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Chapter 606 Lord of the Seven Seas!

Peter was almost stabbed in the last blow before his death.

Because Carnage operates on a molecular level, with each symbiotic cell possessing independence, it's necessary to get extremely close to Cletus's mind to interfere with Mysterio's programming. Therefore, he had to grab Cletus just as he was about to deliver the final blow, nearly missing his chance.

Fortunately, I am more skilled.

In the end, what Cletus saw was actually a vision of him piercing Spider-Man, which allowed Peter to make contact with Cletus.

Then it was quite simple: make contact with Cletus, use a program to sever the mental connection between Cletus and the symbiote molecules on his body, and then use anti-venom to remove the symbiote from his body.

After finishing all that, Cletus, who was barely clinging to life, died and ascended to the symbiotic planet.

"But to be honest, it's really unbelievable that they could survive in that situation..."

Finally, after remarking on Cletus's desperate resistance, Peter sighed and contacted the Airbus team.

"Agent Coulson, slaughtered to death, utterly dead."

"Thank you very much, Spider-Man. These employees infected with the symbiote, and many more infected people, may need time to be investigated and isolated."

Those infected by the massacre may no longer be controlled by the symbiote due to their deaths, but the symbiote cells in their bodies remain a threat. The only thing capable of completely eradicating these symbiote cells is Spider-Man's Anti-Venom.

Therefore, Peter's further assistance is needed to follow up on this matter.

Peter certainly had no objections, but all he could think about now was getting a good rest.

“I’ll wait for your news, Agent Coulson, but right now I just want to go home and get some sleep. Goodbye.”

Having completed the final battle, Peter used the slingshot to open a portal to his home and stepped inside.

Meanwhile, at NASA, Coulson breathed a sigh of relief after finally finishing everything. With Ward knocking out the last infected NASA employee, everything was temporarily over.

"We have won, everyone. The massacre has been wiped out, and the symbiote infection is not out of control."

Coulson smiled at everyone and concluded, "Spider-Man may have done the most work, but that doesn't negate our efforts. Everyone, get some rest!"

The entire Airbus team was delighted, and Skye was already thinking about where to go for this short vacation.

The only one who seemed a little lost was Ward; he didn't know what to do or what he could do.

Fortunately, Coulson had already made arrangements for Ward. After everyone had left, Coulson asked Ward, "Nothing planned?"

“I…I really don’t have any plans, sir.”

Coulson smiled and handed Ward a small, headset-like device. Ward took the device and asked Coulson, somewhat puzzled, "Sir, what is this...?"

"A pill to undo regrets."

Upon hearing the name, Ward was even more puzzled, but fortunately Coulson quickly provided an explanation.

"The equipment designed by headquarters based on Mysterio's technology is used for debriefing, psychological therapy, and summarizing past mistakes."

Coulson explained how to use it: "You can keep trying to see if there's a better way to deal with the enemy."

"I understand, sir."

Ward took the device and smiled. "Anyway, I don't have anything else to do, so it seems like a good way to pass the time." Coulson kindly reminded him, "However, this thing is still in the experimental stage, and some special situations often occur, especially when you see decisions you made earlier. You have to be careful."

Ward nodded nonchalantly and went back to his room. Only Coulson watched him leave, then gave him a cryptic smile.

Back in his room, Ward put the device on his ears, then closed his eyes and activated it.

But he didn't return to any battles. Instead, Grant Ward went back to the juvenile detention center, to the young boy who hadn't yet embarked on the path of Hydra.

Ward knew what was going to happen next: Garrett would find him and train him to be a Hydra agent.

But a voice interrupted Ward's reverie, and he was surprised to see that the person recruiting him was Coulson instead of Garrett.

Ward sat up abruptly, startled, and deactivated the program. He seemed to understand why Coulson had given this to him.

"It's actually like this..."

Ward muttered to himself, glancing at the device again, as if he had made up his mind.

Meanwhile, behold, in faraway Atlantis, something wonderful is happening.

An Atlantean approached the throne and reported on what had just happened on the sea. Because Atlantis was located underwater and isolated by extremely deep waters, the beam of light from the Heavenly Sword Bureau had not affected it.

However, one person was unhappy, or rather, very unhappy.

"This is a provocation from the people on the ground!"

An Atlantean roared, "How could the surface people be so wicked? When they encounter troublesome and dangerous elements, they just throw them onto the sea and then fire a main cannon shot at them!"

Not to mention the previous raft prisons, which drifted on the sea and imprisoned dangerous prisoners.

"What do people on Earth think of the ocean? A garbage can?!"

The general spoke indignantly to the Lord of the Seven Seas, then respectfully knelt on one knee, expressing his loyalty: "Your Majesty, please allow me to lead my army ashore and teach these surface people a lesson!"

"What are you going to do?"

The one who spoke was Namor, the King of Atlantis. After hearing these words, he scoffed and asked, "You, go and wipe out humanity! Can you do it?"

Faced with their boss's deadly question, Namo's subordinates couldn't give a good answer for a moment and could only stammer and retreat. Seeing their subordinates' behavior, Namo's disdain deepened.

However, one thing is true: although this incident has not yet been directly related to Atlantis, it is still a provocation against Atlantis, and given Namor's character, he will not allow such a thing to happen.

Therefore, something must be said.

"I will make the surface inhabitants obediently hand over the compensation that Atlantis is owed."

Namor gave a cold laugh, a confident laugh: "If they can't do it, I don't mind bringing them destruction!"

Namor's bold words caused the people of Atlantis to roar with excitement, as if they had already witnessed humanity's utter defeat before Namor.

They completely ignored one thing: Could Namo win?

(End of this chapter)