The Witrum of the Marvel Universe

In its early stages, the starlight could not fly.

The little spider angrily pounded the ground, but it couldn't fly either.

*Whoosh*

A red laser flashed and disappeared.

The Green Goblin, who had been laughing heartily in the sky and was almost leaving, suddenly had his head explode like a watermelon.

The laughter stopped abruptly.

Chapter 89 The Death of Norman

The headless Green Goblin corpse crashed to the ground like a helicopter.

The little spider, starlight, dazzling sound, and countless dignitaries attending the banquet below all stared in disbelief at this scene.

The red light in Leon's eyes gradually faded, and he disdainfully patted the corner of his clothes, "What is this thing? So weak yet so arrogant."

As Spider-Man's archenemy and one of the supervillains who poses the greatest threat to Spider-Man, Green Goblin's greatest strength is not his power, but his despicable and shameless schemes.

He tormented Spider-Man to the point of collapse multiple times.

But... what good is even the most brilliant scheme if the person is dead?

Leon tilted his head; Spider-Man should thank him.

If he hadn't killed Green Goblin, then Spider-Man's Aunt May, Mary Jane, and all his relatives and friends would have been assassinated by Green Goblin in the future.

The matter was over. He wasn't the kind of person who liked being worshipped by others, and he didn't want to deal with the gratitude of the high-ranking officials below. He intended to leave without a trace.

Then she noticed a head rolling around on the ground, trying to scare Starlight.

Leon's face darkened.

His figure left afterimages in mid-air before he appeared on the ground and lifted the head.

He tried to play dead even after Leon lifted his head up.

Stared at by Leon, Deadpool's head screamed, "No! Please! Don't use my head as a sex toy!"

Leon's face darkened even more; he wished he could sew the guy's mouth shut with a needle and thread.

"Okay, just kidding, don't be angry." Deadpool chuckled sheepishly.

"Deadpool, you're not dead!" Starlight rushed over excitedly.

"you……"

Seeing that Deadpool was now just a head, she became sad again.

"Don't worry, his head will grow back into a body in no time."

Leon tossed Deadpool's head to Starlight, "Take his head back to the company."

"besides."

"If Deadpool deliberately commits suicide again in the next mission, you'd better find me 10 gay guys and lock him in a room with his ass."

"No! You can't do this! At least pay me!" Deadpool protested. "My ass is so perky!"

Starlight, her mouth agape, asked, "He... he committed suicide on purpose?"

Seeing that the dignitaries had already run down from upstairs, gratefully heading towards him, Leon felt a headache coming on.

He left with the words, "You guys handle things here, I'm leaving now."

He picked up the unconscious Bullseye and took him to get an antidote.

After Leon left, Starlight and Spider-Man, acting as superheroes for the first time and receiving gratitude, seemed a bit lost and inexperienced.

Xuan Yin thoroughly enjoyed being surrounded by so many dignitaries and quickly began chatting happily with them.

But no one noticed that a soul was slowly floating out from the Green Goblin's headless corpse.

That is the soul that is created after everyone dies.

Depending on their beliefs of good and evil during their lifetime, they will enter different planes such as Heaven, Hell, and Valhalla.

Norman Osborn, the Green Goblin's first personality who should have been in a daze, inexplicably regained his senses at this moment.

He saw his own headless corpse on the ground, and amidst his grief, he also felt a sense of relief.

'He's dead? That's good then.'

"So that he won't harm others."

"F-F-F-F-F-F-F-Norman, what are you pretending to be a good guy for? The Green Goblin's evil and cunning are the deepest colors in your heart."

"Otherwise, why would you sell your son's soul to me?"

Beside Norman's soul, a demonic phantom that only he could see had appeared at some unknown time.

Crimson skin, a burly physique, and cunning, wicked eyes.

"Who, who are you?!" Norman exclaimed in shock.

"And what about my son's soul? I never made a deal with you!"

Mephisto's projection laughed gleefully, "Now, it's time for you to remember everything, Norman!"

"what?!"

Norman was powerless to resist; a fiery inferno struck him on the forehead.

He recalled all those long-forgotten memories.

His pupils were unfocused, and those lost memories resurfaced.

The reason he was able to build such a massive Osborn Group wasn't due to his own abilities, but rather, a deal he made with this devil...

In the early days of Norman's business, Osborn Chemical was on the verge of bankruptcy, its cash flow was broken, and it was about to be acquired by its competitors.

It was Mephisto who approached Norman, offered him a deal, and helped him eliminate all his rivals, allowing his Osborn Group to operate smoothly.

Wealth, fame, and status have all been achieved.

In return, Norman only had to give up his son's soul and forget the deal.

Norman will never remember betraying his son's soul.

Norman agreed.

But a deal with the devil is never as simple as it seems.

What Osborne didn't know was that even the inspiration for his Green Goblin Potion was deliberately given to him by Mephisto.

The purpose was to allow him to develop a second personality, Green Goblin.

The moment he signed the contract with Mephisto, his family was doomed.

The Green Goblin potion itself does not actually create a second personality. Norman's Green Goblin was created by Mephisto through the influence of the contract, resulting in a "blood legacy".

"You, you are a demon!"

Why, why are you telling me all this?!

Norman clutched his head in anguish, and two lines of tears streamed down his soul's body.

The restored memories negated his entire life.

And the fact that he had sold his son's soul brought him an unforgivable sense of guilt.

"Norman, don't you understand?"

Mephisto spoke with amusement; this was his favorite part—watching creatures regret, feel remorse, and weep because of the contract they had made with him.

What a delicious part!

The sinner's soul also becomes increasingly delicious in this process, and devouring it will bring the demon even more satisfaction.

"You have no value whatsoever."

"Your mission is complete. Now your only value is to become a delicious dinner for me~"

Mephisto pointed a finger, and Norman's soul was split into two parts.

One part represents Norman, and the other part represents the Green Goblin.

Mephisto waved his hand and put away the little gadget he had made on the spot, "Green Goblin," then opened his mouth and swallowed Norman's sinful soul.

"What a wonderful sinner's soul!" Mephisto reveled.

If it weren't for that damned Kamar-Taj, that bald woman named the Ancient One, Earth would probably be his hunting ground now.

Instead of the current situation where one has to devour a soul with great care and effort.

Thinking of this, Mephisto's pleased gaze suddenly turned cold.

A portal to hell appeared behind him, and his figure stepped into it and disappeared.

Throughout the entire process, no one noticed the spiritual exchange between Mephisto and Norman.

Chapter 90 That Bald Head