Marvel's Venom, starting with a Hydra undercover agent.

Just a few minutes later, the seemingly invincible god was brutally beaten by the young bureau chief who had just appeared harmless and polite.

He was numb, really numb. The development of this society is so fast it's like flying. He seriously suspected that he hadn't slept for seventy years, but for one hundred and seventy years or even longer.

......

A dozen minutes later, Thor and Loki sat quietly on one side of the Quinjet, neither of them saying a word.

Holm demonstrated his strength to Thor, showing him the basis for his earlier statement. Thor acknowledged Holm's power and agreed to wait until S.H.I.E.L.D. had completed its investigation, fully understood and thwarted Loki's plot, before bringing Loki back to Asgard for trial.

After resolving the matter, Holm followed the Quinjet to escort Loki back to S.H.I.E.L.D., lest the other party manage to slip away again using some other method.

"Pfft, let me see your strength... Hahaha." Loki couldn't help but laugh out loud when he thought of the tough words Thor had just said.

The laughter sounded particularly jarring in the quiet cabin, and almost everyone could hear it clearly.

"Shut up, Loki! This is all because of you!" Thor glared at Loki angrily and then shouted.

He admitted that he had underestimated his opponent, but that's how battles are—there are wins and losses. Although he lost, he accepted it with composure.

Of course, if Loki hadn't spoken up with his sarcastic remarks, Thor would have been able to convince himself much better. The moment Loki opened his mouth, Thor's composure was thrown into disarray again, which greatly annoyed him.

After scolding him, he also secretly glanced at Holm, who was sitting next to him with his eyes closed, resting.

Seeing that Holm didn't react to Loki's words, he felt a sense of relief, but also a slight disappointment.

He breathed a sigh of relief because Holm, as the victor, hadn't mocked him too much, making him lose face; he felt disappointed because he thought Holm really didn't take him seriously.

Coulson, Daisy, and Rogers sat not far away, watching the spectacle while keeping a close eye on Loki to prevent him from making any unusual moves.

Feeling the gazes focused on him, Loki straightened his hair and laughed, "Why are you all looking at me like that? I've already been captured."

As Loki spoke, he raised his hand to show them the chains on his wrist.

Holm and the others ignored Loki's words and actions, but continued to watch Loki warily.

This guy has already been captured and is still so calm; he must be up to no good again.

Chapter 302, Traces of the Massacre

In a dilapidated factory in the Brooklyn suburbs of New York, Carnage stands on the ground, his grotesque mouth chewing on something.

With a chilling chewing sound, Slaughter bent over and spat out a large glob of dark red, viscous liquid from his mouth.

The clump of dark red, viscous liquid fell to the ground with a thud, then slowly grew and took shape, eventually transforming into a thin, elongated dark red monster that stood up during the struggle.

Not far behind this black and red monster, hundreds of similar black and red monsters stood there, like ferocious beasts lurking in the darkness, waiting for their chance to strike.

After the black and red monster had fully taken shape, it turned around and went to its companions, where they hid in the darkness.

The massacre paused for a few seconds, then stretched out its tentacles and dragged a corpse from the ground beside it.

Where it dragged the corpse, there was still a large pile of pale, cold corpses, waiting to be slaughtered and transformed.

After dragging the corpse over, Carnage once again exaggeratedly widened his ferocious mouth and then swallowed the entire corpse in one gulp.

Accompanied by a teeth-grinding chewing sound, a moment later another large clump of dark red, viscous liquid was spat out by the slaughter and fell to the ground.

This method of swallowing corpses and transforming them into black and red monsters was only tested a few days before the massacre.

At the time, it was thinking of disposing of these human corpses; rather than leaving them to be discovered by people, it would be better to convert them into its own energy.

After all, it killed far too many people, making it difficult to cover up no matter what.

If it were just a few corpses, it would be treated as a serial murder case. But if it were hundreds of corpses, it would be enough to terrify the entire city and allow human governments to find clues about the killer.

Before the symbiotic god Nar, the biggest backer of the massacre, awakens, it still needs to be careful lest its plan fall apart.

It originally only intended to convert the corpses into energy to fill its own stomach, but it accidentally discovered that these corpses could also be transformed into a slaughter legion that would completely obey its commands, increasing its combat power and manpower.

With such skills, Slaughter would no longer waste these corpses, so it gathered all the humans it had killed here and began to transform them all at once.

Once all these corpses have been converted, it will need their help to collect human genetic information more quickly.

Its collection of this genetic information has already begun to ferment in the human world, and it needs to act even faster to obtain enough genetic information to awaken Nar before humans can react.

"Once all of these are converted, I can collect hundreds in one operation. With the help of the small massacres that I collected before and those that can be converted later, I estimate that we can collect them all in one group operation."

"Fortunately, there are enough humans. As long as we collect all their genetic information, it will be enough to revive the god. We don't need to target Spider-Man and Venom themselves, otherwise this operation would definitely not have been so easy."

As Carnage transformed into Carnage, it thought to itself that it could feel itself evolving and becoming stronger every moment, but it still did not have complete confidence in facing Venom.

The union between Venom and that human was special; it completely overcame the weaknesses of the symbiote race, and it was also unusually powerful.

"It doesn't matter. When the god descends and I evolve to be stronger, I will definitely lead my slaughter army to defeat Venom and devour it. After devouring it, I will become the strongest symbiote and the strongest being below the god."

As it pondered this, Slaughter accelerated the transformation process. It could feel the collected vertebrae in its chest fusing together, and a unique and special genetic code was gradually being generated.

This is the skeleton of God, and God is eager to descend.

......

"Are you sure this is the warehouse in front of us? I've already had someone aim and lock onto it." On a distant high-rise building, Patton was examining the warehouse with binoculars.

He was checking the screen while calling out into his headset, waiting for a reply from the other end.

After he finished speaking, Natasha's voice came through his earphones.

"Now all the clues point to this place, and it's definitely here. Rumlow is already prepared down here, and he'll go out to clean it up after you've finished here."

After listening to Natasha's words, Barton nodded and said, "Understood."

He then gave orders to those around him to aim at the target warehouse and fire at full force.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!" Accompanied by a series of whooshing sounds, all kinds of missiles and incendiary bombs whistled through the sky and fell straight into the warehouse.

The warehouse was instantly engulfed in a burst of flames, which engulfed all the surrounding scattered buildings, and the loud noise carried far and wide.

"With this level of saturation firepower, even the most powerful symbiotes will be in serious trouble," Barton said to Natasha through his headset, watching the warehouse flames intensify.

Natasha chuckled softly upon hearing this, then cautiously reminded him, "Don't let your guard down. These symbiotes are troublesome. It's been quite a while since he last appeared. I wonder what he looks like now."

"Last time was troublesome enough. If the director hadn't intervened, who knows how many casualties it would have caused. This time it will only be more troublesome than last time."

"By the way, you need to be on your guard when Rumlow is on his mission. Make sure you have your weapons ready in case of any unexpected situations."

“I understand. The weapons are all locked in there, including sonic weapons and incendiary bombs. They can be activated immediately if needed, which will definitely provide Rumlow with support,” Patton nodded again in response.

As the two were talking, an armored vehicle gradually approached the burning warehouse.

Fully armed, Rumlow jumped out of the driver's seat, made a hand gesture towards the sky, and then, with focused attention, cautiously walked towards the factory where the flames were gradually dying down.

The crackling sound of burning wood could still be heard from time to time. Rumlow, holding a pistol, slowly crept in from the outermost edge.

"I'm moving inwards, and so far I haven't noticed any targets appearing."

"It was very quiet around me, without the slightest sign of anything unusual. But it was precisely because it was so quiet that I had a bad feeling."

Chapter 303, Battle

Rumlow was also talking into the headset as he pushed forward.

Upon hearing his voice, Natasha also reminded him in the channel, "These monsters don't have heat sources, so I can't help you lock onto them right now."

"You have to keep your eyes wide open and observe your surroundings carefully. Don't miss any small changes."

“I understand, I’m always observing and on guard,” Rumlow replied.

No sooner had he finished speaking than a black and red symbiotic monster suddenly sprang out from the dark corner beside him.

Those blood-red eyes held no wisdom or emotion, only a thirst for slaughter.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"Shh!"

Faced with the sudden attack of the black and red symbiote, Rumlow fired several shots to stop its momentum, then transformed his right hand into a black longsword and slashed it across the symbiote's neck, severing its head to the ground.

Unexpectedly, the black and red symbiote, even after its head and body had separated, had not completely lost its activity. The black and red symbiote body that was wrapped around the head kept extending tiny tentacles, trying to reconnect with the separated neck.

Rumlow wouldn't give him that chance, kicking his head off and then wielding his longsword to cut his body into several pieces.

Rumlow only stopped when the black and red symbiote above ceased wriggling and completely lost its activity.

"How are you? Did you get into a skirmish? Are you alright now? Do you need any backup?" Hearing the fighting stop, Barton asked Rumlow with concern through his headset.

Hearing Barton's question, Rumlow, while preventing more symbiote monsters from jumping out from around them, explained, "I did encounter a symbiote attack, but that wasn't our main target. It was similar to the symbiote monster we encountered in Mexico last time, but it was far more ferocious and brutal."

After Rumlow finished speaking, Barton and Natasha also gasped, and could only continue to remind Rumlow to be careful.

"I'll operate the unmanned armored vehicle; at least give it some weapon support," Patton said, issuing the order.

After the order was given, a small, sophisticated unmanned armored vehicle headed in the direction Rumlow had left.

At the same time, Natasha also mentioned the support of these weapons to Rumlow.

As Rumlow listened to the sounds in his headphones, several suppressed roars came from the dim light not far away, and a few pairs of blood-red eyes lit up.

Several black and red symbiotic monsters roared and lunged at Rumlow, brandishing their claws.

Thick black liquid began to ooze from Rumlow's body, and several tentacles extended from his back. His hands also transformed into wider and sharper blades.

He manipulated the tentacles on his back while wielding the blades formed from his hands, appearing quite adept at handling the attacks of the several black and red symbiotes.

But before he could eliminate the gray-red symbiotes, Carnage suddenly fell from the ceiling in front of him, pierced his abdomen with his blood-red blade, and threw him against the wall on the other side of the warehouse.

As Rumlow flew backward, he crashed into the charred, blackened wall, turning it into ruins.

He staggered to his feet and finally saw clearly what the massacre looked like.

"You're indeed cunning and treacherous. Even though I was on high alert, you still managed to launch a sneak attack." As Rumlow spoke, the wound on his waist and abdomen was healing rapidly.

After a few breaths, the wound on his waist and abdomen had completely healed. Apart from a small hole in his clothes, there was nothing wrong with the rest of his body.

“Only foolish humans care so much about how to solve problems,” Carnage said, licking his lips and staring at Rumlow.

"Your flavor may not be as strong as that guy's, but it's still very sweet. I said last time that I was going to eat you up, and this time I definitely won't let you get away."

The massacre was already a sure thing for Rumlow, and they showed no concern whatsoever for the bombing that had just taken place.

Hearing the declaration that the massacre had claimed him as its own, Rumlow frowned and sneered, "Such a big mouth. I wonder who ran away last time."

Rumlow's words displeased Carnage as well. He opened his sharp mouth and stared intently at Rumlow, then suddenly swung his large hand, sending out countless black and red short spears.

Faced with these short spears, Rumlow immediately used his left hand to form a shield, blocking them all, and then continued charging toward the massacre.