“Aaaaah…!!!”
Peter Parker's figure gradually swelled to more than three meters tall. Feeling the violent power filling his entire body, he couldn't help but let out a beast-like roar.
Σ(⊙▽⊙"a???
“I… How did I turn into a big lizard?”
Peter Parker looked at the behemoth reflected in the glass and was immediately frightened, covering his eyes.
“Insignificant Parker…”
“Useless Parker…”
“Pitiful Parker…”
But soon, the mocking words echoing in his mind made the weak-willed young man regain his courage.
And when he reopened his eyes, the reflection on the glass had returned to human form.
“Great, I’ve finally become as strong and special as Gwen!!”
Peter Parker was overjoyed. He had actually gained the ability to transform into a Lizardman at will.
Although it looked a bit ugly, he would be willing to turn into a big spider as long as he could deal with the bullies who had humiliated him.
Feeling the surging power filling his entire body, Peter Parker couldn't help but throw a few punches into the air, shouting confidently:
“From now on, I will make those who have bullied me understand who the real wimp is!”
Then, he quickly rushed downstairs, hopped on his second-hand bicycle, and pedaled furiously towards Hell's Kitchen.
And on his forehead, the mark symbolizing Khorne's blessing was emitting a heart-stopping, blood-red light.
“Hmph, no one can steal this month’s sales champion from me!!”
Khorne was eager to see what kind of edge this potential stock, whom he had been watching for a long time, could unleash on the battlefield.
And how much KPI he could complete for him?
…
At the same time.
A remote farm outside New York City.
A middle-aged man in a leather jacket, after hearing John Jameson's words, looked at the live broadcast on TV, his heart struggling.
Finally, he stood up and walked to an old warehouse in the yard.
And from under a dust-covered tarp, he pushed out the Harley motorcycle he had abandoned for many years.
“Old friend, now a brave girl needs help. It seems it's time for us to show up and burn that scum from hell to ashes!!”
…
New York - A nursing home.
Steve Rogers sat in front of the hospital bed with his former lover, Peggy Carter, now ninety years old. After seeing the news on TV, the expressions on their faces became tense.
“It looks like no matter what era, this world can't be quiet. There are always people who want to make a big commotion.”
Steve Rogers slowly stood up and said firmly:
“Peggy, I'm sorry, it looks like I'm going to break my promise again… That child needs help, and I can't stand by and watch the tragedy happen.”
On the hospital bed, Peggy Carter, with her head full of silver hair and a slightly pale face, smiled as if she had expected him to make such a choice:
“Go, Steve, this is the real you… From the day I met you, you have always been doing the right thing. I guess that's why people trust you unconditionally!”
“Is that so?”
Steve Rogers rarely showed a trace of hesitation on his face and said uncertainly:
“But the longer I live in this era, the more I don't understand what is right…”
“Before, in our era, I could wholeheartedly devote myself to battle, carry out orders, serve the country, and fight for justice…”
“But now, everything seems to have changed… People's criteria for judging 'fairness and justice' have become so utilitarian and selfish that they have even been reduced to a fig leaf for some people to cover up their true intentions.”
Obviously, the someone he was talking about was Nick Fury.
The battle with the Blood God Cult not long ago had a great impact on Steve Rogers' worldview.
He couldn't have imagined that Nick Fury, as the supreme commander, would be so shameless.
Although benevolence does not command soldiers, even in the old days, unscrupulous things happened from time to time to achieve goals.
But the vile act of secretly sending people to deduct and lower the pensions of fallen agents afterward was a bit too degrading, right?
Such a despicable act naturally aroused Steve Rogers' disgust.
Σ(⊙▽⊙"a???
Peggy Carter heard this, and a look of surprise flashed in her eyes. She immediately guessed that the other party's troubles must be related to .
Although it is not yet clear what happened that would shake Captain America's beliefs.
But in any case, this is obviously not a good sign.
Even if they have been retired for many years, even if the two were once lovers and still retain extremely sincere feelings.
But as one of the founders of ., Peggy Carter must do her best to appease Captain America's emotions so that this trump card does not escape .'s control.
Then she slowly grabbed Steve Rogers' big hand and said with a face full of self-reproach:
“You still like to exaggerate as always…”
“Steve, I know it's difficult to get you to adapt to this era all at once. You will have all kinds of confusion in your heart.
But this world has changed, and even if we resist it, we can't go back, so we can only try our best to do our best.”
“Perhaps for you now, the best choice is to start over, abandon the old concepts of the past, and welcome a new life…”
“These are all you deserve… Everyone should thank you, because you saved the world at that time, but now we have made a mess of it again.”
At the end of her speech, she pretended to cough violently.
When Steve Rogers saw this, he quickly and nervously took the water glass, helped her drink it, and said with a look of unbearable:
“Peggy, you're right, maybe my ideas are too old… No matter what era, I'm just a soldier who takes orders.”
“But the reason why I chose to stay in the first place was at least half because I heard that you participated in the establishment of .”
“So, don't worry, no matter what, I will never let your efforts be in vain.”
Having received the guarantee, Peggy Carter was slightly relieved.
At this time, Steve Rogers gently patted her wrinkled, dry palm and said goodbye reluctantly, “I have to go now, otherwise it will be too late.”
Peggy Carter said affectionately: “Be careful, don't forget… you still owe me a dance!!”
But after sending Captain America away, she restrained the smile on her face and called the nursing staff to help her dial her niece Sharon Carter's phone.
The other party is an agent of .
After briefly explaining what had just happened, she finally did not forget to tell her:
“Tell Nick Fury that the Captain is a symbol of the American spirit and is crucial to boosting morale… cough cough cough… Also, Sharon, this may be an important opportunity for you to move from obscurity to the forefront!!”
…
.
“Sir, we have just received a message from Agent Carter that the Captain has left the nursing home and is currently on his way to Hell's Kitchen.”
Maria Hill walked into the director's office and tentatively asked, “The battle between the Hand and Spider-Woman is intensifying. Should we notify other Avengers to mobilize?”
When Nick Fury heard that Captain America was acting without prior consultation again, he felt extremely angry.
Has this old antique forgotten who saved him from the ice?
First, he disobeyed orders on the battlefield, and now he doesn't even report his actions. Does he still take me, the director, seriously?
So he refused without even thinking, “Mobilize my ass. Didn't you see that even the Ebony Maw, one of the Super Seven, was killed?”
“Immediately let Agent Carter stop the Captain… Tell her that no matter what method she uses, she must bring the Captain back to me.”
Since experiencing the last Blood God Cult debacle, Nick Fury has become extremely cautious about such large-scale operations.
Now that the finances have been greatly reduced, . cannot afford such losses!
What's more, he now wants to take advantage of this godsend opportunity to give the upper echelons of the Security Council a good beating.
Let these guys who are occupying positions and not working take a good look.
Without .'s intervention, how much damage and negative impact can a mere third-rate Hand cause to New York?
So… you blind bastards, don't hurry up and give me additional funding?!!
“Yes, sir!!”
Maria Hill responded and left.
…
The scene returns to the battlefield where Gwen is.
Gwen forcefully lifted the police car pressing on her calf, then somersaulted and jumped up, dodging Sowande's second charge with clumsy movements.
Although Gwen doesn't feel any pain right now.
But without a doubt, the continuous high-intensity battles in recent times have placed a great burden on her body and mind.
But now she can't help herself and has no time to think so much.
Bang—
Gwen kicked a ninja who leaped in front of her with a knife, sending him flying and hitting the black mist ghost claws released by Madame Gao.
The ninja immediately let out a shrill wail, and then the vitality in his body was sucked dry at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into a wisp of fly ash.
But Gwen didn't have time to watch the other party's tragic state at all.
Because the blade that could be freely extended and retracted in Bakuto's hand, and the throwing knives released by Murakami, had already shot from the left and right sides at the same time.
Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, Gwen had to fall to the ground, then rolled quickly to the side in a very embarrassing manner, and after dodging the sneak attack, she immediately moved to a more open position.
“Hehe, little bug, let's see where you escape this time?”
Sowande seemed to have predicted Gwen's intention in advance and blocked her path again.
But before he could start charging, Gwen shot several blood-red spider webs from her wrist one after another, accurately wrapping Sowande's entire face.
“Do you really think I'm easy to bully?”
Gwen raised her hand and shot another spider silk, sticking to Sowande's head, and then used brute force to spin the other party's hill-like burly figure like a windmill.
After knocking away all the Hand ninjas who were constantly surrounding her, she found the right time and threw him towards the direction where the Beast was.
“Hmph, is this all you've got?”
The Beast raised his hand and easily blocked Sowande, who was shooting towards him like a cannonball, and then looked at Gwen with a playful face:
“Let me guess, why haven't you used the power of demon assimilation until now?”
“Can't your body bear that power?”
“Or… is the demon who gave you the power afraid of me and doesn't dare to come out?”
“Don't insult the Blood God!!” Gwen was furious when she heard this, and began to rush towards the Beast like a mad female leopard.
However, before she could take a few steps, she was jointly blocked by Madame Gao, Bakuto, and Murakami, and a melee broke out.
But there is one point that the Beast is actually right about.
That is, the reason why Gwen has been slow to use the original power of the Demon Princess to summon eight Hell Spider Spears is not because she feels that the time has not come and deliberately preserves her strength.
But for some reason she doesn't yet know, that power seems to have fallen into silence, and even if she keeps calling in her heart, there is still no response.
“Could it be that the Blood God is on vacation and not working today?”
“No, there must be a reason why the Blood God doesn't respond to my call, it's just that I haven't thought of it yet.”
In order to prove the loyalty of her faith.
This stubborn girl had no intention of giving up at all.
Instead, she continued to fight with gritted teeth, while continuing to call Khorne in her heart.
But reality is destined to be extremely cruel.
Without transforming into the Demon Princess, facing the repeated attacks of four Fingers who have been strengthened by the Beast, as well as the Hand ninjas who occasionally sneak attacks from the periphery.
Even with the warning of Spider-Sense, Gwen was quickly unable to resist.
If things continue like this, I'm afraid she will be exhausted to death before she can walk to the Beast.
“Gw… Spider-Woman, hold on, we're here to support you.”
Fortunately, at this time, a National Guard team, led by Sheriff Frank Castle, arrived in time to help Gwen with covering fire and clear the Hand ninjas who were trying to sneak attack from the periphery.
Immediately reduced a lot of pressure for her.
But the good times did not last long.
The Hand ninjas quickly drove a large number of contaminated civilians and police officers, acting as human shields, and rushed towards the direction of the National Guard.
So… the tragedy was repeated again.
The newly established defense line was breached in short order.
The guards were either ambushed and killed by ninjas hidden within the crowd, or contaminated during the struggle, becoming part of the chaos.
Just as the situation on the scene was about to become desperate, the roar of an engine suddenly came from afar...
Immediately afterward, everyone saw a skeleton clad in leather, his head wreathed in roaring flames, a chain slung across his shoulder, riding a dazzling flame-covered motorcycle.
He rode straight down from the top of a hundred-meter-tall building!!
