now, during the Cul invasion.
Another time was when Tony was attacked by Hank, and Lucas and Mephisto schemed against each other.
The Watcher's face alternated between green and white.
He had never seen such a shameless person.
However, when one is under another's roof, one must bow one's head.
The Watcher swiped his hand again, reopening the energy channel, and endless energy surged out once more.
Seeing this, Lucas once again activated his talent to absorb the energy.
Watching his points continuously rise, his eyebrows unconsciously curved upwards.
What a big spender.
2 billion units of energy, without any hesitation.
Such a big spender shouldn't be let go in vain.
It's just that forcing it wouldn't be too good. After all, Lucas considered his alignment to be Lawful Good.
As for why it wasn't Chaotic Good?
Of course, it was because others had to follow his rules.
Breaking his usual demeanor, Lucas suddenly spoke with a sigh, "Watcher, in the vast Multiverse, countless civilizations rise and fall. The vast majority of them perish completely without leaving a single trace in this Universe."
"It is their good fortune to have you to record the major events that once occurred in their civilizations. It's truly wonderful to have you in the Multiverse."