Marvel's Death Merchant

Eddie Brock was startled; he hadn't sensed anyone beside him at all. And this person didn't look like a good person. He was a handsome, yellow-skinned young man with a cold expression and blood-red eyes. His all-black attire suggested he was either an assassin or a member of the underworld—something sinister.

In the original Spider-Man 3 movie, Peter Parker successfully removed the Venom suit by ringing the church bells, a fact Tang Tian happened to know. Although this world now has enemies from The Amazing Spider-Man, Tang Tian didn't care since they were all Marvel villains. He had a plan to replicate the comic book terrorist organization 'Dark Avengers,' a dark organization distinct from the 'Avengers.' Tang Tian planned to replace Spider-Man with Lin Fenghan, Iron Man with Harry Potter (the Green Goblin), and provide the equipment himself. The Hulk's replacement would be a newly replicated mutated Hulk with a mixture of blood from the 'Abomination,' the T-virus, and the Green Goblin serum. Thor's replacement would be Electro, a powerful lightning monster, and Captain America's replacement would be Magneto. He would also add Sandman, Extremis, Albert Wesker, Alexia, and others to form a powerful 'Dark Avengers.' Of course, Tang Tian also wanted to find the 'Mandarin,' a powerful figure with 'Ten Rings' and magical abilities, to join him, but he hadn't found him yet. However, everything was going according to plan.

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"Who are you?" Eddie Brock asked in terror.

"I am..." Lin Fenghan slowly approached Eddie Brock, his black and red tentacles piercing into Eddie Brock's stomach. Lin Fenghan then opened a gash in Eddie Brock's chest—the mutated part of the G-virus. It had devoured all of Eddie Brock's life energy, including his DNA. However, judging from the Marvel comics, Eddie Brock eventually possessed the powerful 'Anti-Venom,' but Lin Fenghan dealt with him early on; he was unlucky, to say the least.

After Lin Fenghan finished devouring, he heard the church bells ringing "dong... dong... dong," and then slowly walked forward.

Lin Fenghan arrived at the foot of the giant clock. Looking at the clock, which kept ringing, or perhaps at Peter Parker, Spider-Man, standing opposite it—this unlucky fellow who had encountered four formidable bosses in three days.

At this moment, the idiotic Spider-Man Peter Parker was taking advantage of the bell's effect on the Venom suit to peel it off. In the darkness, several tentacles flared around Peter, making him look ferocious and terrifying. However, to make matters worse, he abandoned this ally who could have helped him fight Electro; Venom was the first enemy he faced...

After Electro's defeat, he unexpectedly gained a powerful ally, but even Peter Parker did not expect that Venom had the ability to negatively influence people, which is why he abandoned this ally.

"Ah..." Peter clenched his fist, ripped the venom off his left hand, and tossed it aside. Then he reached both hands behind his back, grabbed the venom suit, and pulled hard.

"Dong... Dong... Dong," the bells rang continuously as Peter slowly removed the Venom suit. Despite their constant hissing sounds, they could not change their fate.

Finally, Peter successfully removed the Venom suit, which had fought alongside him for so long, and slowly descended the stairs.

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Spider-Man removed his terrifying Venom suit, which was now slowly falling in front of Lin Fenghan. Lin Fenghan's blood-red eyes were filled with excitement. Venom seemed to sense the power of the person beside it; a small piece of Venom split off and fell onto Lin Fenghan. Instantly, as if alive, it split into several tentacles, tightly binding to Lin Fenghan's body. Alien creatures, having lost their original parasites, needed even more powerful ones to continue their survival, and Lin Fenghan, the ultimate embodiment of darkness, was now the perfect candidate.

Chapter 491 The Complete Dream (24)

The 'venom' transformed into black tentacles, which, like venomous snakes, joined together with Lin Fenghan. The air seemed to turn icy cold, and the rainwater on the houses outside froze.

After the new 'Venom' suit fully formed on Lin Fenghan's body, Lin Fenghan became like the primordial darkness, undetectable without high-tech equipment. At this moment, black tentacles extended from Lin Fenghan's body, forming a jet-black weapon wreathed in black flames in his hand. With a gentle wave, everything within a 200-meter radius vanished instantly, leaving only the remaining black flames on the ground. Lin Fenghan walked through the streets like a demon from hell, transforming 'Venom' into various powerful melee weapons as he went. Lin Fenghan felt that he was now a hundred times stronger than before, and the fusion of darkness with darkness ultimately formed the ultimate darkness.

After testing the strength of various cold weapons, Lin Fenghan raised his arm, and a jet-black thread immediately shot out from the new 'Venom' suit, sticking to the stairs at the top. Then Lin Fenghan ascended into the sky. After obtaining 'Venom', a new demon, 'Demon Slayer', was born.

Manhattan in New York City is known as one of the world's most bustling cities, and the Manhattan borough, located in the heart of New York, is the epitome of prosperity. Suddenly, as if space itself had been disrupted, an uninvited guest appeared.

The U.S. Department of Homeland Security and Strategy, commonly known as S.H.I.E.L.D., had a black, one-eyed man staring intently at the screen, while a large group of people around him busied themselves, as if something incredible had happened.

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom..." Hundreds of enormous hands, like brooms, crushed all nearby buildings in Manhattan, New York City, to dust. Nick Fury's expression was more solemn than ever before. Countless mountain-sized giant hands slowly rose, ascending from the waist covered by a burlap skirt to the bulging muscles of the abdomen and... then a hideous, resolute-looking, yellow-bearded savage appeared, surrounded by countless massive hands swaying around his head.

Meanwhile, Tang Tian stared at the scene before him, his jaw dropping. His eyes were filled with disbelief. Yes, this monster was the Hundred-Handed Giant from ancient Greek mythology. Its size was no smaller than Atlas, and perhaps even greater. The countless arms that stretched out from its back were far more magnificent and incomparable to Atlas's. This was the legendary son of Mother Earth, who could uproot a hundred mountains to attack simultaneously in battle, and was ultimately released by Zeus from Tartarus to end the war between the Titans and the gods.

Tang Tian understood. It was normal for such a monster to appear in this dimension. In the history of the 'Former Iron Empire,' the founder of the empire had dealt with such a monster once. It could be said that in the Marvel dimension, this giant was no weaker than Thanos, and as a super monster that could easily travel through time, it could certainly ignore most of the power of the Infinity Stones.

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At this point, the superhero contingent had already formed an incomplete Avengers, Justice League, Fantastic Four, and other groups, along with some superheroes and mutants who came to help. On the villainous side, Tang Tian decisively dispatched his newly formed 'Dark Avengers,' the Shadow Force, anti-Hulk mechs, a Hulk army of clones, and the Extremis virus Spider-Man army. In the sky and in space, there were also numerous 'space-based weapons.' To obtain the monster's genes, Tang Tian had practically used all his resources. As for the villains who had also come, including Doctor Doom and the Mandarin, Tang Tian didn't care. "Come on, the more people come, the richer the gene collection will be." Of course, Tang Tian had also prepared ten 1-billion-ton nuclear weapons specifically for dealing with this super-powerful monster.

Superman, the fastest of all, had already reached the Hundred-Armed Giant at lightning speed. His countless steel fists rained down on the giant's entire body. Each punch possessed the power of an armor-piercing bullet, but it was utterly ineffective against the monster's indestructible body. Then, something utterly astonishing happened: shimmering magical patterns began to appear on the Hundred-Armed Giant's body. Gradually, chaotic magical energies—thunderbolts, flowing water, flames, earth, hurricanes, and more—began to emanate from its countless giant hands.

Superman was unfortunately blasted hundreds of meters away by a bolt of lightning. The other superheroes behind him were also forced back by various elemental energies. Seeing Superman instantly defeated, everyone was astonished but still launched an attack. A figure dressed in red, blue, and white continuously used a shield to defend against the dangerous attacks of the extradimensional giant. Tony Stark relentlessly attacked from the sky with particle cannons and small missiles mounted on his body, but with little effect. The Hulk was also repeatedly blasted away... At this moment, everyone understood the monster's purpose. The Hundred-Armed Giant of the New York City area produced a sky-blue cube radiating boundless energy, then casually swallowed the energy from the Hundred-Armed Giant's body, further strengthening itself.

After absorbing the elemental magic, the Hundred-Armed Giant began rapidly unleashing its elemental power, countless giant hands pushing out simultaneously. Suddenly, chaotic whirlwinds erupted from the Hundred-Armed Giant's hands. Wind, fire, rain, lightning, and earth—all elements—were swept into this massive whirlwind, and this raging chaotic hurricane attacked the various superheroes who were attacking it.

Just as the Hundred-Handed Giant was launching an attack on the superheroes.

The muffled sounds of fighter jet machine guns rang out continuously, and at the same time, more than 20 troops were mobilized. Before us were American soldiers fully armed with more advanced M4A1 rifles and individual equipment, along with tens of thousands of tanks and armored vehicles.

"Sir. The longbow [tungsten steel long arrow] and electromagnetic railgun have reached the designated position. Shall we use space-based weapons?" The Mother's magnetic voice came through, waking Tang Tian from his excitement.

"Hmm, not bad. Use the weapons we need to start with, and don't let the company's army attack yet. Send out the recovery team to collect the superheroes' cellular tissues," Tang Tian said after thinking for a moment.

At this moment, tens of thousands of cone-shaped objects in space unfolded their solar panels like satellites, forming three huge rectangular solar panels. Then, four parts of the outer center rose up, transforming into four small cannon barrels, each half a meter long. Finally, the pointed ends at the bottom began to extend outwards, detaching and revealing the cannon barrels, which then began to flash with electric arcs. Every second, the lower cannon barrels fired multiple solid, blue-glowing spheres and tungsten steel arrows, which shot rapidly toward Earth.

"Sir, after firing, the shell weighs 6000 grams, has a launch velocity of 30000 meters per second, and after gravitational acceleration, reaches 26000 meters per second. It is expected to hit the target in 3 seconds," the mothership reported.

Countless railguns and tungsten steel arrows glowing red from atmospheric friction followed, like a hundred-armed giant, causing violent explosions from time to time. However, all that could be seen were the giant's shimmering magical patterns as it withstood wave after wave of attacks. By this time, the American troops on the ground had been completely annihilated; all their tanks, armored vehicles, and fighter jets were destroyed.

At this time, Alexia, Lin Fenghan, and the high-tech equipment they had collected had already been teleported back to the main body. Only the remaining troops who had been collecting the high-tech equipment remained, preparing to complete the most dangerous mission assigned to them by the main body.

"Two different memories combined to form a complete dream. These are the subordinates my future self sent to those different planes. It seems the future is truly exciting," Tang Tian sighed to himself as the memory ended again. Seeing Deadpool's puzzled expression, Tang Tian shook his head and continued altering the plot.

Chapter 492 The Biohazard Crisis Erupts Again

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The consequences of the biological crisis in the Tokyo area were enormous; the nuclear explosion combined with the biological attack had wiped out all livelihoods there. But the disaster didn't stop; it intensified. A biological crisis began to slowly erupt in Russia, and the real crisis had begun.

“Yes, yes, Russia is your next mission location.” Wesker took out a newspaper and threw it on the conference table.

“Yes! That’s it, the newspaper that the local government banned from publication and destroyed. This is a sample reprint. Speaking of which, it’s related to the last biological crisis in Tokyo. We can’t rule out the involvement of Hydra.” Wesker said with a very grim expression.

"Biological Crisis Erupts in Russia, Can Superheroes Save the Day?" This was the newspaper's headline. A crowd surged forward, jostling to read the paper. "Tourists in Russia have been attacked with a biological weapon! A total of twenty-five tourists and their guide have all perished. Local police have cordoned off the scene; most of the victims' bodies have been ingested. The area has been quarantined," Jill read aloud.

“What’s going on?” Chris asked.

"To suppress the news, the government held a press conference claiming that a wall collapsed in Russia, killing 25 people, but the report was full of inconsistencies. Passengers who had previously toured Russia heard the roars of wild animals and assumed it was a loudspeaker deliberately set up by staff to create an atmosphere," Wesker said.

"Why? Why is the government hiding this?" Lyon asked.

“Yes, why? It’s the purpose of your mission. I suspect it’s directly related to Hydra.” Wesker picked up his coffee and took a sip.

"Think about it, Russia is a land of modernization, how could there be wild animals? Don't you find that absurd?"

"That area in Russia is under complete martial law and lockdown. Local troops are stationed around it, and the police and soldiers who went into Russia to reconnoiter haven't come out. Because the information blockade is so tight, BSAA is unaware of this incident and only thinks there's a biological crisis inside Russia. Ha, can you believe that such a small thing would attract troops to be stationed around? Haha, that's hilarious!" Chris laughed loudly.

"So, gentlemen, the next target is Russia. You will be arriving in the metropolis of Giza by plane, and your forged documents are already prepared." Wesker took out several forged documents from a cardboard box.

"The laser-printed photo on the document was done by Umbrella, which is our company, while the document itself was manufactured by the National Security Agency. It's definitely a genuine official fake document. We also owe a lot to the anti-counterfeiting work in Lyon."

Everyone received their own nadas. Jill removed the rubber bands, revealing a dazzling array of documents: ID cards, passports, entry permits… Jill picked up her hospital work ID. “Jane Watson, female, 32 years old, married, orthopedic specialist at New York Central Hospital…?? How come I’m a doctor?” Jill looked at her photo on the work ID. “But my name is alright.”

“Oh! No! I don’t want to be a lawyer!” Chris said. “The name Tom Lincoln, I like it.” Leon continued flipping through his identification. Claire was a bank clerk, and Alice was a newspaper reporter.

“I have my own plans for this. Alright. It’s a long story. Don’t ask anymore, going is the safest option.” Wesker held up the photo. Since Wesker had his own ideas and reasons, no one said much. “Once you get to Giza, someone will meet you and take you there. He’s not a good person, but as a secret member of the company, he can be completely trusted. I vouch for him with my integrity. Alright, let him handle the specifics.”

Wesker glanced at the text message he'd just received: "Just got a call from the company. There's a hearing tomorrow afternoon about the Middle East biohazard incident. You, Lyon, and Claire are flying to Washington this afternoon. Meet me at Miami Airport at 4 PM."

Wesker put his phone in his pocket and said nothing more. "Everyone, the six of you, after you go, be extremely careful not to reveal your identities. Claire and I will handle the logistical support," Leon said.

“When do we leave?” Jill asked. “Well… you’re on flight C1901 from Miami to Giza the day after tomorrow. Here are your tickets.” Wesker pulled a few more tickets out of his bag. “I’m going to Washington this afternoon for an accident hearing regarding your mission, so it’s up to you now. My assistant will deliver them before you board the plane, so don’t worry.” Wesker began packing to leave.

“Let’s go, Lyon. Claire, we have another flight this afternoon. Everyone, please go downstairs for lunch. Feel free to call us anytime.” Wesker opened the conference room door, and Claire and Chris had one last conversation.

"Good luck, brother, all the best." "You too, sister." After a brief farewell, the three left, got into Wesker's car, and disappeared into the busy traffic.

“Wesker’s gone, now it’s our turn,” Chris said. “Me… do I have to go too?” Alice asked coldly, her chill freezing everyone present. Everyone knew she meant no harm, but her personality was hard to understand.

"Alright everyone, look, our flight is ready to arrive at the airport." Chris pointed to a plane that was just approaching the boarding gate in the waiting hall. Claire glanced at the boarding time on the flight display screen; there was about half an hour left before boarding. Claire was now dressed in a women's business suit and wearing glasses, exuding elegance and poise; she was now a bank employee.

Jill and Claire were dressed similarly. Chris, on the other hand, wore a formal suit, looking very gentlemanly and like a lawyer. Alice's attire immediately revealed him to be a journalist: a multi-pocketed vest over a shirt, and a DSLR camera hanging around his neck.

Just then, someone walked straight towards the group from the side. Chris recognized him from the reflection in the waiting area's glass as Wesker's assistant. He rushed over somewhat hastily because the group was missing something important. "Luckily, we arrived before you boarded!" the assistant said to the group, pulling out a bulging envelope.

"These are your identification documents. Please keep them safe. I have to go now."

After saying goodbye to everyone and exchanging greetings, he turned and left. Jill put him into her travel bag. Jill also put on another sun hat and black-rimmed glasses with zero prescription on her nose, looking very much like a successful person.

"Passengers traveling on flight C1901 from Miami to Giza, please proceed to gate 8. Thank you for your cooperation," the announcement came over the terminal.

“Let’s go, everyone, it’s time to fly to Egypt,” Lyon said. So everyone started packing their luggage, carrying large bags, small bags, handbags, and travel bags, and headed towards the boarding gate. There were two security guards at the gate, and a ticket checker in front of them.

"Have a pleasant journey." After checking in, everyone boarded the Boeing 767.

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Chapter 493 Investigation

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Night fell over the beautiful and bustling city outside the airplane window. The beautiful moonlight shone on the runway, reflecting its lovely face in the puddles left by the light rain. The nose of the plane pitched up, the landing gear lifted off the ground, and the lights on the ground flickered, neon lights everywhere, fully showcasing the prosperity and hustle and bustle of Miami.

Looking out the window, Jill herself had no idea how many times she had flown, or how long this mission would last. Chris sat in his seat, munching on the bread the flight attendants had given everyone that evening. He too had lost count of how many times he had eaten bread on a plane, and he had no idea when he would see the rest of the Umbrella Corporation again.

Jill was asleep, dreaming of a joyful vacation at the beach with his friends. Meanwhile, Alice was reading *Fashion Track* magazine on the plane. Even though it was last month's issue, she wanted to try on every single item, as it had been a long time since she'd properly rested and dressed up. As an elite soldier in the Umbrella Corporation's forces, Alice earned a very high monthly income, and buying almost anything she wanted was no problem.

Lyon used the airplane's dedicated radio frequency to send an email to Wesker. Wesker, despite being up so late, replied, and they communicated via email. As for Claire, she stared blankly at the seat in front of her as soon as she boarded the plane, and had fallen asleep sometime during the night…

At 1:30 a.m., the main lights in the cabin were off, leaving only dim small lights on, and the air was filled with the sounds of snoring. Many people were already asleep; Jill and Chris were asleep too, and most people seemed to be resting as well. Only Leon was still awake; he didn't really want to sleep and was reviewing the documents Wesker had sent him.

He glanced at the two men beside him, then stood up. He took off his suit jacket and draped it over Chris. A flight attendant approached and asked, "Sir, would you like a blanket?" Her voice was low. "No. Thank you."

"Sir, please call me if you need anything."

"Okay, thank you." The flight attendant left. Leon said calmly, but didn't say anything more. After all, the multiple attacks by Hydra had made him wary. He couldn't ignore the situation.

There weren't many passengers on this flight, mainly because not many people are going to Russia, and it departed from Miami, so there were plenty of empty seats. Lyon had asked the flight attendants beforehand, and he immediately took up five seats, lay down to sleep, and unceremoniously asked for two blankets. The flight attendants were surprisingly good; they not only didn't refuse, but also encouraged passengers to voice their concerns if they were not satisfied.

Chris is still a bit spineless, only knowing how to do what makes him comfortable. He doesn't care about other people's opinions. He appears very calm about many things; some say he can't keep anything to himself, while others say he's just magnanimous, but doesn't show it on his face.

Everyone has their own pursuits, and Alice is no exception. She's the youngest of the group, only twenty-three years old. She longs to wear grey high heels, a casual outfit, and glasses… to go shopping, to attend a ball… She loves black. But she doesn't have the time. Yet, she doesn't regret the path she chose.

"Whoosh..." A torrential downpour began outside the cabin, the raindrops falling like high-pressure water jets spraying against the windows. The plane was over the Atlantic Ocean, where a strong typhoon had formed the day before and was moving towards the Gulf of Mexico. The typhoon had encountered the plane, and James felt a slight turbulence.

The turbulence gradually intensified. "What's going on?" Alice was awakened by the noise. Jill also opened her eyes and looked out the window. Just then, a blue lightning bolt flashed past! A huge cracking sound followed! Jill was startled, nearly shattering the window. Chris said calmly, "It's nothing, just raining." Jill knew it was a typhoon, but why would the plane risk flying through such an unstable typhoon?

"Attention passengers, due to unpredictable weather conditions, our flight path has crossed the side of a typhoon, which may cause slight turbulence. Please fasten your seatbelts and remain in your seats to ensure your safety. Thank you for your cooperation," the co-pilot announced over the loudspeaker. Flight attendants also took their seats and fastened their seatbelts.

Chris tumbled off his chair due to the turbulence and woke up. Hearing the cabin announcement, he sat up and fastened his seatbelt. The thermos in front of Jill wobbled and fell off the small table in front of her, landing on Chris's shoe. The hot coffee inside almost made Chris jump, but thankfully he was secured by his seatbelt.

The plane initially experienced slight turbulence, which then began to shake violently from side to side, becoming increasingly intense, like an earthquake. Jill saw a father and daughter not far away; the daughter looked tense, and the father also appeared uneasy, fearing something was about to happen. However, Jill hadn't encountered this situation before; she remained relatively calm. She knew she would be alright. Having survived so many major disasters, why would she fear a plane crash? Most importantly, she wanted to eliminate Hydra; that had always been her goal.

After a while, the nose of the plane lifted up, and the roar of the plane's engines increased, as if it was trying to climb above the clouds, where it would be safer.

"Tom Lincoln?" the bespectacled young female prosecutor asked, looking at the photo on the passport.

"Yes, it's me, that's right." "What's the purpose of your trip to Egypt?"

“Oh, it’s nothing. I’m a bridge engineer. I’m in charge of the construction of the Nasser Reservoir Bridge in Russia. Before that, I’m going on vacation because I’m not involved in the initial construction work. I’m going to the beach and stay in a five-star hotel.” After saying that, he winked his left eye at Chris, who was not far away. Chris smiled and gave him a thumbs up.

“Alright, welcome to Russia, Mr. Lincoln, next.” Chris took his documents and left the airport inspection window, then went to the group of people who had already finished their checks.

However, the prosecutor still felt something was amiss. Why would she go to the trouble of disguising herself? He considered notifying security to investigate her records further, but then decided it unnecessary. He had already seen the Umbrella logo on them, and since the document scans were verified, he decided to let her through. Thus, everyone passed through the airport checkpoint's legal entry inspection.

“We’re here, Wesker, don’t worry. Okay, we’ll do whatever that person says. Okay, okay, goodbye.” Chris hung up the phone.

"How much?" he asked the owner of the airport convenience store. "This... is it an international call? Quite a few people make long-distance calls here."

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