Godslayer in the Marvel Universe

Chapter 27 An Unbearable Responsibility

Ang's ingenious insistence is to make Peter become Spider-Man "according to history".

He knew he was exaggerating, of course. If zombie heroes from the zombie universe could come over, it wasn't impossible for a Spider-Man army from multiple parallel universes to come.

The thought of the three Spider-Men on screen together in Spider-Man: No Man's Return turning into a scene of chaos made him feel uneasy. Wouldn't it have been better to add a Peter Parker Spider beforehand?

That's why he secretly sneaked into Gwen's room, and after luckily discovering that the mutated spider was still alive, he chose to lure Peter from this world to the past.

Everything is a choice made by the Gate of Destiny!

However, giving the Lance sisters some kind of extraordinary bloodline enhancement is already on Ang's agenda.

This merged world is too damn dangerous. It seems that ordinary people like them, who mainly rely on martial arts, are practically cannon fodder by the middle stages. Fortunately, given the relationship between Ang and Tony, if things really get desperate, they can always get a couple of Iron Man suits for them to use for self-defense.

As someone with "money power," if I don't have any ruthless skills, I'll just go for technology.

Over there, Gwen was distraught. She was simply acting on her researcher's instincts, collecting the remains of the mutated spider that Peter had killed, freezing them, and then she became visibly conflicted.

After giving her mother a perfunctory answer, she returned to her room and kept talking to herself:

"Damn it! That idiot! How did he get into this mess?"

"Haven't he caused me enough trouble already?"

"What if he becomes Spider-Man too?"

"Should I ask him to join me for a meal?"

"No, no, no, that won't do! That guy is a bit unreliable."

After a very conflicted dinner, Gwen decided to pretend to go back to her room to study, and then sneak out to find Parker.

Wearing the black and white Spider-Woman suit, the headgear with huge eye patterns might seem ridiculous to others, but it effectively concealed Gwen's face.

First, she went to Peter's room as usual, but he wasn't there. Gwen then began to spread her senses and search for Parker.

She was right; Peter did indeed begin to mutate on the bus.

Suddenly awakened from an unexpected slumber, Peter jumped onto the roof of the car with a start, immediately causing a commotion on the vehicle. Forced to flee in a state of extreme panic, he got out and hid in an abandoned factory.

Amazed by his own transformation, Peter begins to study Spider-Man's various abilities, such as the tiny barbs that can extend from his fingers, allowing him to climb walls perpendicular to the ground with ease, and the webs that shoot from his wrists...

"My God! Isn't this Spider-Woman's ability? Could it be... Gwen is Spider-Woman!?" Overjoyed, Peter easily grasped the truth of the matter.

While Peter was ecstatic about gaining new abilities and escaping his boring, depressing, and weak position, Gwen suddenly made a discovery.

"Clatter!"

The crisp sound of bricks being struck not far behind her caught Gwen's attention.

Gwen suddenly turned around and tentatively asked in a low voice, "Peter?"

This is the rooftop of an abandoned factory, and the only iron staircase leading up here has long since broken due to disrepair. Gwen doesn't think an ordinary person could climb up here.

Similarly, Gwen wouldn't mistake the sound of Spider-Man's webs sticking to the stone wall.

Through the apex of a triangle, Gwen heard faint footsteps.

Gwen, hands on her hips, said somewhat irritably to her childhood friend behind the roof, "Peter! I don't know how to tell you this. It was all an accident. I got bitten by that mutated spider, and this is what happened. Now it looks like you're in the same boat... I don't know what will happen to us in the future, or whether this power is safe. Anyway, let's investigate together."

"Gwen..." Although Peter's voice was hoarse and had a very unsettling, eerie quality, there was no doubt that it was Peter's voice.

Peter's charade annoyed Gwen. She put her hands on her hips and raised her voice, "What are you doing? Are you blaming me? Even if I hid the spider, are you not at fault? In the end, it's your fault for entering my room! That's a girl's private room! Privacy! Privacy! Don't you understand? Don't blame me for you getting bitten."

There was no answer, only very strange panting sounds.

The feeling was as if Peter were pulling a bellows with a huge hole in it.

"Hey Peter! If you have something to say, talk to me face-to-face today. The responsibility is split 10/90, uh, no, at most 20/80. You take 20%, I take 80%!"

At that moment, Gwen unsurprisingly saw Peter's messy hair sticking out from the roof.

For some reason, Gwen felt something was off.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

That was her heart pounding so hard it couldn't be calmed!

"Snap!" The next second, a hand wrapped in a red spiderweb-like glove rested on the steel frame of the roof, but this hand gave Gwen a very stiff and rigid feeling.

Peter poked his head out slightly, and it was indeed his face, that big forehead; Gwen couldn't possibly be mistaken.

"Peter, what's going on? Did your mutation go wrong?" Gwen's heart skipped a beat.

She was a little anxious. If she succeeded in the mutation while her childhood sweetheart failed, she would never forgive herself.

Even though every one of her senses was sending her warning signals, the intense guilt still made her lean closer, almost irrationally.

"Peter! I..."

"Gwen..." If Peter's murmured call just now had some warmth to it, his hoarse voice now had the illusion of coming from a starving hell.

Gwen suddenly froze: No! This isn't an illusion! He seems to want to eat me!?

Her nerves tensed instantly, and she immediately stopped, standing five steps away from Peter.

A night breeze blew in, carrying a thick, fishy stench. Gwen's pupils suddenly contracted to their maximum size.

Something is wrong!

Something's definitely wrong with this Peter!

Even though the light was dim, thanks to Spider-Man's night vision, Gwen finally saw clearly how something was wrong with Peter.

He was not only on all fours, but also lying prone against the roof, with his chest almost touching the roof, like a real spider.

The key issue is that his face is rotting!

It wasn't the kind of situation where chunks of flesh had just fallen off his face after being exposed to poisonous gas; the rotting area had clearly been there for a long time, and there was even something resembling moss growing on his broken cheek.

He lost his nose, leaving a horrifying triangular hole in the center of his face.

When the remaining half of her face, still bearing some skin, came into Gwen's view, she finally couldn't help but scream.

"ah--"

After all, Gwen was just a high school student not long ago. She had only dealt with some ordinary thugs who robbed people on the streets. She had never seen a real monster.

Overwhelmed by extreme tension and fear, she screamed uncontrollably.

Taking advantage of her momentary lapse in concentration, the zombie Peter pounced on her.

As she reacted and leaned back and sideways to dodge, the other's pungent, foul-smelling claws had already grabbed her hood.

"Sizzle!"

Gwen was incredibly grateful that the clothes she had sewn herself weren't of very good quality; not only was the entire hood torn, but a large piece of clothing behind her left shoulder blade was also ripped off.

Not only that, this horrible Peter also retaliated with a grab.

Gwen pushed off the ground with a jolt, flying into the air in the blink of an eye, thus avoiding being ripped open by a claw.

Gwen's eyes widened—he really wanted to kill me!?

Fear! Confusion! Heartbreak!

Countless complex thoughts surged into my mind at the same time.

If it weren't for the fear of dying because she couldn't judge Peter's movements, Gwen would never have wanted to stare at her childhood friend's rotting face.

"Peter, I... I'm sorry! That..." Gwen apologized abruptly.

But the opponent's attacks were relentless, each strike faster than the last, and before long, Gwen felt like she couldn't breathe.

Left with no other choice, Gwen used her right hand to shoot out a web, throwing herself out of the air.

No matter what happened to Peter, she had to leave first.

Just then, two clumps of spider silk flew over, and after three "slap slap slap" sounds, the most incredible thing happened—one of the clumps of spider silk blocked Gwen's attempt to touch the spider silk on the opposite building, while the other two clumps hit Gwen's left and right hands in mid-air, completely blocking Gwen's ability to shoot spider silk.

You know, Gwen was sent flying!

"Ah—" Gwen screamed and fell down.

This is the fourth floor!

Gwen did her best to adjust her posture in mid-air and land on a trash can.

"Bang!"

The sharp pain in her back almost knocked her down.

It was entirely through sheer willpower that she managed to struggle to her feet and run away!

No one knows Spider-Man better than Spider-Man himself.

By preventing her from shooting spider webs, the zombie Peter effectively shut down her ability to escape quickly.

Gwen knew that ordinary people were no match for Spider-Man, and she needed to find an ally, someone powerful enough to take him down.

Her first thought was Iron Man, because he was the only superhero in all of New York who publicly revealed his identity.

However, Tony seems to be in his Florida mansion right now?

Before she could think any further, several more clumps of spider silk flew over.

She narrowly escaped, only to find that the zombie Peter, using Spider-Man's high mobility, was swinging between the buildings behind her and chasing after her.

Gwen frantically grabbed anything she could and threw it at the zombie Peter's back, but it was no use at all.

Gwen activated her full senses and finally found a powerful aura for her.

Without caring about anything else, Gwen ran wildly through the entire abandoned block and finally reached the open space.

"Well?"

"Um?"

It was a burly, bald man with a goatee and a pale face, sporting a striking red lightning bolt tattoo.

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(End of this chapter)