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Chapter 204 Riot Strikes!

"So, the last symbiote was called Riot?"

Ward looked at Simmons and Fitz who were conducting the experiment and muttered helplessly, "What we need last right now is a riot."

"Yes, New York City was at its most vulnerable defensively, and we couldn't stop any possible supernatural enemies. We only had Spider-Man."

After Coulson finished speaking, Skye retorted: "Isn't there another group of heroes in New York? That... Defenders? Can't we get in touch with them?"

“First, they haven’t established any connection with S.H.I.E.L.D. or any official organization. Their only connection is Jessica Jones’s fake detective agency,” Coulson explained helplessly. “Second, they are not immune to symbiote possession, and it seems they don’t use any weapons. Almost all members of the Defenders we know use their fists.”

Since they both rely on their fists, they can't deal with the symbiote. In comparison, Spider-Man already has the symbiote to protect him, making him more reliable and safer.

Ward glanced at the clock; it was already 6:40 PM. At this time of year in late October, the sky was already darkening, and New York's nightlife was about to begin.

However, he felt that there was something wrong with his mental state—obviously, he began to see hallucinations of Garrett, who was like his adoptive father, which was obviously abnormal.

What's wrong with me?

“Perhaps you’ve simply discovered that in this era, the power you wield is no longer sufficient to protect yourself.” Garrett whispered beside Ward, a smile playing on his lips. He simply said to Ward, “My proudest achievement is teaching you the skills to protect yourself.”

"But in this era, your old skills are no longer enough to protect you. So what will you do, Ward?"

Possess the power to protect yourself...

"Ward?! Agent Grant! What are you doing!" Coulson's voice brought Ward back to reality from his hallucination. Ward was jolted awake and saw that everyone in the team except Skye was pointing guns at him. When his hand reached for the three-tube symbiote sealed behind the protective glass, he was stunned and stared at his hand in disbelief.

What's wrong with me?
"Are you alright, Ward?" Skye, the only one who wasn't yet a full-fledged S.H.I.E.L.D. agent, asked Ward from behind Melinda. Ward didn't know how to answer; he just glanced at the clock.

6:42.

He seemed to feel... that something had become one with him, his past, his thoughts, everything about him was shared with another being, and he felt the other's longing, the longing for an omnipotent father, just like his own.

"I feel……"

“He feels good.” Ward’s voice wasn’t his own, but another voice, a voice he’d never heard before, a deep and hoarse one. Then Ward felt his vision being rapidly stripped away, and a completely new consciousness quickly took over. Dark gray biomass spread from under Ward’s skin, transforming into a humanoid creature that wasn’t very tall, almost the same height as Ward’s original body.

“We feel great… We are Riot!” Riot declared, his arm transforming into a massive warhammer that smashed through the protective glass before grabbing three canisters. At that moment, Coulson activated the sonic transmitter in the room. The intense sonic waves made everyone uncomfortable, causing them to instinctively cover their ears. Coulson, enduring the high-frequency noise, looked at Riot and said, “You were hiding inside Ward, waiting for this moment, waiting for SHIELD to arrive and take all your comrades away. But unfortunately, none of you will escape.”

“Oh, poor Coulson. We know every single one of you. I, Grant Ward, together we are Riot. Just like Spider-Man and poor Venom together make Venom complete. You don’t understand symbiotes. For example, although almost every symbiote fears sound waves and flames, but…”

Riot smiled, then stretched out his hand. His arm turned into a gray fluid that pierced the roof of the safe house, destroying all the sonic generators inside. Flames erupted instantly, but Riot maintained his smile amidst the flames.

“I am not afraid.”

Then, he transformed his hand into a sharp blade, sliced ​​open the jar containing the other three symbiotes, and threw it out. The Devourer and Extremis swiftly pounced, heading straight for Simmons and Fitz, who were not as agile as the others. The science team had almost no time to escape; the purple Extremis had already attached itself to Simmons, while Fitz had transformed into the short, fat Devourer.

"Besides, the reason I'm staying here is because where else can I find so many excellent hosts with unique skills?"

Riot laughed. As the other two symbiotes slowly rose to their feet, Coulson immediately ordered everyone to take refuge. He then activated the self-destruct device in the safe house and simultaneously used a sonic gun to strike Whiplash, who was lunging at him. Poor Whiplash was reduced to a pulp and then lifted up by Extremism.

Coulson quickly escaped while calling Spider-Man. Extreme was about to give chase when Riot stopped him, looking at Extreme with a smug expression: "Why stop him? Besides Spider-Man, who else can he turn to for help right now?"

"He will bring Spider-Man to us."

As Coulson walked, he called out to those around him to evacuate, then quickly connected with Fury on the phone: "Chief Fury, we've located the riot."

"Then why are you out of breath?"

Fury was watching Grendel's condition when Grendel's molecular motion suddenly intensified, seemingly at risk of resurrection, and they were still about an hour away from New York Harbor.

"The riot has possessed Grant Ward and is lurking in the safe house. My squad is now half wiped out, sir."

"...There's a new situation with the symbiotic dragons, and we can't allocate any troops to you."

"I understand."

Left with no other option, Coulson called Spider-Man and explained the situation: Ward had become a rioter, Simmons and Fitz were under control, leaving only him, Skye, and May to escape. Spider-Man had no other support; he was all alone.

(End of this chapter)