I'm not Spider-Man, even though I'm parasitized by an alien!

A figure landed in the deserted alley; a vampire hunter in a leather jacket drew a silver sword from behind his back.

Wearing sunglasses, he swung his longsword and instantly cut down the masked man who approached him.

Blood splattered out, but he dodged it by sidestepping.

He swung his longsword in a long arc, thrusting it toward the person to his left at a speed too fast for the eye to follow.

The leather jacket behind him fluttered, and the strong airflow vibrated the air, making a "whooshing" sound.

The vampire hunter swiftly cut down the masked figures around him and moved closer to Gwen.

Gwen was stunned when she saw the newcomer stylishly cut down the group of guys.

What kind of superhero is this?!

Why have I never heard of this before?

"Oh!"

To Gwen's astonishment, the vampire hunter punched the approaching man in the stomach, then grabbed his neck and restrained him, while simultaneously pulling out a vial of reagent with his left hand and inserting it into the man's neck.

The masked man who had been stabbed in the neck immediately clutched his throat and backed away, his face contorted in pain.

Seeing that neither the silver sword nor the blood-clotting agent could kill the group of vampires directly, the vampire hunter's expression became somewhat solemn.

If it were an ordinary blood-sucking creature, it would definitely explode and die instantly.

These vampire creatures actually held on!

This is what Harriet was referring to: that group of vampire creatures of unknown origin.

"Be careful, they are not ordinary vampires, don't get bitten by them."

The serious-looking vampire hunter took out a shotgun from the belt behind his cloak, aimed it at the approaching vampires, and said to Gwen.

"who are you?"

Gwen stood with her back to the other party, wary of the blood-sucking creatures, and asked the question.

"The Daywalker".

"boom!"

As he uttered his name, a shotgun fired, knocking down a vampire who was charging at him.

At the same time, another vampire figure instantly moved to the side of the Daywalker.

This movement didn't seem like fast movement; it was more like he flashed to his side in an instant.

Taken aback, the Daywalker instinctively used his hand to block the attack.

With a loud bang, he was blasted away.

Chapter 109 Gwen: I will weave you into the web of fate

The vampire's attacks were relentless.

Gwen shot out webs from her wrist, knocking away approaching enemies and covering the Daywalker.

"boom!"

The Daywalker stood up and pulled the trigger, the bullet whistling as it hurtled towards the vampire.

The powerful shockwave sent the roaring vampire flying, spraying blood into the air with a foul stench.

With his expression unchanged, the Daywalker pulled the trigger while simultaneously drawing a dart in his palm and thrusting it toward the vampire beside him.

He threw a silver dart, wounding his opponent, and then kicked out, slamming the vampire to the ground.

With a loud "boom," the ground trembled slightly.

He twirled the dart in his hand and quickly launched it.

The dart pierced the vampire's chest and embedded itself deeply in the wall.

Although the Daywalker quickly dealt with a few vampires, even more surged forward.

This new type of vampire, capable of teleportation and possessing astonishing strength, is completely unlike the cannon fodder vampires he fought before.

the other side.

A feeling of restlessness filled Gwen's entire body.

She thought she could easily handle a few vampires with her strength.

With the help of this guy called the Daywalker, they thought they could easily deal with these vampires, but they didn't expect them to be so troublesome.

With a "thud," Gwen turned and kicked out.

He concentrated all his strength into his fist and struck the opponent's head.

Although her power increased significantly after becoming the Spider Woman, she had not received any systematic training and relied solely on her innate talent to fight.

This method of attack is clearly less effective than the Daywalker's.

Just as the two were gradually losing ground, a sudden change occurred.

A figure leaped down from the sky.

Peter, covered in a black exoskeleton, appears on the battlefield.

"Oh!"

A swift and astonishing punch slammed into a vampire's head.

The immense force directly bombarded it, causing it to explode.

With the birth of a cloud of blood mist, the vampire was instantly killed.

Immediately afterwards, Peter leaned forward, and countless black rain-like projectiles emerged from behind him.

A barrage of corrosive bullets, carrying immense power, instantly struck all the enemies present.

Like a sudden downpour, the raindrops hit each and every vampire creature with deadly precision.

The corrosive properties of the black projectiles instantly penetrated into the bodies of these vampires.

A sickeningly corrosive sound rang out, accompanied by the agonizing screams of these bloodsucking creatures.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

One sound after another rang out, and countless vampires fell to the ground, gradually being corroded amidst their painful howls.

More vampires rushed up, but their fate was the same as those who were wailing in agony.

The entire alleyway was filled with an increasingly unpleasant smell.

Gwen finally breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Peter appear.

She had full confidence in Peter's abilities.

As she expected, Peter successfully dealt with the group.

On the other side, the Daywalker, seeing Peter suddenly appear, paused for a moment before putting away his shotgun.

But he still watched the man before him warily, the one who gave him this ominous look.

He smelled a bloodsucking scent on Peter.

Although the taste is a bit strange.

"It seems you've run into trouble."

After Peter killed the vampires, he said to Gwen.

"Uh, it's not a big problem, but thank you for your help anyway."

Gwen almost called out Peter's name.

But considering there were other people present, he had to pretend he wasn't very familiar with them.

This masked, pretentious act of not recognizing her stirred a strange feeling in Gwen.

It felt like performing on stage while wearing a mask.

Peter had no idea what Gwen was thinking.

He turned his gaze to the guy wearing sunglasses with a cool expression.

Judging from the other person's attire, he quickly recognized their identity.

Blade, whose real name is Eric Brooks.

Because his mother was bitten by a vampire when she was about to give birth to him and died after his birth, he has half-human and half-vampire blood. He grew up to become a vampire hunter.

He possesses superhuman strength, speed, senses, and endurance. His weapon is a silver longsword, and he is also proficient in various firearms.

The large black man in front of him was a perfect match.

"Are you Blade?"

Peter asked the other person.

“I prefer the name ‘Daywalker’.”

Blade sheathed his silver sword and said warily to Peter, "I've heard of you, Spider-Man."

Peter sensed the other man's wariness. "Really? Looks like I have quite a reputation. But why are you holding a dart?"

Peter feigned ignorance, "Am I also your target?"

Blade didn't expect Peter to see the dart in his hand. He showed it to Peter and said, "No, but you've alerted me. I smell the same scent of a vampire on you, though not the same, but more dangerous."

Gwen, who was standing nearby, was puzzled when she heard the other person say that Peter smelled like a vampire.

"No, it won't."

Gwen frowned and said to Blade, "He's not a vampire."

Peter said casually, "Or, because we're the same kind of people."

Although he appeared nonchalant, Blade was on high alert.

He desperately wanted to throw the dart, but his mind kept reminding him otherwise.

Once he throws the dart, he'll probably get a counterattack from this guy.