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Chapter 362 Goblin Legion

The Roderick Kingsley inside is a demon, and the demon before us is yet another.

Moreover, the other party is undoubtedly controlled by the Fairy King.

"Don't you dare come out and fight me one-on-one? Fairy King? Hiding behind ordinary fairies doesn't make you a king."

"There's no requirement that the King needs to be a better fighter than his men, Spider-Man," the Fairy King mocked. "What are you hesitating about? What are you struggling with? Because the Fairy King hasn't shown himself, you're worried that the Fairy King is Norman Osborn, aren't you?"

"You can give it a try! Spider-Man, don't forget, unlike others, even without the Time Traveler's sphere, Osborn still has the technology to turn himself into the Green Goblin!"

The demon was telling the truth. Since the Fairy King had not yet revealed his true form, the possibility that Norman was the Fairy King could not be ruled out. In particular, the statement that the Fairy King was green was basically a clear indication that the Fairy King was the Green Goblin.

When talking about the Green Goblin, Norman Osborn is an unavoidable topic.

“Actually, I haven’t been hesitating. I’m waiting for the Fairy King.”

The Fairy King paused for a moment, then suddenly understood something. Spider-Man then pushed off the wall and jumped directly in front of the demon. Even as the demon accelerated its ascent, it was caught. Spider-Man then flipped the demon over, locked its neck, and slammed it onto the rooftop of the office building.

The two landed on the rooftop simultaneously. Before the demon could even move, its hands were caught in a spiderweb, and all the pumpkin bombs at its waist were ripped off and thrown into the air to detonate. Finally, the demon was stuck to the ground by the powerful spiderweb, unable to move. The bomb inside its body had been defused by the miniature spider robots, making it completely unable to self-destruct.

“Roderick Kingsley, and you too, no matter how many of you there are, I will find you.” Peter said, pulling over his flying skateboard. After scanning it, he began to track the source of the information, but unexpectedly, the signal source showed that the specific signal of the Fairy King was constantly switching.

“Osborn Technologies previously contracted the entire NYPD’s criminal signal communications network. Thanks to that, I can intervene in it anytime, anywhere. Every NYPD communications tower can be my signal source.” The entangled demon said with a laugh, “How about it, don’t you think I’m more like Norman Osborn?”

"Hmm, this is hard to guess. Am I? Or am I not? If I'm not, then who is so all-knowing? If I am, oh poor Harry, he doesn't even realize that his father has been replaced by an evil serial killer personality, hahahaha!"

Peter looked at the other person. The miniature robot inside the person's body only found pumpkin bombs, but no devices for mind control. Peter then walked over and ripped off the goblin mask from the demon. Beneath the mask was a terrified man who had been injected with the demon's serum.

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"

Peter did not reply, but looked inside the mask, where the complex electrodes attached to his temples and forehead seemed to prove everything.

"Remember Osborn Technologies' neural transmission technology? Mysterio once planned to use it to amplify his illusions. In fact, it's quite effective as a means of mind control."

“So…” the Fairy King laughed again in the communication: “Am I really not Norman Osborn?”

Peter crushed the mask and looked at the demonized man. The scan revealed that the man was Roderick Kingsley's brother, Daniel Kingsley.

"I'm doomed! I'm doomed!" Daniel suddenly shouted, desperately trying to tear off the spiderwebs covering him. Peter walked over and asked, "What's doomed?"

"You defeated me! I didn't escape as planned, I'm dead!"

What does it mean to escape according to plan? Peter was about to ask when he suddenly received multiple camera signals from Jarvis. Dozens of goblins on gliders floated up from the countless waterways of Manhattan. Some were wearing yellow demon clothes, some were wearing gray clothes, and some had pumpkin heads.

Only one incredibly tall figure, wearing a green mask and a green exoskeleton armor, took to the air.

[Total enemy force: 23, advancing towards your position.]

"Happy New Year! Oh, the New Year is long over, no worries, Spider-Man, have fun! Look at the goblin army I've prepared for you!"

The Fairy King's laughter echoed from inside the skateboard: "So here's the question: is this Green Goblin actually me? I bet not!"

Peter took a deep breath and was about to contact the Avengers when all the television screens in New York switched to images of flying goblins. At the same time, a cartoonish goblin wearing a crown appeared on the screen, and the voice of the Fairy King resounded throughout New York.

"Ladies and gentlemen, good morning, good afternoon, good evening. You may not recognize this thing on TV, but it's my lovely goblin army, and I am your new friend, the Fairy King!"

"Today, I've officially debuted, so to celebrate, I've decided to kill a superhero. Who should I kill? Spider-Man, of course!"

The Fairy King's laughter echoed throughout Manhattan. As the laughter subsided, the Fairy King seemed to take a deep breath and continued, "The rules are simple: Spider-Man must eliminate all the goblins I send out, or he will die! Of course, I know Spider-Man has many magical friends, so I added another rule."

"If a second superhero gets involved in my game, my goblin army will kill indiscriminately and drop bombs at will. All the deaths will be counted against you."

"If Spider-Man wipes out my entire army today, then at the same time next week, I'll send out a second army and continue the game! If I kill Spider-Man today, then next week we'll switch to someone else—the Avengers, the Defenders, the Fantastic Four, S.H.I.E.L.D., the Pentagon's bootleg Avengers! Wow, so many heroes, we could probably play for a year! Hahahaha!"

At this point, the Fairy King seemed to become melancholy.

"Oh, but where am I going to get so many people to be transformed into goblins?"

"Illegal immigrants! Homeless people! Human trafficking! Runaway teenagers! Thank me, NYPD, I've written off all your missing persons cases!"

"Hahahaha!"

(End of this chapter)