Marvel: I became an ancestor by sacrificing offerings.

A Green Goblin had just picked up an oversized energy rifle, a maniacal grin on his face as he prepared to unleash a massacre.

But the next second, an extremely fast blue bolt of lightning flashed past his eyes.

He couldn't even see what it was; he just instinctively felt a chill.

Immediately afterwards, his vision began to spin, and the last image that settled on was his headless body and the pillar of blood shooting into the sky.

I... am dead?

The thought had barely crossed my mind when my consciousness was plunged into a long period of darkness.

The death of this Green Goblin was merely a minor part of this bloody spectacle.

Beside him, countless companions were just as silent as he was.

There were no screams, no struggles, and not even time to react.

Those multiverse villains who were clamoring to tear Spider-Man to shreds just a moment ago were now cold corpses. Their faces even held frozen expressions of astonishment and arrogance.

"Fuck!"

Miguel O'Hara, who had just landed, was so shocked that he couldn't even speak when he saw Peter part his tens of thousands of villains in the middle in the blink of an eye.

He had witnessed countless battles and personally ended the lives of countless criminals, but he had never seen such efficient killing.

This is absolutely... utterly outrageous!

"Don't just stand there! Keep up!" Zhang Parker's voice beside him snapped him out of his shock.

"Once this passage is 'healed,' I guarantee you'll be even worse off than those scumbags."

Upon hearing this, Miguel instinctively shuddered and, without further hesitation, immediately hurried after Peter in the direction he had gone.

"Tsk, this is getting a bit boring!"

After slaughtering the villainous army in front of him, Evil Peter suddenly clicked his tongue, feeling a strange emptiness.

The thrill of mowing down enemies in Musou mode is certainly exhilarating at first.

But as time went on, the lack of interactivity and the resulting boredom became more pronounced.

To put it bluntly, killing these villains is no different than killing chickens.

The experience was nothing like the passionate encounter with Laufey I had before.

At the same time that Evil Peter was getting tired of this lawn-mowing game.

The villainous army was also completely wiped out by Peter.

Since arriving in this universe, they have been relegated to the lowest rung of society, and have long lost the sense of superiority they once had over the masses.

Seeing Peter's attack now is like a game-changer, and given that he's clearly not mentally sound, he's hardly capable of fighting with all his might to defeat his opponent.

One by one, they immediately dropped their weapons, crying and screaming, and scattered like headless flies, wishing they had two more legs.

"A bunch of useless trash!"

Castle rooftop.

Genix, who was originally prepared to watch the group of little spiders get torn to pieces by the villainous army, broke down.

He never imagined that those good-for-nothings would be so useless.

He had originally thought that even a pile of ten thousand pigs in front of the invaders would be enough to hold them off for quite some time.

But to everyone's surprise, these guys were even worse than pigs, and they were slaughtered in less than a minute.

"You can't really blame them!"

Beside Jenks, Kahn, wearing a hood, frowned but still patiently spoke:

"That spider in the lead is indeed extraordinary. I've been hunting for so many years, but I've never seen such powerful totem energy!"

His words served as a reminder to Jenix.

"Could it be...?"

A somewhat absurd thought popped into his mind—had his older brother and the others been tricked?

That guy created the illusion of waiting to die in his own universe, but in reality he was playing a base-trading tactic, preparing to achieve a counterattack through this strategy.

Thinking of this, Jenix's eyes lit up and he immediately came up with a plan.

He glanced at Kahn beside him with a hint of disgust, and spoke in a condescending tone:

"Hey, you go and stop them!"

"And what about you!" Kahn frowned involuntarily, his face hidden behind the hood, feeling that his brother had somewhat disgraced their family of heirs.

"Me?" Jenix sneered before replying.

"Of course we should notify our father to come back and arrest this guy. Damn it, I don't know what's wrong with Mo Lun and his gang. They haven't even realized their house has been robbed!"

No matter what, you have to stop him before I call Father... If you mess this up again, you can forget about ever returning to the family!

Hearing Genix's tone, which showed no regard for him as a brother, Kahn unconsciously tightened his grip on the energy harpoon.

But when he thought that this was indeed the only chance for him, a child who had been wandering for hundreds of years, to return home, he didn't say anything more in protest. He just picked up his harpoon and prepared to jump.

But just then...

"I heard you~"

The blinding blue light was rapidly magnified in the retina.

Peter, despite being thousands of meters away, noticed their unusual movements and rushed to their side in an instant.

"You're not allowed to call for backup."

As Peter spoke, he casually unleashed a powerful kick, sending Kahn flying back quite a distance.

"waste!"

It was astonishing to see that Kahn was actually knocked back by a kick from someone else.

Jenks thought it was just because his brother wasn't good enough.

However, firstly, he had heard Demos say that his opponent was very strong, and secondly, he felt that he was a scientist who used his brain and should not engage in any hand-to-hand combat with his opponent.

Therefore, instead of impulsively choosing to "show power to the foolish younger brothers," he turned away without a second thought, preparing to contact their father, Soros.

However, before he could leave the rooftop, he heard an impatient voice behind him:

"I said no calling in reinforcements, are you deaf?"

Before he could finish speaking, the vibranium longsword had already transformed into a cold gleam, instantly slicing across Genix's neck.

puff!

A head wearing glasses shot into the sky, its face still bearing that greedy yet bewildered expression.

Sold out instantly!

Genix, who prides himself on being the most brilliant mind in his heir family, only now realizes that he has made an incredibly serious mistake.

It turns out... it wasn't that the villainous army was truly useless, nor was it that Kahn was incompetent.

Instead, this other thing was actually powerful enough to instantly kill all of them, the inheritors who fed on totem power!

Trouble!

We must notify Father to come back immediately, otherwise... the factory will be in danger!

In his final moments before losing consciousness, Genix did not hesitate. He immediately pressed the remote control to turn the factory's operating efficiency to maximum and simultaneously activated the remote connection.

Not far from him, Kahn, who witnessed this scene, was furious.

"Jennics!"

Seeing his brother's tragic death, even though he hadn't been home for hundreds of years, Kahn instantly flew into a rage.

He roared, and the energy harpoon in his hand emitted a blinding light as he frantically stabbed at Evil Peter.