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Chapter 215 Symbiote Frenzy - Spider-Man Strikes!

Soaring through Manhattan, Peter, witnessing the increasing presence of symbiotes, is searching for survivors. Tony and Hank's modified Ultron III have already rescued many ordinary people possessed by symbiotes, taking them to Baxter Tower or Avengers Tower for temporary refuge. However, because it's impossible to tell from appearances whether these symbiote minions are created from possessed ordinary people or are simply symbiote monsters, the rescue of civilians has been slowed considerably.

After just one night apart, Nal created many symbiotic friends for himself in Manhattan.

There are short, yellow ones that look like devourers—those are strength-type grunts; there are purple ones that look like extremists—those are agility-type grunts; there are green ones that look like whips—those are ranged attack grunts. There are grayish-white ones that are immune to fire and sound waves, and look like rioters—those are elite grunts. Because Nar only retrieved the Codex of Riot, the other three types of grunts are only related in appearance and have no special abilities whatsoever.

Oh, and the most numerous of them are the black minions that look like Venom. They are unremarkable and can be seen everywhere like stray dogs on the street.

[Nar is making fun of me.]

"Really? I'm not sure he'd actually be interested in small fry like us—wow!"

The green symbiote minions, lying prone on the ground atop the buildings on both sides and attacking only with the whips on their backs, tried to attack Peter, but he dodged them all with agile movements in the air. Suddenly, a viscous symbiote substance surged from the wall beside him, and Nar chose to emerge from it.

"my child."

"Sorry, we don't acknowledge you as our ancestor. I don't, and neither does Venom."

Peter launched a web at Nar's face, but the web was completely torn apart in front of Nar. Peter quickly landed on the wall, squinting at Nar.

Great, Peter, the supervillain is right in front of you. Take this opportunity to ask him what he's planning to do.

"You may be confused, or all the guardians of this planet may be confused. Why have I done nothing but expand my army?"

"So, would you kindly answer that?"

"I'm testing."

Nar smiled as he looked at Peter: "Testing your limits. How much of a threat do I need to demonstrate before you choose to destroy me?"

"Or perhaps not. We already know that only by killing that symbiotic dragon can you be fully resurrected."

Nar let out a hoarse, dry laugh, then looked at Peter defiantly. "Yes, you know, but so what?"

When Nal is strong enough, they will still choose to fight to the death. If Nal wins, he will choose to conquer the entire universe from Earth. If he loses, the only way for Earthlings to defeat him is to kill Grendel. In that case, they will still die.

"Yes, but you may be spared. I have rarely seen a being as closely integrated with my living abyss as you. Surrender to me, and I can preserve your consciousness and keep you by my side until this world returns to nothingness."

"Ha, there's always a downside to fighting villains too much."

As Peter spoke, he delivered a flying kick to Nar.

"That means you have to hear some nonsense dozens of times!"

Knull effortlessly blocked the flying kick with his telekinesis, then tossed it aside. Since the two were fighting on a wall, Peter plummeted down the street below. However, he immediately launched himself back onto a web and charged at Knull again. Knull sighed, helplessly watching Spider-Man pounce on him.

"You really are... pathetically stupid."

"Really?"

Peter's right hand touched the bracelet on his left wrist, and in an instant, the Dragon Fang Sword was drawn. Before Nall could react, the sword pierced Nall's chest. This time, Nall's defenses were ineffective. Nall himself looked at Peter with considerable surprise, then a puzzled expression appeared on his face.

Isn't this person afraid of killing himself?

Yes, he must have realized that the real problem wasn't Nar's clone, but Grendel.

Nal then smiled, slapped Peter away, and before the body dissipated, told Spider-Man his plan.

"The reason I'm waiting is simple: you self-proclaimed guardians have saved many people, haven't you?"

"That's the place you'll definitely go to protect, the place that will force all of you out."

As Nar uttered his last words before vanishing, a deafening roar echoed from the harbor docks on Manhattan's west coast. A colossal black symbiote dragon spread its enormous wings, announcing its resurrection, and marched toward the two refuge sites—Avengers Tower and Baxter Tower.

"Captain, this is Spider-Man. I've encountered Knull. His plan is to attack the shelter after we've gathered all the survivors. We need to choose whether to kill him."

Peter sighed after speaking, and then saw an old car speeding along the streets of Manhattan, which were already overrun with symbiotes, followed by a large group of gray-white symbiotes that were not afraid of sonic attacks, while the big screen next to it was still broadcasting the Daily Bugle's live broadcast.

"I'm being hunted down by those despicable, shameless alien invaders! But don't worry about me, my friends, old Jonah will fight you to the very end!"

"It seems even alien life forms can't stand Jonah Jameson's mouth, sending so many people to hunt him down." Peter shrugged helplessly, then swung his web and landed directly on the back seat of Jameson's old convertible, punching an elite soldier who had already pounced on the car and sending him flying.

Good morning, Jonah. I'd like to hitch a ride.

After Peter finished speaking, he punched another elite henchman who lunged at him. Jonah Jameson, seeing that Spider-Man had appeared and saved him, looked up in surprise: "Oh, you... Spider-Man? My God, you're alive? You've changed back into your old suit?"

"Of course I'm still alive, and... this is a completely new design for my new suit."

"Where have all the Avengers gone?!"

"We're discussing countermeasures. Only a few people who can resist the symbiote's possession can go out to attack, so as not to give the enemy more troops." Peter said as he dealt with all the henchmen. However, a different individual appeared behind him.

The riots surged forward in a frenzy.

Spider-Man! Die!

(End of this chapter)