Marvel: Embark on a demon-hunting journey with Spider-Man!

Chapter 107: Loyalty Dedicated to Spider-Man! (Please Subscribe)

Mark finally returned to his office from Tony's place at noon the next day.

"Miss Agent, the company's data has been very poor lately. I hope you can work hard to increase the company's profits."

Mark called Carter over and said with a serious expression, "Whether it's cracking down on Spider-Man or selling merchandise, we're losing money."

Carter blinked. "Captain, this was all your decision."

"Oh? Is that so?"

Mark laughed awkwardly, "Then I'll listen to you from now on, as long as it makes money."

"You'll listen to me?" Carter wondered.

Mark nodded. "Yes, I just want to make money."

"Alright then."

Cardi turned on his handheld computer. "There's a business event tomorrow night. You need to take Harry and Gwen with you. It would be best if you could secure some investment."

I've sent the relevant information to your computer; please take a look.

Then, Carter said earnestly, "If you don't work harder, the company won't last long, after all, those Spider-Man characters are coming."

After that, people's enthusiasm for superheroes declined significantly.

"I see."

Mark stared intently at the documents, but he understood perfectly.

Tomorrow night?

It seems they intend to get rid of me; they're acting stealthily.

Since that's the case...

There's plenty of time to play games tonight!

Mark plans to secure the superior-grade weapon first, as that will increase the success rate of the operation.

After all, Thor's hammer had lost a lot of its magical power in the last battle with Hulk.

It hasn't recovered yet.

He is not Thor, he has no divine power, and Mjolnir cannot unleash its full power in his hands.

The battery life is also much shorter.

This gave him a bit of a headache.

But superior-grade weapons are different.

The weapons best suited for the Witcher can only be obtained in the game.

Thinking of this, Mark lay back in his chair and closed his eyes to rest.

Let's hunt to our hearts' content tonight!

As night fell, Spider-Man swung away from Stark Tower.

Carter watched Mark's figure disappear among the skyscrapers from the floor-to-ceiling window.

"He's started his demon-hunting game." A slight smile played on her lips.

Ophelia, standing beside her, laughed and said, "What he can think of, we can think of too."

Cardin nodded. "He'll be watching us all night, so we can start our operation tonight."

"clear."

Ophelia took out the communicator, but hesitated before she could speak.

"But we can't guarantee that he won't interfere with our actions once he switches to Spider-Man form."

"Don't worry, he'll go see his princess tonight."

Carter knew everything.

The Kingdom of Ike.

"Your Highness, are you there?"

Under the cover of night, the great witcher infiltrates the royal palace.

But they found the place completely deserted.

"Strange, where are those magic mirror clones?"

Mark frowned; he had a bad feeling.

So he immediately went to King Ike's bedchamber.

Sure enough, here he discovered that King Ike was awakening the power of the legendary evil god.

"Phew~"

In the laboratory, a gentle breeze blew by, and Dr. Otto, who was busy at work, tightened his collar.

"Ruth, you need to close the window for me," he called out without turning his head.

However, no one responded to him.

He felt a chill down his spine.

He instinctively turned around and saw a familiar guy staring at him with a pair of inverted triangular eyes.

"Student, please take off your toy clothes immediately and leave this place."

Dr. Otto was getting angry.

Mark's expression changed. "Oh no, you found out."

Otto suppressed his anger. "Dude, you're so close to me, it's hard for me not to notice you."

"I see."

Mark sighed. "You knew all along that my surrender was feigned. It seems my undercover plan has failed."

"What are you talking about?" Otto realized something was wrong with this guy.

He was about to say something when Mark knocked him unconscious with a chop to the ground.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty."

He gently placed Dr. Otto on the ground, his gaze fixed on the Wings of the former Dominator.

Under the control of the magic mirror, King Ike offered all the mirror's clones to this evil creature.

No wonder it's so quiet here.

The magic mirror's plan succeeded.

The power of the evil god has been activated and has become the best weapon material.

That's a good deal for him.

Thinking it over, Mark walked up to the platform and reached out to grasp one corner of the instrument.

"Snap!"

He forcefully ripped off a mechanical arm resembling an octopus tentacle, sparks flying everywhere.

[You have obtained the Wings of the Ancient Ruler. Before the power of the evil god dissipates, please immediately go to the weapon shop to forge a weapon.]

Upon seeing this, Mark immediately carried the mechanical arm and ran towards the weapons shop.

A short while later, Dr. Otto slowly woke up.

He rubbed his sore shoulders and grumbled.

"Damn it, don't think you can do whatever you want just because you're wearing a Spider-Man suit. You think you're the real Spider-Man?"

Suddenly, he discovered the damaged artificial sun device, and his anger surged to the top of his head.

"Oh my god! Who did this?!"

He rushed forward to inspect the damaged equipment, gritting his teeth in anger.

"It seems you've become a threat to stop me from conducting my experiments."

He was both shocked and furious, but even more confident in his experiment.

"Disguising yourself as Spider-Man makes me hate Spider-Man. You underestimate me."

Dr. Otto forced himself to calm down.

Last time, Spider-Man protected him and his lab.

Therefore, he wouldn't believe that the real Spider-Man did this.

Someone must be trying to frame Spider-Man.

Dr. Otto sneered, "You clowns, I won't let hatred get to me and delay my experiments."

I am the great Otto!

He immediately began working overtime to repair his mechanical device.

Meanwhile, Spider-Man was wandering around the streets with his mechanical arm.

"Where is the weapons shop?"

On the street, Mark looked around.

He seems to be lost.

No, I remember this place.

In that direction!

Ten minutes later, Mark finally found the weapons shop.

"Hey, weapons dealer, I've brought you some good stuff."

Mark tapped on the cardboard box by the roadside.

The homeless man, who was fast asleep, heard the noise and immediately climbed out of the cardboard box.

"Oh my God, my God."

The homeless man knelt down in front of Mark, overcome with emotion.

Although Spider-Man is now ubiquitous, he will never forget Mark's voice.

He knew that the Spider-Man before him was the real God.

"Great Spider God, your followers heed your teachings."

The homeless man kept rambling on and on.

"Great God, I have recently also converted to Paladinism. I hope you will not blame me..."

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Before he could finish speaking, Mark casually tossed the robotic arm to the ground.

"Hurry up and forge me a superior-grade weapon, but I don't have any gold coins, so I'll have to pay on credit first."

He has no money at all.

The homeless man became even more agitated upon seeing this.

"Thank God for giving me such a big piece of scrap metal; I can sell it for a lot of money."

He dragged the mechanical arm with all his might, carefully covering it with cardboard, afraid that other homeless people would discover this treasure.

Seeing that the arms dealer had accepted the materials and even agreed to pay on credit, Mark finally felt relieved.

Nini can buy on credit.

Weapon dealers also offer credit.

This game is so realistic.

Soon, he received his superior weapon.

"My God, my God, please accept my loyalty."

The homeless man returned the pistol to Mark.

"God, we're out of bullets."

Mark took the pistol; the originally terrifying evil god's power had been transformed into dazzling holy light.

These are a pair of crystal-clear angel wings, radiating a divine light far surpassing that of a dragon's wings.

Wings of the Past

[Rank: Excellent Two-Star]

[Attribute: Spirit +12]

[Skills: Ancient Domination, Angel Wings.]

[Old One Domination: Consumes 5 Spirit, deals 5 Soul damage to the target, and inflicts Fear. One-hour cooldown.]

[Angel Wings: Consumes 3 stamina points per second to condense angel wings for flight, increasing flight speed by 20. No cooldown.]

Mark was very satisfied with the weapon information he had seen.

"Very good, soul damage and faster flight speed, these are exactly what I want."

With that, he hung the pistol on his waist, leaped up, and shot a burst of spider silk as he swung away.

"Phew~~"

With strong winds howling at high altitudes, Mark experienced even faster flight speeds.

At the same time, he pinpointed the location of the Kingdom of Locke.

Although he had already stolen the power of the evil god, it was impossible for it to devour all the demonic mirror clones in such a short time.

Therefore, Mark guessed that the real army of Magic Mirror clones must still be within the Kingdom of Locke, waiting for the Magic Mirror's orders at any time.

Now that he has obtained an excellent-grade weapon and his strength has increased dramatically, he naturally needs to ensure that the Kingdom of Locke is not attacked by the Magic Mirror's clone.

invasion.

In a flash, Mark, high in the air, began to call out to Bruce.

With the combination of Wings of the Old Age and Bruce, we're sure to win this time!

S.H.I.E.L.D. secret base.

In the factory, enormous machines were running, and the blue cubes within them emitted flickering light.

Nick Fury stared at the Tesseract, his brow furrowed.

"Is the crack still beyond repair?" he asked Coulson.

Coulson said helplessly, "Yes, none of our men can fix it."

Nick Fury was in a bad mood upon hearing the news.

"If it cannot be repaired, it could turn into a pile of fragments at any time, or it could explode and destroy the entire city."

He frowned and said, "It's time to move it."

He had already given up.

Coulson said, "Commander, I've made all the arrangements. We can move at any time."

"Um."

Nick Fury wanted to say a few more words, but then Natasha rushed over.

"Nick, something even worse has happened."

Natasha handed the handheld computer to the other person.

"A bunch of Spider-Men have broken in, and our men can't hold them off any longer."

"Spider-Man? A whole bunch of them?"

Nick Fury didn't believe it.

"How could those trashy imposters possibly be a match for our agents?"

"These guys are different."

Natasha said gravely, "Their strength is terrifying, their speed is incredible, and with the mobility provided by their spider silk, our people simply cannot withstand them."

Nick Fury clenched his fist. "Tell Mark to bring some men to help me. I can pay them."

"Unable to contact."

Agent Hill approached. "Judging by the time, he's playing a game right now."

"Then contact Spider-Man."

"Nick, we don't have the Witcher's contact information." Natasha looked at him like he was an idiot.

Nick Fury realized he was indeed getting a little anxious.

Since Carter stayed with Mark, his agents were no longer able to monitor him.

So he also lost track of Spider-Man.

It now seems that all of this was planned out.

Unable to obtain Bruce's power, Nick Fury believed he might be utterly defeated.

Just as he hesitated, the factory gate was suddenly pushed down with tremendous force.

"boom!"

With a loud crash, Steve, holding his shield, tumbled to the ground.

In a disheveled state, he got up and tore at the spider silk covering his body.

"Oh my god, the stuff these little cuties shoot is disgusting, it looks just like the stuff I used to play with when I was a kid..."

No, I actually started playing it in middle school.

Steve cursed and swore, and the green figure swept backward and tackled him to the ground.

"Hey Queens kid, watch out."

Steve shoved the green lizardman aside. "You're heavy, you know?"

Peter grimaced and stood up, supporting his back.

"Oh, my back... they attacked my back."

No sooner had they finished speaking than an arrow flew past them and shot straight into the swarm of spiders that were lunging at them.

"Beep beep~ Boom!!"

After an explosion, the Spider-Men who had invaded the factory were wiped out.

But soon, the Spider-Men who were affected by the explosion got back up and quickly surrounded Nick Fury and the others.

At this moment, Steve and the others stood back to back, watching the group of guys warily.

"I counted, there are twenty-three Spider-Men in total." Peter looked uneasy.

Steve's expression turned serious. "Their strength is no less than mine. Could it be that they've also been injected with the Super Soldier Serum?"

"These are bio-soldiers created using mutated spider genes, far superior to those imposters," Natasha explained.

Steve took a deep breath. "If I became Spider-Man, I could take them all on by myself."

Faust slowly walked out from the crowd.

He stared greedily at the Cosmic Cube behind the crowd.

"Give me that thing, and you can leave," he said, extending his hand.

Steve looked at him with disdain. "So it's you, you old redhead. I'll pull your pants down in a bit and let the TV crew have a good look at you."

Faust kept smiling.

"Steve Rogers, I hope you still have that foul mouth of yours later."

He waved his hand, his smile fading.

"Take them down, especially the foul-mouthed captain, tear his mouth apart!"

At his command, the Spider-Men charged at Steve and his crew without hesitation.

"Protect the Cosmic Cube!"

Nick Fury exclaimed, but neither Steve nor Peter had the extra energy.

Before long, everyone was tied up and thrown into a corner.

Faust, as the victor, took over the Cosmic Cube.

"Now, it's mine."

He laughed greedily.

Having the Cosmic Cube is like having the whole world.

From this moment on, he will no longer be at the mercy of anyone.

Including that woman!

However, the next second, as excruciating pain struck, Faust's smile froze.

He slowly lowered his head, staring wide-eyed at the horrifying bloody hole in his chest.

"How is that possible...?"

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