"..."
Behind Miles' steel claws, the purple energy bar slowly lit up. Blue lightning, like a lively snake, crazily wrapped around it, making a crackling sound.
"I'll kill you!"
Miles' cold voice echoed as he tightly clenched his fist and rushed toward Kingpin.
Boom!
Crack!
The loud crash and the sound of shattering glass intertwined, deafening them all.
Before the Spider-Men could recover from the disappearance of the Green Goblin, they heard the sound of glass shattering from above.
Instinctively, they looked up and saw a purple figure rapidly falling from the sky.
The unique Spider-Sense of the Spider-Men immediately made them aware of who it was.
"Miles!" they shouted in unison.
At the crucial moment before hitting the ground, the battle boots on Miles' feet released purple energy, forming a cushioning force that slowed his descent. He landed firmly on the ground.
Inside the control room, chaos reigned.
Cough!
Kingpin spat out blood as his suit was torn to pieces. Only the solid synthetic fiber vest remained, reflecting a cold light under the lights.
He had provoked him, taken the hit, and thrown Miles out to buy some time.
He still had a chance.
"Release the Green Goblin!"
"But the remote is in his hands. We'll all die if it goes on."
A trembling voice answered, filled with fear.
"I told you to release it!"
Kingpin's eyes widened in fury, veins bulging on his forehead. His voice thundered in the control room, making the air feel cold.
One by one, blue holes slowly opened.
Miles was about to press the button again when a hand suddenly grabbed his wrist.
"Let me handle this!"
The voice of Shadow Spider-Man rang out. He still had several gruesome wounds on his body, and blood continuously seeped from them, staining his black suit.
Miles nodded without hesitation, handing over the remote control.
"And by the way, I apologize for what I said earlier. I just didn't want you to bear the responsibility of being Spider-Man."
"I forgive you. I won't be Spider-Man. Once this is over, I'll just be an ordinary person, a student."
"That's good. Never be Spider-Man."
With their conversation done, Miles flashed towards the control room, and the other Spider-Men followed.
The Spider-Men and Miles were like an unstoppable force, rushing into the control room and quickly subduing Kingpin.
Gwen walked up to Doctor Octopus' side. "Stop the particle collider."
"I can't. There's a bomb on my chair. If I stop, it'll explode, and the entire control room will be destroyed."
Doctor Octopus shook her head vigorously.
"I'll take a look."
Penny Parker quickly moved to the back of the chair.
"Old-fashioned. Give me three minutes."
She said confidently, her eyes focused and calm, as her hands began to expertly disassemble the bomb's wiring.
Miles stood in front of Kingpin. The energy bar on his steel claws lit up.
"Miles, he's already lost."
Pants Spider-Man quickly grabbed the steel claws.
"He already knows my identity. If I don't kill him, everyone around me will die."
"..."
Pants Spider-Man weakly released his grip.
Miles tightly clenched his fist, about to crush Kingpin's skull.
Chapter 132: Kill You (2/2)
"Aah!"
A scream suddenly rang out from below.
Shadow Spider-Man!
Everyone's gaze instantly turned downward.
They saw Shadow Spider-Man, his face pale, one arm violently ripped off. He was holding the wound with his other hand, blood gushing from it.
Not far away stood Norman, wearing a suit, his face expressionless, holding the bloodied severed arm.
"What happened?"
Spider-Pig was the first to reach Shadow Spider-Man, his face wary as he readied his weapon.
The other Spider-Men quickly surrounded him, protecting Shadow Spider-Man.
"His body exploded with colorful fragments but didn't disappear, and my Spider-Sense didn't react to him."
Shadow Spider-Man gritted through the pain, speaking.
Norman ignored them, crushing the remote control in his hand and casually tossing the severed arm aside.
The particle collider behind him had stopped, and the entire space was filled with eerie silence.
"With so many Spider-Men, do you think you can finish them off?"
Norman suddenly spoke, his tone strange, as if talking to an invisible presence, or perhaps to himself.
"Don't ruin my suit."
"Mm, I'm pretty hungry myself,"
His hungry gaze fixed on the Spider-Men, as if they were not humans but delicious meals.
The Spider-Men felt a chill running down their spines.
What is this guy talking about? And the calm Spider-Sense only deepened their unease.
"Head, head... Kekekek…"
A shadow, accompanied by a strange laugh, shot down from above the control room. Its speed was as fast as lightning, and in the time it took a breath, it was by Norman's side.
A flash of a blade cut through the air, the sharp bone blade slicing through the air with a cold gleam.
The Beheader Demon kneeled on one knee, slowly rising, a maniacal satisfaction evident on his face.
"Content, content, the last head I took... Today is a harvest, many sinful souls added."
The Beheader Demon laughed wildly, his voice echoing across the vast space.
The Spider-Men let out a sigh of relief. Though this demon was a pervert, he was truly powerful when on their side.
However, the Beheader Demon suddenly felt something was off. Where did the souls he had just harvested go?
His smile froze instantly.
The next moment, a red blur slammed into the Beheader Demon.
Boom—
With a loud crash, a black cannonball slammed into the wall, and the huge impact buried the Beheader Demon under rubble.
"Such strange powers. The arm I chopped off, and it's the head that falls."
The decapitated body, which was lying on the ground, slowly stood up. Blood-red tendrils emerged from the tiny red neck, skillfully lifting the head from the ground and placing it back on the neck.
Norman twisted his neck, gazing at the terrified Spider-Men, as countless red tendrils surged from his body, wrapping around him.
"Let's continue."
"Food!"
These three words felt like a declaration from hell, sending a deep fear into the hearts of the Spider-Men.
Norman's form was large and powerful, his muscles bulging as if they could burst through his blood-red skin.
His entire body looked as if it had been soaked in blood, dark and ominous with an evil aura.
His limbs were thick and strong, with long, sharp claws.
His head was grotesque and terrifying, with a massive, blood-stained mouth full of jagged teeth, dripping with disgusting slime. His eyes burned with madness and brutality.
"Slaughter!"
Pants Spider-Man looked at this giant slaughterer, larger than any old foe.
"How many people have you eaten?!"
Quote: "The title of Spider-Man is a curse. You carry the weight of loss on your shoulders, but sometimes, survival means fighting your demons—both inside and out."
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