Black Robe: Gender Swap, I Have a Small Panel

With the life-divine power of Nar's blood amplifying his senses, he was able to clearly see through the threads of time and destiny.

He could tell at a glance that this young Garfield was essentially the same person as the Garfield who was slaughtering villains on the battlefield!

If this younger version of Garfield is killed, the future Garfield will also disappear!

Both Garfields will perish together!

By then, there will be no more native Spider-Man recognized by the Spider-Verse.

No matter how powerful Morgan and his group are, they will find it difficult to suppress all the remaining villains, who will gradually grow stronger over time.

The scales of victory will inevitably tip completely in their favor.

The chance to turn the tide lies in this one strike!

Thinking of this, Venom's eyes flashed red, and his speed increased once again, shattering the ground beneath his feet.

He transformed into a black shadow and flashed, almost instantly rushing to young Garfield's side.

Although young Garfield had already reacted to the frantic warning from his spider-sense, his hair stood on end, and danger signals were exploding in his mind like alarm bells.

However, the body's speed could not keep up with the venom enhanced by Nar's blood.

He didn't even have time to make a complete defensive move.

Venom's claws, imbued with endless dark power and carrying the force to tear everything apart, were already inches away from his heart!

Just one more inch forward.

Young Garfield would die on the spot.

This attack will also take down another Garfield.

The entire battle situation will be completely reversed...

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The shrill sound of claws tearing through the air, like the howl of a demon from the abyss, exploded over the ravaged New York.

That was a strike from Venom, combining all its ferocity and the symbiote's violent power. The pitch-black giant claw, carrying the force to tear apart mountains and rip rivers, aimed straight at Garfield, who was caught in mid-air and had no time to react.

This attack was so fast that it exceeded the limits of what the naked eye could perceive, so fast that even the extraordinary spider senses could only issue a sharp, death-defying alarm, but had no time to provide any effective evasion route.

As the dark claws pressed down like an avalanche, despair spread wildly through young Garfield's eyes like a cold tide, overwhelming his mind.

He is very clear.

He couldn't withstand that blow.

He couldn't dodge this attack either.

The body felt as if it were locked by an invisible, malevolent aura, the muscles stiffened, and the web-shooters didn't even have time to react.

Faced with an absolute disparity in strength, his pride in agility, reflexes, and tactics all became pale and laughable. The shadow of death had never been so close, so close that he could almost smell the sweet, rotten scent emanating from the symbiote.

At that critical moment, when life and death hung in the balance.

"Get out of my way!"

Harley, who had been watching Garfield's battle closely, suddenly activated the Green Goblin flying machine beneath her, pushing all its energy to the limit. The tail of the flying machine spewed out violent orange-yellow flames, and with the support of the shared spotlight, she was like an out-of-control missile, crashing into Venom's massive body with unstoppable momentum.

Before the aircraft could get completely close, she used a "person-vehicle separation" technique.

He resolutely jumped off the high-speed moving aircraft and tightly shielded Garfield, who was stunned in place, in his arms.

"Bang—!"

The Green Goblin aircraft, operating at full power and overload, crashed into Venom, instantly detonating the high-energy fuel stored inside.

A violent explosion erupted, flames billowed, and shockwaves swept across the surroundings, sending scorching air currents flying up rubble and bricks.

The high-frequency vibrations generated by flames and explosions should have been the forces that the symbiote feared and restrained the most.

Logically, this attack should be enough to cause Venom's body to disintegrate, scream in pain, and temporarily lose its ability to move.

But this time, the situation completely exceeded everyone's expectations.

Despite enduring such a terrifying explosion, Venom's massive, jet-black body only swayed slightly, its forward speed did not slow down in the slightest, and its ferocious momentum even increased instead of decreasing.

It was like an immortal demon god crawling out of hell, ignoring the restraint of fire and sound waves, grabbing the Green Goblin flying machine that had been blown to pieces and was now only half a wreckage, and using its sharp tip to stab Harley in the back.

"Pfft—!"

A dull, piercing sound clearly echoed throughout every corner of the battlefield.

The sharp, scorching tip of the aircraft pierced through Harley's body without any resistance, stabbing her deeply in the back and then violently exiting through her chest, dripping with blood.

The metal edge tore through flesh and bone, and blood gushed out instantly, staining her clothes red and splattering onto Garfield's cheek behind her.

The blood was warm, but incredibly hot.

Struck by this fatal blow, Harley's aura rapidly weakened, and her life force drained away like a flood.

But she didn't even look down at her horrific wound. The excruciating pain didn't deter her in the slightest. With the last bit of strength left in her body, she violently threw Garfield, whom she was holding, out of her arms.

Garfield...

If you can hold off this moment, if you can delay for just a little longer, reinforcements will definitely arrive, and you will survive...

Large gushes of blood gushed out uncontrollably, dripping down his chin and splashing onto the broken bricks on the ground, blooming into tragically beautiful blood flowers.

In her final moments, Harley seemed to finally understand her own feelings. Her lips trembled slightly, opening and closing abruptly, as she used all her strength to try and say those three words to Garfield, who had been thrown into the air.

But the gushing blood blocked her throat, preventing her from making any sound.

All that remained were a pair of eyes filled with tenderness and reluctance, quietly watching the figure that flew backward.

And all of this—

Every minute detail—the aircraft piercing through the body, the gushing blood, the rapid dissipation of life force, the lips moving slightly but unable to speak—was clearly and meticulously etched into Garfield's eyes and imprinted into the depths of his soul by his extraordinary vision far exceeding that of ordinary people.

"No--!!"

A heart-wrenching roar erupted from Garfield's mouth as he flew backward.

He looked at Harley, her body pierced and bleeding on the spot, and felt as if his heart was being squeezed and crushed by an invisible hand. The excruciating pain and endless grief overwhelmed him instantly.

Damn!

Why did it turn out like this!

He stared in disbelief at the horrific wound on Harley's chest, his mind a jumble of emotions churning within him.

Harley...

You are clearly the one who values ​​life the most and knows how to protect yourself the most.

You finally escaped the shadow of a terminal illness, you finally regained your health and your future, and you clearly wanted to live more than anyone else...

Why?

Why did you rush up without hesitation, risking your own life to give me a chance to live?

Regret, pain, self-blame, helplessness...

All sorts of emotions intertwined, turning into scalding tears that uncontrollably streamed from Garfield's eyes, stretching into two tear streaks in the swirling air.

Harley...

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