I'm working on Marvel's Spider-Man in American comics.

Chapter 192 Thunderbolt Battle (Questionable) Vulture

As a great superhero, the first thing you need to understand is that you are never fighting alone. The Avengers, the Defenders, the Fantastic Four, the X-Men—there have always been so many heroes fighting alongside you.

Against ordinary enemies, perhaps reinforcements could be provided simply through sheer numbers. But against symbiotes, there's no doubt that you absolutely must call upon Johnny the Human Torch. After all, he's incredibly hot; he can burn at 6000 degrees Celsius. Which symbiote could withstand such a blaze?
Seeing the vulture looking terrified in front of him, Human Torch laughed and shouted "Here's Johnny!" as he rushed over, scaring the vulture into turning and running away. Peter, to avoid accidentally hurting Venom, put it away and listened to Venom's latest scathing critique of Human Torch.

I don't like this person.

"Yeah, I don't like overly enthusiastic people either. By the way, was he just making a reference to The Shining?"

Peter, having released his grip, quickly landed between the skyscrapers and swung towards the location of the two's battle. Johnny was engaged in a fierce fight with the enemy. As soon as Peter approached, the dark symbiote let out a painful howl and then accelerated away. To avoid the terrifying fire man, Vulture even chose to fly at supersonic speed. Breaking the sound barrier caused the symbiote on Vulture's body to be triggered and twisted, but he still chose to run away.

However, Thunderbolt could also fly at supersonic speeds. He quickly arrived beside Vulture, leaving a trail of heat, and asked, "What's wrong? Is that all you've got? You're just going to let it go like this? No way, no way? I thought you aliens were something special. Is that all? Is that all?"

"shut up!"

Although it dared not attack at close range, the vulture possessed, and greatly possessed, the ability to unleash countless blade-like feathers from a distance. Countless blades rushed towards Thunderbolt, but Thunderbolt merely smiled and threw several fireballs in that direction before bursting into laughter. Countless feathers were instantly engulfed and submerged by the fireballs.

That's it, that's it?
I don't think I've ever dealt with such an easy enemy before.

Using his familiarity with the skies above New York, Johnny chose to detour, then dashed to the vicinity of the Vulture, smiling as he pounced on the symbiote. The symbiote on his body let out a series of groans. Fortunately, he remembered some key points Spider-Man had told him: first, the possessed person was a good guy, so don't go all out; second, a complete symbiote is needed for analysis and experimentation to find a way to find more symbiotes.

Therefore, he chose to gradually increase the temperature.

The vulture, or more accurately, the whip on its body, let out a painful howl, sensing its gradual decline and death. In desperation, it let out a shriek, trying to express its agony. Thunderbolt, having gathered its flames, warned the whip: "I advise you to get off this old man immediately, or you'll likely be burned to ashes."

"You wouldn't! You're a hero, aren't you? How could you kill someone?"

Johnny raised an eyebrow, demonstrating to Whiplash what "precision operation" meant. He directly spread the flames across the symbiote's surface, carefully controlling the temperature to avoid burning the host inside. Whiplash began to wail again, then collapsed to the ground. Johnny finally released his grip, watching the lifeless symbiote lie on the ground before wriggling away.

Peter finally arrived at the scene and immediately had Venom arrest Whiplash.

Can I eat it?

“Uh, no, unless you eat it and get its memories to tell us where the other three are.” Peter shrugged helplessly, then put the whip he had grabbed into the test tube, and looked at the unconscious Adrian. The middle-aged man had only fainted and was still in good physical condition, so Peter nodded, stood up, put away the venom, and reached out his hand to Johnny.

"Thanks for your help, Johnny. Without you, I probably wouldn't have been able to handle it so easily." "You're welcome, Spider-Man. You can ask me for help next time you encounter an alien monster like this. The Human Torch can handle these." Johnny smiled and shook hands with Peter, then reminded him, "Remember to come to Baxter Building sometime. There are lots of fun things inside. I can show you around."

"I will, if I really have time."

At this very moment, on the edge of Manhattan, a gray-black symbiote giant stood on a rooftop, witnessing the Human Torch's relentless crushing and lashing through his superhuman eyesight.

Do you need to save your fellow human beings?

Dr. Otto inquired, but the riot attached to him simply replied, "No need. They didn't choose to kill Whiplash, they just captured him. That's an opportunity."

"Opportunity? You mean, let them analyze the situation based on the criticism to find your solution, and then you just wait for it to come to you?"

“Probably.” Riot chuckled, then explained his true purpose: “We are not the first symbiotes to visit your planet, and if they really find a way to find us, they won’t just find us; they will find many more dormant symbiotes left behind on this planet.”

Otto Octavia immediately became alert: "What are you planning to do?"

"What are you doing?" Riot stroked his chin, a happy smile spreading across his face. "What does it matter? Aren't you humans the ones pursuing the power of us symbiotes? If that's the case, why are you hesitant to find more symbiotes?"

Amidst the laughter of the riot, he quickly left Manhattan with Otto Octavia, submerged in the Hudson River, and boarded a small submarine. As the symbiote left Otto's body, he reverted to being the disabled man who had lost his mobility due to ALS. The drastic change caused Otto intense discomfort.

Riots broke out again at this time.

“You miss the time when you were whole, don’t you? Then don’t interfere with us, help us, and you will regain the ability to walk.”

“Thunderbolt, you’re all doomed if he burns you.”

The rioters didn't see anything wrong with it; they just couldn't help but chuckle.

"Don't worry, the high temperature will soon be over."

(End of this chapter)