The Savior of American Comics? I'm the Subspace Evil God!

Chapters 378, 672, and 673: Street Rescue
The symbiote, like a surging black tide, carried an evil aura and instantly enveloped Misty Knight's entire body, gradually forming a strange and terrifying spiral-shaped red rune on her face.

"Damn it, it's a [symbiote]?!" Sheriff Frank Cassel exclaimed in horror.

He had personally witnessed Anti-Venom and Adrian Tooms, who was possessed by the Symbiote, so he was no stranger to the Symbiote.

Before he could react, Misty Knight, who was controlled by the Loyalist Symbiote, threw a punch like a cannonball, right in front of Inspector Frank Cassel's astonished eyes, and it landed squarely on his face.

The immense impact caused Sheriff Frank Cassel's head to tilt to the side, his eyes to roll back, and he was instantly knocked unconscious.

"boom--"

The car went out of control, spinning wildly on the highway like a runaway horse.

The car shook violently and finally crashed heavily into the roadside median with a loud bang. The front of the car deformed instantly, and plumes of smoke rose from the engine area.

"boom--"

Misty Knight kicked the right-side car door hard, sending it flying far away like a kite with a broken string.

Protected by the [symbiote], the collision just now did not cause her any harm at all.

Then, she walked to the other side of the car, reached out and grabbed the twisted and deformed car door, and with a sudden force, ripped the door off and threw it aside.

Then he bent down and pulled the unconscious Sheriff Frank Cassel out of the driver's seat, easily hoisting him onto his shoulder as if he were carrying an insignificant object.

"Shhh-"

Then, like an agile wild beast, she rushed towards Paterson City.

Her figure flashed through the darkness at lightning speed, disappearing into the pitch-black night in the blink of an eye, leaving only the mangled car burning silently on the quiet highway.

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Night falls, but the streets of New York are deserted, the city shrouded in endless darkness, exuding a repressive and eerie tranquility.

Numerous police cars, their lights flashing, patrolled slowly along the city's main thoroughfares.

A full week has passed since the mass disappearance of nearly 5,000 inmates at Ravencraft Prison, but the police investigation remains utterly fruitless, like groping in the dark without finding a single clue.

The general public was gripped by fear after this heinous incident, with whispers circulating in the streets and alleys, and fear spreading like a virus among the people.

But misfortunes never come singly. In recent days, every night, some horrific and vicious attacks have occurred in the streets and alleys of New York.

Initially, the victims were homeless people, as well as prostitutes, drug addicts, and even gang members who frequented the streets at night. However, the deaths of these social outcasts did not attract much attention from the police or others.

On the contrary, people will feel secretly pleased because there are fewer garbage people on the streets and alleys, and hope that more urban scourges can be removed.

However, their laughter soon faded.

As more and more civilians returning home late were attacked, the number of them was increasing exponentially.

Fear, like a shadow, began to spread rampantly through the city. Citizens dared not go out at night, and the streets were deserted, losing their former liveliness and vitality, leaving only a deathly silence.

To date, at least a hundred civilians have been killed, all in extremely gruesome manners, with their heads missing and their spines also vanishing without a trace.

An unprecedented and immense panic quickly swept through the entire city, plunging people into endless fear like a storm.

Even the city hall had to speak out publicly, urging citizens to stay home as much as possible at night and to lock their doors and windows before going to bed.

At the same time, the mayor specifically ordered the police to find the real culprit who caused this series of vicious attacks as quickly as possible and bring him to justice, so as to give the citizens an explanation.

Because the civilians died in the same way as the prison guards at Ravencraft Prison, the police quickly focused their investigation on Adrian Tooms, the "Vulture."

However, despite using various methods and searching everywhere, they still could not find the other party's whereabouts. Adrian Tooms seemed to have vanished into thin air, disappearing without a trace.

Meanwhile, on a street in Hell's Kitchen.

With a muffled thud, a private car that was driving normally on a dark street was suddenly stopped by a huge humanoid creature that suddenly sprang out of the sewer.

It was clearly a symbiote warrior possessed by the [Loyalist Symbiote], and on his face was a very conspicuous spiral pattern, like a demon's mark.

Before the people inside the car could react, the symbiote warrior had already torn open the car door with its sharp claws, the sound of metal tearing apart was extremely piercing.

Then, amidst the horrified gaze of the middle-aged man driving the vehicle, and the screams of a middle-aged woman and two children in the back seat, the symbiote warrior opened its gaping maw filled with sharp teeth and bit off the middle-aged man's head in one gulp. Blood gushed out like a fountain, and then it chewed it with great relish, as if enjoying a delicious feast.

At the same time, he didn't forget to reach out and pull the spine from the headless corpse of the middle-aged man, then happily put it into his mouth and chewed it, the sound of which sent chills down one's spine.

"Run! Children, run!"

The middle-aged woman sitting in the back seat of the car had regained her senses. Although she was filled with fear, and her legs were trembling so badly that she could not stand up because she had witnessed her husband’s head being eaten by the monster right in front of her.

But at this moment, her maternal instincts overcame all fear and helplessness, because she wanted to protect her two children.

Just as the symbiotic monster in front of her was eating her husband's head, she suppressed her fear, quickly opened the car door with trembling hands, grabbed her two screaming children, and fled towards the distant street where faint lights were visible.

She staggered, her body swaying precariously, but she had only one thought in her mind: to protect her child.

"Run! Keep running! Don't stop! And don't look back!" the woman shouted as she dragged her two children forward, her voice sharp and trembling with fear.

However, accompanied by a beast-like roar, the symbiote warrior behind them caught up with the mother and her two children in just a few breaths, moving at an even faster speed. "Mom, I'm scared!"

"Mommy, I want Daddy..."

The two children, both under six years old, beside the woman were trembling with fear. They clung tightly to their mother's legs with their little hands, unable to even stand, let alone continue running away. Tears streamed down their tender faces.

"I know, my darlings, I'm scared too... but Mommy will protect you."

As the symbiotic monster closed in, the woman looked around helplessly. The dark street was deserted, so even if she screamed at the top of her lungs, no one would come to save them.

despair!

Powerless!

helpless……

Knowing she couldn't escape her fate, the woman gave up her futile struggle. Filled with grief and helplessness, she embraced her two children, pulling their tear-streaked, fear-covered faces into her arms. She temporarily shielded the monster behind her with her chest and softly comforted them:
"Babies, close your eyes, no matter what, don't open them... don't look!"

"We'll be able to see Dad soon..." Her voice was choked with emotion, filled with helplessness and despair.

"Roar!!"

The hungry symbiote warrior opposite let out a ferocious roar, a sound like a raging cry from hell. Then it opened its blood-red maw and bit at the woman's head. It rarely came out of the sewers, so it was determined to have a good meal today.

However, just as the woman felt she and her child were doomed, a sudden voice rang out from behind, "Excuse me... ma'am, would you mind if I joined the party?"

The voice carried a hint of mockery, yet it was full of power.

At the same time, the symbiote warrior that had already pounced on the woman suddenly stopped moving. Then, its massive, mountain-like body was forcibly dragged back by an unparalleled force.

"No, you bad dog, you can't touch them!!"

Peter the Lizard used his thick, massive tail to fling the symbiote warrior backward, then said to the still-shaken woman in front of him:

"Madam, please take your children and leave here as soon as possible. Remember, it's best not to go out at night for the next few days."

"Thank you... thank you, Lizard Man, thank you for saving my child..."

Although the person in front of her was also a terrifying-looking monster, the woman had previously seen news about him in the Daily Bugle, and knew that he was Lizard Man, who teamed up with Spider-Woman and later joined the New Seven.

Overjoyed, he thanked them profusely, tears streaming down his face. He grabbed his two still-shaken children and ran off into the distance, his steps frantic but his will to survive rekindled.

"Phew... thank goodness I arrived in time!"

Watching the mother and her two daughters disappear into the distance, Peter the Lizard breathed a long sigh of relief, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.

His presence here is no coincidence.

Instead, he has been closely monitoring the development of this matter recently.

The reason is simple... because he knows that Gwen seems to be very concerned about this matter lately, and is also depressed because she has not been able to catch Adrian Tooms for a long time.

So, as a proper simp... ahem, a devoted friend, Peter Parker naturally had to do his best to help his goddess solve the problem as soon as possible and bring Adrian Tooms to justice!
From that moment on, Peter Parker would transform into the Lizard every night, traversing the streets of New York City in search of any clues that might be related to Adrian Tooms.

Just a few minutes ago, when he arrived at Hell's Kitchen, he suddenly heard a terrified scream from afar, and then the sound fell silent.

However, Peter the Lizard still managed to locate the crime scene thanks to his powerful hearing system, successfully preventing a tragedy from occurring.

"Now, it's our turn to have a good talk..."

Peter the Lizard looked at the symbiote warrior who had gotten up again and was now baring its teeth and charging towards him, and without hesitation, he threw a punch.

"boom--"

The powerful frontal strike sent the symbiote warrior's upper body, which was covered by the symbiote, flying backward, revealing the true face of the possessed prisoner below, and the orange prison uniform still worn on his upper body.

However, the other person's face was blank and lifeless, like a walking corpse, and he kept repeating the same sentence, "[The gods are coming!]!"

The voice was hollow and mechanical, as if it were being controlled by some evil force.

"Hey, you escaped from Ravencraft Prison, right?"

"Do you know the whereabouts of Adrian Tooms... and what exactly happened at Ravencraft Prison that day?"

As Peter the Lizard spoke, he cautiously observed the other's reaction.

But just as he was trying to 'wake up' the other party, the part of the symbiote that had just been knocked away was pulled back by the long, but not completely torn, wispy, flowing tentacles.

The symbiote warrior, now 'alive' again, lunged at the lizard Peter, as if to tear him to shreds.

"What's going on? This guy seems a bit off..."

As Peter the Lizard fought, he pondered the scene he had just witnessed, his mind filled with doubt. "Could it be that this prisoner wasn't the one in control, but rather the one being manipulated?"

Logically speaking, under normal circumstances, after the symbiote attaches to a human, the human should be the dominant one.
But just as he blasted the upper half of the symbiote out of the cloud, the prisoner who was 'inside' seemed to have his brain 'crash' on the spot, standing there blankly until the part of the symbiote that had been blasted away covered his body again before he returned to normal.

This is clearly very different from what Peter the lizard had previously learned about the habits of symbiotes!
What on earth is going on?!

(End of this chapter)