Godslayer in the Marvel Universe

Chapter 28: Spider-Man Tears Apart Zombies (Krae's Version)

The scene was both bizarre and comical—the shirtless, bald giant in front of them didn't look like a normal person at all. Coincidentally, Gwen was dressed as Spider-Woman, looking exactly like a princess who had escaped from a masquerade ball, while a zombie named Peter Parker was chasing her high in the sky.

Everyone is in a situation where they can't explain the relationship in just a few words.

Gwen didn't know if the powerful person she had intuitively identified would help her.

All she could do was scream in a terrified, distorted voice, "Help! That monster behind me wants to eat me!"

If she could, she really didn't want to call her childhood sweetheart a monster, but he had turned into a zombie, so what else could he be but a monster?

The bald, burly man slightly raised his head, a hint of surprise flashing across his furrowed brows, before he made his decision: "Spider-Woman and a zombie spider? An interesting combination... I'll help!"

After saying that, he took a red Molotov cocktail canister from behind his waist and threw it into an empty corner.

"Whoa!"

The terrifying flames shot up three meters high.

As a talented woman, Gwen immediately realized that the other party wanted her to burn off the spider silk on her hands.

"No, how did you know...?"

Spider silk is afraid of fire! Even the special spider silk that Spider-Man shoots cannot withstand temperatures of over 1,000 degrees Celsius for long before melting away.

This is a secret that Gwen discovered through her own testing. How could this bald, big man know it?

Gwen suddenly felt like she had just escaped one danger only to fall into another.

Before she could react, the bald, burly man had already passed her and pounced on the zombie Peter behind her.

"This was originally meant to be a gift to you." The burly man's deep, teasing voice made Gwen's heart race even faster.

With a determined look, Gwen rushed forward and placed her silken hand near the raging flames...

Over here, the one wearing Kratos's suit is naturally Ang.

Compared to Gwen, he had as many complaints as the stars in the sky.

What the hell? It's another zombie universe thing? When will this ever end?

I always feel like whenever he gets close to a female hero, a zombie hero appears next to him.

Not only did he encounter hero monsters, but he also encountered agility-type heroes, which he least wanted to fight.

Spider-Man is the pinnacle of agility among heroes; even if his agility is reduced due to his zombification, it won't be by much.

When he really doesn't want to be hit, it's very difficult for him to get hit.

Not wanting to see Gwen get bitten to death, Ang came almost reluctantly after receiving the news, without bringing the Lance sisters. After all, if he couldn't hit them, the Lance sisters would be even less likely to hit the little spider. Bringing them would only be a burden.

Over there, seeing that Ang was actually standing up for Gwen, the zombie Peter stopped.

"Shrimp—" That was a threatening sound like that of a feline.

When Peter clung to the exterior wall of an abandoned house, head down and feet up, the way he turned his head and stared at you was incredibly frightening.

In his murky eyes was a fierce glint of extreme hunger, and even without opening his mouth, the mere grinding of his teeth exuded a terrifying aura.

"Gwen...is mine...only I can eat her..."

The eerie voice sent chills down Gwen's spine, and she felt an urge to burst into tears and run away.

To everyone's surprise, the burly man chuckled and tilted his head, saying, "The dead should go to hell, don't climb up here and scare people. Good women are meant to be enjoyed by the living!"

Clearly, Ang had angered the zombie Peter.

As soon as he finished speaking, the zombie Peter's entire body, like a spring that had been compressed to its limit and then rebounded, suddenly lunged forward.

So fast!

It was so fast that it almost exceeded the limits of Ang's perception.

In his field of vision, he could only see a red and blue shadow rushing towards him.

All Ang could do was instinctively dodge to the side.

He had pushed his speed to the limit, but could only barely manage to force the grab away.

With a "crack," the two figures passed each other.

The zombie Peter, charging with such ferocity, almost reached Ang's skin, but alas, it was just a hair's breadth away.

Peter spun around in the air several times, scraping the ground like a spinning top.

Gwen noticed from afar that Spider-Man's tiny barbs, which he used to extend only from his fingertips to help him climb walls, were now at least two centimeters long—terrifying claws.

She couldn't help but feel worried for the bald man. She gritted her teeth and moved her arms, covered in spider silk, closer to the fire.

Over there, zombie Peter seemed quite annoyed at his inability to land a blow. He lay sprawled on the ground, head held high, and let out a beast-like roar.

"Aww—"

Seemingly noticing that the spider silk on Gwen's hand was melting away and that she would be free in no time, the zombie Peter was very dissatisfied. He actually abandoned Ang and turned to pounce on Gwen.

"Hmm?" Ang noticed a small pattern. It seemed that the heroes from the zombie universe had a strange obsession with another 'self'?

Faced with Peter's lunge, Gwen gritted her teeth and plunged her hands into the blazing flames.

"Sizzle!"

For an ordinary person, such flames would at least cause burns. Spider-Man, however, possesses superhuman regenerative abilities; he can simply eat a few chicken legs to recover.

Gwen looked quite miserable; her once fair arms were now charred black. Despite the burning pain in her hands, Gwen, now free, managed to dodge Parker's fatal blow by shooting spider silk onto the wall and suddenly pulled herself back to Ang's side.

The three of them stood facing each other from a distance, forming an acute-angled triangle.

"Hey! Spiderwoman, do you have any ideas? He's too fast, I can't catch him."

The implication is that they must lure the zombie Peter into close combat, otherwise this will never end.

He runs, I chase?

Just kidding! I can't even see the taillights.

Gwen heard this and, for some reason, felt a sense of familiarity with the big man.

The other person seemed to know her and Peter very well?

Never mind! This means that the Han Dynasty is at least an ally for now.

Gwen gritted her teeth: "He's after me."

Smart people speak well: if one says they can't catch me, it means they'll kill me if I get close; if another says they're coming at me, it means I'm going to sell myself.

The two completed a tactical plan in an instant.

"Roar!" Zombie Peter seemed a little angry at the two's behavior. He flicked his arm, and the long spider silk stuck to a large trash can that could be seen everywhere on the streets of New York City.

Driven by his violent strength, the large trash can, weighing hundreds of kilograms, traced a fast and long arc in mid-air before crashing down on Ang.

Somewhat to Gwen's surprise, the big man was more agile than she had imagined. With a quick duck and sidestep, the trash can flew past him, and the debris that exploded behind him didn't even touch him because of his movement.

Gwen didn't hesitate any longer and rushed towards the big man: "Grab my hand."

Ang embraced her slender waist.

"What are you doing!?"

"That's incredibly grotesque," said the zombie Peter.

Not only was his wife stolen, but he even tried to commit adultery in front of his husband?

Uncle can tolerate this, but Aunt cannot!

Zombie Peter is going a little crazy.

When you go crazy, you're prone to using excessive force.

His pounce was so fierce that even Gwen was momentarily stunned.

With only five meters to go, those rotting claws would be within reach of Gwen. For Spider-Man's speed, that would be the blink of an eye.

At this critical moment, Ang suddenly threw out two red jars.

It's all gone!

Even in his berserk state, the zombie Peter remained incredibly agile. He simply shifted his body slightly to the side, his exaggerated speed undiminished.

He hadn't expected that the two incendiary bombs had their triggers pulled beforehand.

His speed was perfectly calculated, and the incendiary bomb exploded just as it grazed his body.

"Whoa—"

The raging flames instantly engulfed Parker.

Flames!

This is definitely the last thing Spider-Man wants to face.

Even in multiple parallel universes, Spider-Man has the experience of rushing into fires to save people. It's undeniable that fires severely hinder Spider-Man's performance.

To Gwen's horror, the bald, burly man in front of her did not retreat but advanced, taking advantage of the moment when the zombie Peter was stunned by the flames, and pounced on him.

This is a military incendiary bomb that uses thermite.

A temperature of 4,000 degrees Celsius can easily destroy an armored vehicle.

Just as the zombie Peter was engulfed in flames, a size 45 foot rapidly expanded in his field of vision.

you……

Have you ever seen a "foot technique" that falls from the sky?

It's not a Spartan kick, but it's even better than a Spartan kick!

Like a giant fireball, zombie Peter was sent flying backward, crashing straight into a nearby abandoned building.

Ultimately, regardless of the version of Spider-Man, his health bar is the same. He has superhuman regenerative abilities, but his physique is still within the realm of ordinary people. As soon as he takes a hit, his combat power is immediately greatly reduced.

Ang had no intention of watching the show. He stomped his foot, and the force was so great that even the bricks and stones of the street shattered on the spot.

He transformed into a cannonball from the Age of Exploration, chasing Peter into the ruins.

"Ah! I'm going to eat you..." Peter, a zombie resembling a demon from hell, roared.

Unexpectedly, two oddly shaped titanium alloy curved blades appeared as if by magic.

"Thud!" The sharp sword pinned the zombie Peter against a thick beam.

The next second, a tremendous force came...

When Gwen entered, she was shocked to see this incredibly strong man tearing Peter's limbs off his decaying body.

(End of this chapter)