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Chapter 97 Deadpool's Revenge, Bruce's Doppelganger

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But she didn't expect the opportunity to come so quickly.

"Buzz~"

As she radiated holy light, Bruce's power surged into her body.

"They're here!"

Mary Jane was overjoyed, but then she discovered that the other Bruce was still there.

"Um?

She was puzzled.

Ophelia also discovered another Bruce.

"What happened?"

She believes she knows Bruce and Spider-Man well enough.

But the current situation left her feeling uncertain and bewildered.

She maneuvered her demon hunter cloak and swooped down, slowly floating above Mary Jane's head.

"An interesting little guy."

Ophelia looked at Mary Jane, who was dressed in simple battle clothes.

Mary Jane, however, thoroughly disliked this condescending attitude.

"Buzz~"

Immediately, five demon-hunting darts appeared in his palm.

"Get down!"

"Clang clang clang..."

Ophelia also released her Demonbane Darts. The holy darts collided back and forth in mid-air, sparks flying as two figures radiating holy light soared into the sky, colliding and intersecting repeatedly.

For a time, the two fought fiercely for dozens of rounds, with no clear winner.

The commotion quickly attracted the attention of passersby.

"Look, it's holy light!"

"No, not paladins, but two women."

"They started fighting..."

At Stark Tower, Tony stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, staring at the scene with great surprise.

"Jarvis, can you confirm for me if those two are Bruce?" he asked.

"Yes, sir."

Jarvis briefly analyzed the results, "Sir, after comparison, the wavelengths of the two people's holy light match Bruce's in the database by 99%, and the data such as the holy light darts and the demon hunter cloak are also extremely close. It can be preliminarily determined that the two people have temporarily possessed Bruce's power."

"Um?

Tony frowned. "Is Spider-Man's game bugged?"

That's the only explanation he could give.

From his office downstairs, Carter also saw the scene in the night sky outside his window.

"Besides Ophelia, there's Bruce too?"

Carter sensed something was wrong.

But Mark thinks this is normal.

On the nearby street, there's a GG sign.

Ignoring the gasps of passersby, Mark raised his hand and swiped the game interface in front of him.

Bruce has successfully fused 100 units of Shadow Power!

Bruce's attributes have been improved.

Overall Strength +10, Overall Defense +10...

【The Demonhound: Bruce】

[Level: Dangerous]

[Attributes: Overall Strength 31, Overall Defense 31, Overall Speed 30, Spirit 25, Stamina 2000, Health 2200.]

Bruce has activated a new skill!

[Shadow Clone (Level 1): Consumes 1 Spirit and 30 Stamina per second to activate a Shadow Clone. The clone's strength is equal to the original, and there is no cooldown.]

Current number of Shadow Clones: 1

Mark nodded in satisfaction upon seeing this.

Bruce's overall attributes broke through 30. Although he did not advance, his strength increased significantly.

With the addition of the Shadow Clone, its overall strength has almost tripled.

Strangely, Bruce seemed overly excited.

"Hey Bruce, stop playing around, we need to start our demon-hunting adventure." He shouted at Bruce, who was playing with his clone.

As soon as Mark finished speaking, Mary Jane's body began to glow with an unpredictable, radiant light.

Bruce's mental attribute is only 25 points, which means he can only maintain the clone's activity time for 25 seconds.

Mary Jane's expression changed upon realizing something was wrong. Before she could find a place to rest, the holy light around her suddenly vanished.

No, no...

Mary Jane, having lost her Bruce powers, fell from the sky, about to be smashed into a pulp.

"How can I just die like this!"

Driven by a strong will to survive, Mary Jane once again gained Bruce's power.

Ophelia, having lost Bruce's power, plummeted rapidly.

Fortunately, a figure leaped out of the building and caught her, landing safely on the ground.

"How are you?" Carter put Ophelia on the ground.

Ophelia showed no sign of panic.

She turned to look at Bruce, who was following Spider-Man away, her eyes smiling.

"Bruce is getting more and more interesting."

Carter frowned slightly. "Spider-Man's abilities evolving again might not be a good thing for us."

Ophelia said nonchalantly, "Perhaps it's not a bad thing."

But the prerequisite is that he has to always be Spider-Man.

Cardi nodded. "That's right."

She told Ophelia, "You have to get rid of anyone who might want to tell him the truth."

"Then this task is going to be very tricky."

Ophelia said, "S.H.I.E.L.D., and his family, friends, and Iron Man..."

That's not what I meant.

Carter said seriously, "Wanting to tell him the truth but not being able to tell him the truth is not the same as deliberately telling him the truth."

"Okay, I understand."

Ophelia laughed and said, "It's better for all of us if Spider-Man stays where he is."

Meanwhile, the great Witcher leads Bruce through the forest, searching for clues about the demon.

A nightmare dragon lurks beneath Shadow Fiend's stronghold, something he can't easily exploit in his current state.

So he had no choice but to give up on this terrible demon.

With that in mind, Mark headed straight for the Kingdom of Teach.

That's the territory of the Fallen Witchers; perhaps you can hunt down one or two lone demons there.

Sure enough, just as Mark was about to step into the Kingdom of Teach, a dark red figure blocked his way.

Undying Demon Servant

[Level: Dangerous]

[Description: A corrupted demon hunter tainted by the Undying Blood Demon. Killing him may grant a bonus to your health.]

Hell's Kitchen, Third Street alley.

Thunder rumbled, and the rain grew heavier.

Amidst the torrential rain, a mysterious man carrying two swords blocked Spider-Man's path.

The mysterious figure was dressed in a red, tight-fitting battle suit, with black leather armor adorning his shoulders and waist.

His pale eyes were surrounded by dark circles resembling those of a panda.

It looked somewhat comical, but in this thunderstorm, with flashes of lightning, it was rather eerie.

Mary Jane instinctively hid behind Mark.

She tugged at Mark's sleeve and said timidly, "Let's go somewhere else!"

Her goal was to show herself in front of the public alongside Spider-Man, not to fight this strange-looking guy.

She had already sensed that the other party's intentions were not good.

Mark shook off Bruce's hand. "Bruce, don't lick my hand. Your saliva stinks."

Mary Jane:

The mysterious man opposite him slowly drew his twin swords, his words filled with deep resentment.

"My old buddy, do you want to know what I've become?"

As they were speaking, a flash of lightning disappeared in an instant.

Deadpool leaped into the air, his twin blades slicing through the raindrops as he slashed down at Mark's head.

"Singing~"

"Sizzle~"

The Dragon-Slaying Sword gleamed with a cold light, its blood-red aura rising, and the spider silk that Mark shot out was shredded by the twin blades.

"What?"

The Dragon Slayer Sword was violently knocked away, and Mark was unable to use any related skills. Without hesitation, he hid behind Bruce.

"Bruce, protect me."

Mary Jane: "!!!!"

She quickly flicked her wrist and fired five demon-hunting darts.

"Buzz~"

"Pfft pfft pfft..."

The demon-hunting darts flashed and shot out, and as the twin blades vibrated, the remaining three demon-hunting darts all pierced Deadpool's chest.

"It's a success!"

Mary Jane breathed a sigh of relief.

But the next moment, Deadpool, undeterred by his injuries, continued his attack with both swords, striking Mary Jane's shoulder with undiminished force.

The sound of metal clashing echoed through the alley, while the sacred armor perfectly withstood the damage.

Before Mary Jane could retaliate, Deadpool had already bypassed Bruce and headed straight for Spider-Man.

"Answer me, Spider-Man, do you want to know how I've been these past few days?"

Deadpool roared and lunged at Spider-Man, who could barely defend himself.

"boom!!"

The wind howled and the raindrops exploded.

Deadpool's body slammed into the wall like a rag doll.

"Bruce, protect me!" Mark screamed.

Mary Jane:

"Clang~~"

Just as she was about to complain, Deadpool, who had crashed into the wall, twisted violently and arched backward like a zombie, his bones cracking all over.

"Click click..."

"Boom!"

Amidst flashes of lightning, Deadpool, rising from the rubble like a demon crawling out of hell, constantly assaulted Mary Jane's senses.

Oh no...

Mary Jane was so frightened by this scene that she backed away repeatedly.

She shielded Mark in front of her, her legs trembling and her scalp tingling uncontrollably.

"Oh my god... what the hell is that...?"

Her face turned deathly pale, and she could no longer bear the bizarre scene. Without hesitation, she abandoned Mark and fled the scene.

"Bruce!!"

The undead servant successfully scared Bruce away, and Mark cried out in despair in the alley.

"Click click...."

The undead demon servants attacked again.

"You never considered me a friend. You didn't even look for me when I was being burned to death!!"

Deadpool screamed in agony, then leaped forward and slashed with his twin swords.

Mark had no time to dodge.

"Sizzle~"

As he raised his hand, the blade sparked against his palm before being firmly gripped.

Wade was unable to draw his sword.

Mark screamed in terror.

"No, these corrupted witchers are terrifying! I can't take it anymore, Bruce!!"

Ignoring Spider-Man's performative personality, Wade forcefully pressed down with his twin swords.

In the pouring rain, he gazed at Spider-Man, who was so close to him.

"Boom!"

Lightning flashed across the sky, and in the brief white light, the ugly face covered with burn marks was reflected in the inverted triangular lens.

"That's why I hate you. You're the one who made me this way!"

Wade roared, his pale white eyes even more chilling.

Mark's legs were slightly bent, unable to withstand the wrath of the fallen witcher.

"Wait, buddy, I'm not hunting demons anymore, please let me go this time..."

"Hey, are you even listening to me?!"

"I just took the wrong turn, bro, don't be impulsive... Hah, take this!"

Holy Light Impact!

Mark seized the opportunity to launch a sneak attack; his seemingly ordinary fist swept past the twin swords and struck Wade in the chest.

"puff!"

The fist, like a drill, pierced through Wade's armor and flesh, going right through him.

The excruciating pain made Wade grit his teeth and roar in anger.

"Fuck you, Mark, you have no heart!"

He released his twin swords and lunged at Mark without regard for his own safety.

He will use all his strength to make Spider-Man regret it.

He regretted that he had the ability to save him during the explosion.

I regret forgetting him during those days.

They regretted letting him be taken away by a mysterious organization, where he underwent horrific human experiments, ultimately turning him into a monster that was neither human nor ghost.

Regret turned him into a servant of death.

All of this is because of Spider-Man!

Spider-Man is the reason he turned out this way.

It's Spider-Man...

"Big brother, I was wrong."

Suddenly, Mark offered a sincere apology.

This caused Wade to pause in his movements.

The sound of rain gradually subsided, and water droplets continued to slide off their battle suits.

Wade asked incredulously, "What did you say?"

"I was wrong."

Mark's tone was full of sincerity.

"I was wrong, please forgive me."

"you....

At that moment, Wade stumbled backward.

"What did you say...?"

"I said, I was wrong."

Mark also stepped back slightly.

If you can't beat them, you have to admit defeat.

This is the survival rule of the Witcher.

It's useless against demons, but even a fallen witcher is still human.

As the saying goes, you can't hit someone who's smiling.

This should be useful for the Witcher.

Yes, it will definitely be useful.

The undead servant gradually lost its bloody aura, and its eyes became clear.

"Waaaah, Mark, I knew you'd apologize to me."

Wade clenched his fist in excitement, his expression a mixture of laughter and tears.

"Haha, since you know you're wrong, I'll reluctantly forgive you."

He went up to Spider-Man, put his arm around him, and casually stuffed the protruding intestines back into his stomach.

"Hey buddy, don't mind me, I've had a little accident lately."

He wiped the blood off his hands. "I originally wanted to kill you, but you apologized first. This is the last time."

By the way, that girl from earlier was pretty good, your new Bruce?

Oh, I'm so envious of you. Actually, I also want to have a blues, but I don't know what a blues is. Can you tell me?

Hey, don't be so reserved, I'm not going to eat you.

On the contrary, if you want to eat me, I might let you try. I'm not dead right now; losing an arm or a leg is no problem at all. You can try it first...

In the lair of the Undead servants, Mark felt his stomach churning when faced with the Fallen Witcher's invitation to a hot pot feast.

He wanted to vomit, but he was afraid that the other party would suddenly attack and hurt him.

He can't beat this guy.

Just as the Fallen Witcher was warmly welcoming him, Mark suddenly remembered his life-saving skill.

"Teleport!"

He immediately shouted, startling Wade.

"Hey buddy, what's wrong?"

Looking at Spider-Man with his head hanging low, Wade felt a pang of disappointment.

Spider-Man is no longer in the story.

Seeing Spider-Man silently get up and leave.

Wade removed his mask, revealing a burned face.

He went to the mirror, touched his face, and looked at himself strangely.