Chapter 107 Chapter 130 Chapter 131 Spider-Gwen's Week (Part 3)
The next day.
On the campus of Greable University in New York.
A group of students gathered in front of a lawn, laughing and talking as they watched a campus bullying incident unfold.
From time to time, students passing by after school would stop, crane their necks, and join the crowd of onlookers.
"Come on, insignificant Peter, don't be a sissy, show some manliness, break through the defense the way I just taught you!"
Flash Thompson, the star player of the school's rugby team, lunged forward and used his broad shoulders to directly knock the scrawny boy across from him, who was holding a rugby ball and standing in a daze, flying.
The latter's body, like a deflated ball, rolled backward several times on the lawn before coming to a stop.
That comical and miserable sight immediately caused the surrounding students watching the show to burst into laughter.
Crack—
Flash Thompson walked forward with a smug look, intentionally stepping on and crushing Peter Parker's glasses, which had fallen to the ground, and loudly mocked him from above:
"What's wrong? Why don't you get up like a man? You're not waiting for your 'Mommy Gwen' to save you, are you?"
"Don't... don't talk about Gwen like that!"
Peter Parker, pale-faced, struggled to stand up, but was stepped on the back by Flash Thompson, who pressed him firmly to the ground.
"What did you say?" Flash Thompson cupped his hand to his ear, deliberately taunting, "Your voice was too low just now, I didn't hear you."
"Oh, right, you probably don't know yet... something happened to your dear 'Mommy Gwen's' family. Her useless father had his head bitten off by a monster on his first day as sheriff."
"That night, a good buddy of mine happened to pass by the scene and saw this exciting moment. Unfortunately, he didn't have time to film it with his phone before the monster ran away."
"So..."
Flash Thompson lifted his foot, grabbed Peter Parker's collar with one hand, and lifted him up miserably to face him, threatening in a voice only the two of them could hear:
"Now that no one is covering for you, shouldn't we settle the score from last year's final exam, when you wouldn't let me copy the answers?"
"Do you know, that was my closest chance to apply for a scholarship in two years."
"But because of you, you selfish little thing, the 10,000 dollars I originally wanted to use to buy a car ended up going down the drain... Tell me, how are you going to compensate me for my loss?"
As he spoke, he had already raised his large fist, ready to give the nerd he was holding a good lesson.
Peter Parker struggled helplessly like a duck whose neck was being choked.
The tight collar made it impossible for him to speak, and even his breathing became difficult. He could only watch as the other party's fist rapidly grew larger in his vision.
"Stop!"
At this moment, a cold female voice suddenly rang out.
At the same time, Flash Thompson's fist was successfully blocked by a fair and slender hand, suspended in mid-air.
"I think I heard someone talking about my father. Was that you?"
Gwen said expressionlessly, "Your voice was too low just now, I didn't hear clearly. Can you say it again to my face?!"
"Kill him. He just insulted your father. Absolutely unforgivable..."
The familiar voice echoed in Gwen's mind again.
In the dead silence around them, Gwen's hand, gripping the other's fist, slowly tightened.
"Ah...?!"
Flash Thompson immediately felt a piercing pain emanating from his fist.
He quickly released The Hand that was gripping Peter Parker's collar, wanting to use brute force to pry open Gwen's slender fingers.
However.
He soon discovered with horror that even though he had used all his strength, he still couldn't move that small hand in the slightest.
My strength is actually inferior to a woman's?
This is so unscientific!
Flash Thompson could even faintly hear the sound of his four finger bones rubbing against each other, and a mix of fear and dread surged in his heart. He subconsciously blurted out a plea for mercy:
"Don't... I'm sorry, Daisy, I deeply regret your father's passing. He was a good man and a respected sheriff!"
If this hand were to be crippled, then his rugby career for this lifetime would probably be over.
So, even if he lost face in public, Flash Thompson had to save his hand.
Indeed.
Gwen, who had just been eager to punch the other party's dog head, softened after hearing those false praises, even though she knew they weren't heartfelt.
The almost imperceptible crimson glow in her eyes dimmed once more.
"Coward!!"
Gwen directly ignored the voice in her mind, and as she let go, she warned in a low voice:
"There better not be a next time, or else I... won't be so easy to talk to!"
Flash Thompson clutched his arm and fled in a panic, but stopped a dozen meters away, "Useless Peter, even Daisy is more of a man than you."
With that, he ran off without looking back.
Leaving only the bewildered onlookers around him.
What just happened?
Why could Daisy block Flash Thompson's punch and scare him away?
Was it because Flash Thompson had some dirt on her?
Soon, the surrounding crowd dispersed, sensing the mood.
No fun to watch, who would waste time here?
Gwen reached out and helped the tottering Peter Parkerup, intending to offer some comfort.
But considering that he was often bullied but never resisted, he had probably already gotten used to it.
So she said straightforwardly, "Peter, I need your help..."
Then Gwen briefly explained to Peter Parker about her father's death and the scenes she saw in the video.
"I don't care what that bastard is specifically, I just want to find his whereabouts as soon as possible and avenge my father."
"Please, you're the only one who can help me right now."
Faced with the request from his best friend and secret crush, what else could Peter Parker do?
Of course, he nodded in agreement without hesitation.
Even the constant pain in his body seemed to lessen considerably at that moment.
"No problem. I'll take this video to Harry later and use his family's luxurious computer to write an automatic facial recognition program code. I believe it won't take long to find clues related to the killer..."
"Harry Osborn?"
Gwen's eyes showed a hint of surprise, "You even know that famous rich second-generation?"
"That's right, we're really good buddies."
Peter Parker's face showed a hint of pride. He subconsciously raised his hand to adjust his non-existent glasses, then asked with burning eyes:
"But Gwen, I have a question. Why has your strength suddenly become so great recently?"
Gwen hesitated for a moment at his words, but ultimately decided to tell him the truth.
"Actually, I am Spider-Woman... Although I'd like to patiently tell you the whole process of how I gained my superpowers, right now I need you more to investigate the true culprit!"
"After my father died, I feel like everything has fallen into a dead loop, making it impossible for me to break free."
"So I hope you can help me break this loop... And during this time, I must focus all my energy on becoming stronger, because I must defeat that monster!"
"I knew it... Ah no, I mean I understand." Peter Parkernodded heavily, "Don't worry, I'll notify you as soon as I have any news."
"Thank you."
Gwen forced a slightly stiff smile, then left the campus directly.
Although she had just "forgiven" the school bully, the raging fire accumulated in her chest had not been extinguished.
She had to find a place to release it immediately.
Otherwise... she might suffer a backlash.
Peter Parker watched his goddess's receding figure, murmuring hopefully, "If only I could become as strong and special as Gwen someday!"
Then he shook his head, casting that unrealistic thought out of his mind.
He was just an insignificant small fry, how could he have such an encounter?
Ten minutes later, after returning to his dormitory and changing into a new pair of glasses, Peter Parker took a bus to Osborn Tower.
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Night fell.
A certain port in Queens.
"Hey, I'm telling you guys from The Hand, do you have any sense of time at all? This time you're a full 19 minutes late!"
A middle-aged man with the Fisk Group logo on his work uniform pointed at the group of men in black who were constantly escorting goods from several speedboats in front of the dock, complaining with a displeased look:
"Mr. Kingpin is taking a huge risk lending you the dock for transporting goods. If you don't adhere to the docking times, then I'll have to report it truthfully!"
And the so-called "goods" he referred to were a group of teenagers like walking dead.
They were each stuffed into off-road vehicles with dull eyes, and on their foreheads, a special rune resembling two beast teeth was drawn with some kind of red pigment.
Ferdinand, the person in charge of The Hand, heard this and quickly apologized with a forced smile, "Mr. Laxxton, please calm down, we will definitely pay attention next time."
Just as the two were speaking.
Suddenly, a harsh siren sounded in the distance, and then a police car was seen speeding towards the dock.
"What do we do now?!"
Ferdinand's expression immediately changed at the sight, and as he looked at Laxxton, one hand was already on the pistol in his Pregnant.
The goods being transported this time were of crucial importance, and it was an order personally given by the leader, black sky, so there could be absolutely no mistakes.
Look at you, so easily surprised?
The man named Laxxton gave him a disdainful glance, then stepped towards where the police car had stopped, "Don't be nervous... I'll handle it."
"Sir, we just received a report that someone is engaged in smuggling activities here..."
Two young police officers used the car door as cover, one holding a tactical flashlight aimed at Laxxton, the other with a hand on the grip of their gun at their waist.
However, before the two of them could finish speaking, they saw Laxxton directly pull out two rolls of cash and throw them at their feet, warning in a firm tone:
"You two must be new... Don't you know this is Wilson Kingpin's dock?"
"If you're smart, take the money and scram. Just pretend you didn't see anything, or else you won't have a good time!"
Wilson Kingpin, a well-known entrepreneur and philanthropist in New York, owns multiple large enterprises, is benevolent and generous, and is a distinguished guest of various social elites and political dignitaries... All of these are his public identities.
But every time night falls, Wilson Kingpin continues to influence every inch of New York, every street, under another name.
That is—Kingpin!!
Kingpin controls at least forty percent of the illegal transactions in New York's underground, and even secretly manipulated the nominations of two mayors to gain greater fame and profit for himself.
And when dealing with enemies, his methods are even more unscrupulous.
Over the years, countless bodies have been thrown into the Hudson River by Kingpin and his subordinates.
It's no exaggeration to say that he is the undisputed godfather of the New York underground, the underground emperor who makes every district tremble when he stomps his foot.
So even though the two police officers had only been on the job for a few months, they had already heard of Kingpin's great name.
Now that they thought about it, they had clearly left the police station in four police cars, but the other three had all "gotten lost" along the way, as if by tacit agreement.
So the water here is this deep, huh?!
Then the two police officers exchanged glances, seeing a strong "will to survive" in each other's eyes.
It's only a few thousand dollars a month, why risk your life?
So the two of them quickly bent down, picked up the money, and prepared to get in the car and leave.
But just at this moment.
Whoosh whoosh—
Several white webs descended from the sky, directly sticking their entire bodies, as well as The Hands holding the money, to the car body.
Then Gwen, dressed in her black and white suit, hung upside down like a spider from a web, yelling with anger:
"Your actions are an insult to this sacred profession... a disgrace to the police force!!"
Thinking of her father's heroic death while apprehending criminals, and then seeing these people willingly stoop to collude with criminals, Gwen couldn't help but feel that her father's sacrifice was in vain.
Anger surged in her heart, and a chilling crimson glow reappeared in her eyes.
"Kill these disgraces to the police force! They have tarnished your father's glory!!"
Gwen heard this and clenched her fists tightly, wishing she could punch and explode the heads of these two parasites.
But ultimately, reason triumphed over impulse. She suppressed the urge to kill.
Because... her father would never want her to do this!
So Gwen directly ignored the two police officers, and the constantly echoing "coward" in her mind, flipped down, and charged towards the security and Hand members opposite her.
Chapter 108 Chapter 132 Chapter 133 Spider-Gwen's Week (Part 4)
Da da da—
Thanks to the powerful warning from her Spider-Sense, Gwen's figure dodged all the incoming bullets like a ghost.
And in a few leaps, she used her webs to stick all the rushing security personnel to the ground.
"Damn it, it's that troublesome Spider-Woman again."
Laxxton had clearly dealt with Gwen before. Seeing this, he quickly ordered the security personnel on the dock to block Gwen, and urged Ferdinand:
"Quickly tell your men to load the 'goods' onto the cars and leave here. We can't handle her."
Ferdinand's face showed a look of hesitation, but then he saw Gwen wrapping security personnel in White webs like zongzi, sticking them to the ground and lampposts.
So he immediately ordered his subordinates: "Get in the cars, everyone, quickly get in the cars and leave here."
"But Boss, what about the remaining sacrifices? If we don't bring them all back, the leader will..."
"We can't worry about that much. Bringing back more than half is better than total annihilation."
Immediately, Ferdinand and the other Hand members, under the cover of White and others, drove three off-road vehicles and fled frantically out of the dock.
But how could Gwen let these human traffickers escape so easily?
Whoosh whoosh whoosh—
Three webs accurately stuck to the rear of the off-road vehicles.
Then Gwen exerted force with both arms, and relying on her own strength, she actually forced the three accelerating off-road vehicles to a complete stop.
And with a series of sharp tire screeching sounds, she slowly dragged the three vehicles backward.
"My God, what the hell is this monster... a super-strong woman?"
The Hand members were clearly terrified by Gwen in her Spider suit.
Fortunately, Laxxton somehow got a flamethrower at this moment and burned through the three tough webs.
"Go, hurry, take me out of this damn place immediately."
Ferdinand stuck his head out to observe the situation behind them, while patting the car door and constantly urging them.
Immediately, The Hand's three off-road vehicles fled as if for their lives.
Whoosh—
Laxxton used the flamethrower to burn the web Gwenshot at him into ashes, and cackled triumphantly:
"Hehe, you damn little bug, now you're out of options, aren't you?"
"This equipment was specifically requested from Boss Fisk to deal with you."
"!!!"
Gwen shot a web at the high gantry crane, then leaped up, flying over Laxxton's head.
She swung forward, wanting to continue pursuing The Hand members.
But her Spider-Sense gave a warning at this moment. Gwen quickly shot a new web and changed direction to dodge.
However, the web in her Hand was still burned through by the Fire, and her entire body fell downwards.
Gwen's figure rotated gracefully in mid-air, like a ballerina dancing, lightly and agilely landing on the ground.
"Get out of the way, or else... I won't be polite!"
Gwen's mind was entirely on the kidnapped children now; she had no interest in wasting time here.
But Laxxton on the other side was relentless, constantly obstructing her movements with the flamethrower in his Hand.
"That's right, it seems this cowardly little Spider still needs a little encouragement to break through her hypocritical moral constraints and sever the shackles of the mysterious power hidden behind her abilities!!!"
"Come on, let me see, how are you going to be impolite to me? Don't tell me you're going to hang me upside down at the police station entrance again, like last time?"
Laxxton, who was originally shouting, suddenly had a hint of bloody red appear in his eyes.
A powerful force instantly surged through his entire body. Sharp spikes grew visibly on the flamethrower in his Hand and the fuel backpack on his back.
Even the flames spewing from the muzzle seemed to be filled with twisted human faces, wailing and struggling silently.
"Hmm?!"
Gwen was startled by the sudden abnormality on the other party's body, and her Spider-Sense was also warning her frantically, as if something terrifying had appeared.
"Gwen, what are you still hesitating for? Quickly get rid of him, otherwise those human traffickers will really escape. Don't you want to save those innocent children?"
Khorne's voice rang out again.
Although Gwen still didn't respond, her beautiful eyebrows were already tightly furrowed.
Clearly, she also realized that if she didn't defeat this strange guy in front of her, she probably wouldn't be able to continue chasing those human traffickers.
But how to defeat this wack, covered in spikes and breathing Fire, became the biggest problem.
"Why aren't you running anymore, little bug?"
As Laxxton pulled the trigger and launched a new round of attacks, he didn't forget to continue sneering and provoking, "Or have you recognized reality and are ready to be obediently roasted into a bug by me?"
Whoosh—
A long tongue of Fire spewed from the flamethrower, igniting everything in its path.
Several cargo ships originally moored at the edge of the dock exploded instantly when swept by the flames, turning into balls of intensely burning Fire, like twisted human faces!
And the containers piled on the dock even melted directly into puddles of molten steel radiating intense heat after being swept.
"This... how is this possible? Not only has the range of the flamethrower doubled, but even the power of the Fire column has increased?"
Seeing this, Gwen directly gave up the idea of continuing to use webs, and instead dodged the opponent's attack solely by her extremely agile movements.
What made her somewhat unbelievable was that containers made of steel plates melted instantly?
This is very unscientific, okay?
You know, the melting point of steel is a full 1515 degrees Celsius.
And even a military flamethrower, known as the "Battlefield Fire Dragon," has a flame column temperature between 800 and 1100 degrees Celsius.
It simply cannot melt steel plates instantly.
Could it be that what that guy is holding is a new type of weapon secretly developed by some company?
But now is clearly not a good time to think about these questions.
Facing the terrifying tongue of Fire sweeping towards her again, Gwen, while constantly dodging, began to carefully observe the surrounding terrain to find a way to counter the opponent.
Soon, her target locked onto a Fire Hydrant beneath the gantry crane.
Whoosh—
Gwen raised her Hand and shot a web, accurately sticking to the Fire Hydrant, then pulled back sharply.
Bang—
A column of Water shot into the sky.
Gwen flew over, stepped on the Water column, and adjusted her direction to spray Laxxton.
However.
The strange scene played out again.
The surging high-pressure Water column couldn't even extinguish the tongue of Fire spewing from the flamethrower, immediately stirring up a sky full of Water mist, obscuring their figures.
And the crimson Fire column drew an arc in mid-air, continuing to sweep towards Gwen's direction.
"!!!"
Although her vision was obstructed, under the timely warning of her Spider-Sense, Gwen rolled forward on the ground, narrowly dodging the dangerous blow.
"Flames that even Water cannot extinguish, what the hell is this thing?"
Just as Gwen felt helpless.
A grating metal friction sound suddenly came from behind her.
Presumably, the Bridge Frame responsible for bearing the weight beneath the gantry crane had been partially melted in the previous attack.
Her eyes lit up, and a plan formed in her mind.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh—
Gwen used the Water mist to obscure the enemy's vision, precisely locating him with her Spider-Sense, and then, while constantly changing positions, used her webs to attack from the enemy's blind spots.
When the surrounding Water mist dissipated, Laxxtonwas already wrapped like a zongzi.
"It's useless, this thing can't trap me at all!"
Laxxton's eyes suddenly glowed red, and he actually relied on brute force to break all the webs binding him.
But when he raised his flamethrower to attack again, Gwen on the opposite side said with unusual calmness: "It's time to end this meaningless battle."
Then she pulled hard with both Hands on the web stuck to the top beam of the gantry crane.
Guiding the already about-to-topple giant steel structure towards their direction.
Boom...!!!
Violent vibrations accompanied by terrifying explosions echoed from the dock.
The area where the two had been fighting was now enveloped in an endless sea of Fire.
The flamethrower's fuel bottle exploded with a bang from the violent Impact.
The sprayed liquid fuel, under the blessing of a mysterious power, directly melted the thousand-ton Bridge Frame into a scorching ocean of molten steel!
But what made Gwen's hair stand on end was that Laxxton, who should have been instantly melted by the "demonic Fire" and molten steel.
At this moment, like a molten monster covered in "lava," he was constantly struggling in the crimson molten steel, trying to get up.
Σ(⊙▽⊙"a???
WTF???
It's getting more and more unscientific, what the hell is this thing!
But fortunately, that "molten monster" was finally swallowed by the Fire and molten steel.
Otherwise, Gwen would probably have been left with severe psychological trauma.
Whoosh—
Gwen raised her Hand and shot a web upwards, then her lithe figure quickly shot into the air, and after several swings of her web, she had already flown several hundred meters.
Her mission was not yet complete.
However, Gwen didn't seem to notice that her mindset had subtly changed.
The "no-kill principle" she had always adhered to had disappeared...
And shortly after Gwen left, a "lava"-covered Handstretched out from the burning molten steel!
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On the Williamsburg Bridge, located at the intersection of the Queens Expressway and Broadway.
Three off-road vehicles driven by Hand members were constantly accelerating and overtaking amidst the endless flow of traffic.
"Boss, don't worry, that Spider-Woman didn't catch up."
The driver said to Ferdinand, who was overly nervous in the passenger seat: "We expect to reach the Hell's Kitchen Base in twenty minutes."
"It's better to be cautious."
Ferdinand looked back at the dull teenagers crammed together in the back row, and ordered with lingering fear: "Keep accelerating, we must deliver these 'sacrifices' back as quickly as possible."
However.
At this moment, a slender figure in a Black and White suit behind them used her webs to stick to the steel cables above the bridge, and after several graceful swings, landed steadily on the hood of the off-road vehicle.
"Fu*k!!"
Ferdinand's jaw almost dropped when he saw this, and he quickly ordered: "Immediately shake this haunting bug off me."
However, no matter how much the driver steered back and forth, even nearly overturning several times due to losing his balance, the figure half-crouching on the hood remained motionless, as if welded to it.
The most outrageous thing was that the other party even raised her Hands provocatively.
Ferdinand grabbed the walkie-talkie and ordered furiously: "Everyone open Fire, shoot her into a sieve."
Whoosh whoosh whoosh—
The Hand members in the other two cars pulled out their guns and aimed at Gwen.
But before they could pull the trigger, their pistols were directly stuck by webs shot from her wrists and yanked away.
"Stop the car immediately, and release those children!"
Gwen suppressed the anger in her heart.
If she hadn't considered the safety of the teenagers in the car who weren't wearing seatbelts, she would have already used her webs to emergency stop these vehicles.
"Boss, what do we do now?"
The somewhat panicked voices of his subordinates came through the walkie-talkie.
Can't beat her.
Can't escape.
Are we supposed to bring Spider-Woman back to the Base with us?
"Damn it, a bunch of useless trash."
Ferdinand's face showed a look of anxiety, but he inadvertently noticed two large oil tankers approaching from the opposite lane on the right.
He immediately got up and squeezed through the gap in the front row to the back.
Pushing aside a few annoying teenagers, he pulled out an RPG from under the seat.
Then, with a few "bang bang bang" kicks, he kicked out the rear car window, and pulled the trigger when one of the oil tankers drove near the Bridge Tower on one side of the bridge.
"You bug, you like saving people, don't you? Let's see how you choose this time!"
Whoosh—
The Rocket, with an initial velocity of 120m/s, dragged a long fiery tail and accurately hit its target.
Boom... rumble!!!
The two oil tankers exploded one after another, and the huge Impact directly blew apart the thick concrete bridge deck.
Even the Bridge Tower on one side, which served as a load-bearing structure, partially collapsed.
Large concrete blocks and vehicles that had no time to dodge fell into the sea below like dumplings, stirring up waves.
"You despicable scumbag!"
Seeing this, Gwen no longer cared about Ferdinand and the others. She immediately leaped backward, and shot a web from her wrist, trying to drag a broken steel cable that was whipping back and forth on the bridge deck like a snake's tail.
This was to slow down the collapse of the bridge deck near the explosion point, creating more escape time for the panicked civilians.
But the next second.
She was flung into the air by the terrifying immense force from the steel cable.
Whoosh—
Gwen had no choice but to use the inertia, using her web to stick to the Bridge Column on the other side that had not yet collapsed, performing a beautiful wide detour in the air, swinging towards the vicinity of the broken bridge deck.
That area was severely damaged in the explosion.
The unanchored bridge body was swaying precariously, and large sections of the bridge near the broken end were dilapidated, seemingly capable of large-scale collapse and fracture at any moment.
But at this time, there were still more than ten cars trapped in the dangerous area.
As Gwen descended, she raised her Hand and shot several tough webs, suspending the cars falling towards the sea in mid-air like cocoons.
Then, after landing, she rolled forward, shot two webs, and pulled another private car that was about to slide off the bridge deck.
Only after the young man and woman in the car successfully escaped with their child did she release her Hands, allowing the empty car to fall into the sea.
Chapter 109, Chapters 134-135: Khorne's God Chosen, Spider-Gwen (Part 5)
Boom—
Just then, the broken bridge sections on both sides collapsed several meters further.
Due to the damaged bridge pillars nearby, the two sections of the bridge, no longer anchored by steel cables, swayed violently from side to side in mid-air like a headless snake.
As a result, the civilians who hadn't managed to escape far could not take a single step forward.
They could only lie on the ground, letting out screams of terror and despair.
And the continuously collapsing and tilting bridge deck caused large numbers of cars to slide uncontrollably down towards the broken section.
The situation became increasingly dire—
If no intervention was made, the entire bridge could potentially suffer a large-scale collapse at any moment.
Seeing this, Gwen's eyes flashed with determination.
At this moment, she couldn't possibly rescue everyone on both sides of the broken bridge simultaneously.
So, to help these people, there seemed to be only one extremely dangerous method left.
Without any hesitation.
Gwen immediately leaped down from the broken bridge section.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—
As she fell, streams of web fluid continuously shot out from her wrists.
They stuck to strong points on the broken sections of the bridge on both sides.
Finally, she shot another web line, sticking it to the steel cable above, and used the leverage to swing upwards.
As she flew up, she shot several more web lines to both sides, gripping them all in her Hands and pulling with all her might.
She attempted to temporarily restore the bridge's stability, thereby buying the civilians in the dangerous areas on both sides a chance to escape.
"Everyone… hurry and escape! I… I can't hold on for much longer!"
Gwen had clearly overestimated her own strength.
Even though she could easily lift private cars weighing 1 to 2 tons on a normal day.
But the current situation was completely different.
Even as Gwen pulled on the web lines with all her might, the terrifying immense force from the two broken bridge sections was almost tearing her in half.
If she continued, she probably wouldn't last even 30 seconds!
Yet, seeing that the civilians below had not fully escaped the dangerous area, Gwen dared not let go of her Hands.
Because once she let go, nearly a hundred people would instantly fall into the sea along with the broken bridge sections.
What to do?
What to do?
Just as Gwen was feeling desperate, she suddenly remembered the voice that had echoed in her mind earlier.
So, she immediately shouted:
"Whoever you are, didn't you say you would lend me strength earlier?"
However, Khorne felt a little displeased at this.
No, I lent you strength because I wanted you to kill, not to save people!
Otherwise, wouldn't it have been better if I had directly bestowed upon you the power of Courage?
Don't you know, if you don't complete the task given by the Boss, the consequences are very serious.
However, abandoning Gwen now and choosing another God Chosen would definitely be too late.
Khorne could only adopt the idea of "long-term investment" and give the other party a taste of sweetness first.
"That's right, if you want power, then shout out My name loudly."
Gwen felt an incredibly powerful force building up within her, ready to be unleashed.
However, to successfully unleash this power, it seemed she needed a key to open the "door of confinement."
Without any prompting.
Eight large characters appeared in Gwen's mind, as if by some unseen force.
She screamed them out without thinking.
"Blood for the Blood God, Skulls for the Skull Throne!!!"
"Contract Concluded."
"Very good, Gwen, go and fully enjoy the pleasure that power brings… Once you've tasted it, you'll never be able to stop!"
Boom—
Although Gwen didn't understand what these eight words meant.
She could, however, clearly feel that the voice that had been bothering her earlier seemed to have vanished from her mind at this moment.
But her attention was immediately drawn to a terrifying power that instantly filled her entire body, so strong that it made her soul tremble.
From a perspective imperceptible to the naked eye, Gwen was now enveloped in a crimson glow.
The "sacred" rune symbolizing Khorne also appeared on her forehead.
"Huh?!"
Gwen was surprised to find that the intense tearing sensation that had permeated her body earlier had vanished.
She even had enough strength now to pull the two broken bridge sections even closer.
Even the web lines connected to the broken sections on both sides, which were on the verge of snapping, became incredibly tough under the blessing of a mysterious crimson power.
The two violently shaking bridge sections had indeed regained stability thanks to Gwen's efforts.
"Everyone, look, it's Spider-Woman…"
"That's right, she saved us!"
"Everyone, hurry and escape, don't let Spider-Woman's efforts be in vain."
And the civilians who had been lying on the ground waiting to die, quickly fled to safety amidst tearful cheers.
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prestige value +1, +2, +1…
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A moment later.
Only when everyone had fled to safety did Gwenrelease the web lines in her Hands.
Rumble…!!!
The two bridge sections immediately collapsed another twenty meters backward, finally stabilizing before the next bridge pillar.
Concrete blocks plummeting from the bridge deck continuously stirred up towering columns of water on the sea surface.
Several rescue speedboats had already headed towards the civilians who had fallen into the water.
"Long live Spider-Woman! She bought us time to escape."
"That's right, she's a true hero…"
The civilians who had successfully escaped in the distance spontaneously applauded and cheered for Gwen.
However.
At this moment, Gwen had no time to pay attention to the civilians below.
She flipped and leaped onto the top of the steel cable.
Anxiously searching for the three off-road vehicles.
However, during the time she spent rescuing people, the three off-road vehicles from The Hand had already vanished without a trace.
But just as Gwen was about to give up with a look of disappointment.
She suddenly noticed three abnormally bright red dots speeding towards Hell's Kitchen in the dazzling city lights at the edge of her vision.
"Hmph, this time you scumbags definitely won't escape…"
Although Gwen wasn't sure why she could spot these three targets from such a distance.
It was clear that this special power came from the "Blood God" who had just lent her immense strength.
However, now was clearly not a good time to ponder the other party's motives.
Gwen spread her arms and leaped down from the hundred-meter-high steel cable, performing a perfect leap of faith.
Before hitting the ground, she shot a web line, her body tracing a perfect arc close to the ground, and leaped into the sky again.
In just a few ups and downs, her figure had already flown several hundred meters.
Chasing after the area where the three red dots were located.
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Hell's Kitchen.
In a dilapidated warehouse.
Ferdinand opened the car door and stepped out, his face grim as he instructed his subordinates:
"Quickly send the sacrifices from the car to the basement; someone will come to pick them up later."
Then he picked up his phone and called his superior—Hiroshi, one of The Five Fingers of The Hand.
"Mr. Hiroshi, we were attacked by Spider-Woman while transporting the sacrifices. We only brought back 15 sacrifices this time… I hope you can explain to My Lordblack sky."
"I understand."
A slightly displeased male voice came from the other end of the phone, "My Lord black sky is already on his way there. Before that, keep a close eye on those sacrifices. If anything else goes wrong, even I won't be able to protect you."
However.
Just as Ferdinand hung up the phone, he heard a loud noise from the warehouse door.
Immediately after, Gwen, dressed in her black and white suit, appeared before him.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—
Before The Hand members could react.
They were already wrapped up like mummies by several web lines.
Gwen stepped in front of Ferdinand and asked in a cold voice:
"Take me to those children!"
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"Spider-Woman, those sacrifices are specially prepared for My Lord black sky. If you know what's good for you, leave here quickly. There will be no good end for those who oppose us, The Hand."
Ferdinand said, feigning composure, "I know you are very strong, but you are definitely no match for My Lordblack sky."
But before he could finish speaking.
Gwen grabbed one of his arms, then with a slight pull, she actually tore that arm off Ferdinand's shoulder.
Blood immediately gushed from the wound.
Although Gwen had always adhered to a no-kill policy after becoming Spider-Woman.
These human traffickers, however, had clearly crossed her line, and had even senselessly blown up the bridge, causing the deaths of so many innocent lives.
Gwen felt a raging inferno surging in her chest; if she didn't find an outlet to vent it, it would eventually consume her.
And these scumbags were the perfect targets.
Because they simply didn't deserve her kindness.
"I'll say it one last time, take me to those children…"
The two then descended the stairs and soon arrived in a very spacious underground structure.
After walking a short distance further.
A pale-faced Ferdinand collapsed to the ground with a "thud" due to excessive blood loss, and soon stopped breathing.
Gwen completely ignored the fate of this scumbag and continued forward.
After successively dealing with several Hand guards hiding in the shadows who attempted to ambush her, she finally arrived at the cell where the teenagers were being held.
Fifteen teenagers, only a few years younger than her, stood motionless in the cell with vacant eyes.
They were like 15 lifeless walking corpses.
Why were they sold here?
Their families must be very worried now, right?
They should… all have fathers, right?!
Gwen felt something in her heart being sharply pricked.
She even found it hard to look directly at these poor children… Although, in terms of age, she was also a child, having just turned 18 and still attending university.
But from the moment she lost her father, she was "forced" to grow up!
"Everyone, hurry and leave with me, I'll get you out."
Gwen opened the cell door and kept urging the teenagers inside.
But the teenagers inside remained oblivious.
They continued to stand motionless in place with dull eyes.
"What's going on? Are… are they all hypnotized?"
Gwen, sensing that something was amiss, was about to enter the cell to pull the teenagers out with her web lines when.
!!!
Her Spider-Sense suddenly warned her.
At the same time, a figure appeared silently behind her like a ghost.
Swish—
Accompanied by a flash of cold light, a sharp katana stabbed directly at Gwen's back.
Under the warning of her Spider-Sense, Gwen leaped forward, barely dodging the fatal blow.
"Oh? You were able to escape my assassination in that situation? It seems you are no ordinary person."
A young woman in a black trench coat, with long black hair and a face that looked Eurasian, looked at Gwenwith curiosity.
"It must have been you who hindered our plan to transport the sacrifices at the dock, right?"
Gwen did not answer her question, but instead retorted angrily, "Why are you harming these innocent children?"
"Innocent?"
The black-haired woman seemed to have not heard such a foolish word in a long time, and a mocking smile immediately appeared at the corner of her mouth.
"This World only follows the law of the jungle, and the innocent and the weak are destined to become the 'food' of the strong."
"And these 'sacrifices,' through self-sacrifice, allow me to gain even greater power. This is the only meaning of their existence…"
"On the contrary, you, possessing such powerful strength, yet your thoughts are childish to the point of being laughable."
"Why don't you join our Hand? I will help you become even stronger, teach you how to see the true laws operating in this World… and then conquer the Worldwith me."
That's right.
This black-haired woman was none other than Erica, who had recently backstabbed Alexandra, one of The Five Fingers of The Hand, and successfully ascended to the position of leader, black sky.
Having just taken power, she seemed to think highly of Gwen, who was also a woman and possessed great power.
That's why she extended an olive branch to the other party at this moment, putting aside past grievances.
"Bullshit!!"
No matter how well-mannered Gwen was, she couldn't help but curse at this moment.
"The meaning of those children's lives is not for you, a cultist, to bestow, because you are not worthy… And I will absolutely never cooperate with child traffickers."
Gwen then shot several web nets at Erica.
Then she shot a web line at the ceiling, and her body rapidly glided forward, propelled by the powerful swinging force.
Her long legs stretched straight in mid-air.
She wanted to quickly end the fight with a flying kick to the face.
However.
Just as those web nets were about to cover Erica.
The other party's figure created a series of afterimages, disappearing into the darkness beyond the reach of the lights in the blink of an eye.
Even Gwen's subsequent flying kick missed its target.
"So fast!"
Chapter 110 Chapter 136 Chapter 137 Khorne's Chosen Spider Gwen (VI)
How... how is this possible?"
Gwen almost cried out in surprise at the sight.
She never expected the opponent's movement speed to be so fast.
No, is this truly something a human can achieve?
"!!!"
But just as Gwen was looking around for Erica's figure, her Spider-Sense once again gave a strong warning.
Without thinking, Gwen lunged to the side, narrowly dodging a knife Erica thrust from behind her.
"Oh, my assassination technique was dodged again..."
A strong sense of curiosity appeared in Erica's eyes.
After she was resurrected a second time by The Hand's secret arts and inherited more power from the original demon, the Beast, she had never encountered an opponent like Gwen who could continuously dodge her assassinations.
Her eyes, as black as ink, stared at Gwen for a moment before Erica spoke with a surprising statement:
"Although I don't know how you obtained this ability, you must be able to sense the killing intent emanating from an attacker the moment they strike, right?"
As her words fell, Erica's figure once again turned into a blur, using the cover of the shadows on both sides to silently appear behind Gwen.
However, this time, she did not rush to attack.
Instead, she grabbed the hood on Gwen's head and pulled it upwards with force.
Even though Gwen keenly sensed and reacted the moment the opponent's hand touched her suit, her movements were still a fraction slower than Erica's.
Swish—
As the hood fell, strands of golden short hair, along with her delicate and lovely face, were exposed to the air.
Time seemed to stand still at this moment.
Gwen felt a chill in her heart, because her Spider-Sense, which she prided herself on, had not given her a warning just now.
But before she could react, the opponent had already kicked her, sending her flying far away.
She even rolled several times backward upon landing before finally coming to a stop.
It's no exaggeration to say that Erica was the strongest enemy Gwen had encountered since her "debut."
Even the previously "mutated" fire-breathing monster, Mark Laxxton, could not compare to her.
Whether it was speed, strength, or reaction ability, she was superior to Gwen... no, several times superior!
In a word, this woman was impossibly powerful!
Gwen quickly covered half her face with her hand, staring intently at the opponent, "What... what exactly do you want?"
Erica did not directly answer her question, but casually tossed the hood aside, saying with a look of approval:
"It's a very good ability, at least more powerful than the 'super senses' Matt possesses."
"However, it's useless for those who are skilled in assassination. You just need to restrain your killing intent and not show any intention of attacking you before making your move, and you can successfully deceive this ability of yours."
Clearly, Erica had successfully summarized a method to deal with the Spider-Sense during their brief exchange.
This made Gwen feel an unprecedented sense of crisis.
As the opponent said, if this woman had truly wanted to kill her just now, she would probably be headless by now.
Even if the Spider-Sense would give a warning the moment Erica attacked, as long as the distance was close enough, she still wouldn't be able to escape unscathed.
What's more, the opponent's speed was even faster than hers.
In the past, when encountering such a powerful enemy, Gwen would definitely have fled immediately.
Running away when you can't win, for a "hero-in-training" like her, there was no psychological pressure or burden whatsoever.
Helping others shouldn't mean sacrificing your own life, right?
But the awkward thing now was that she couldn't escape... or rather, she absolutely couldn't leave before dealing with this powerful woman in front of her!
Because... the opponent had seen her face clearly.
If she couldn't deal with this big problem, the opponent only needed to make this information public.
Then, many criminals Gwen had apprehended would help The Hand come looking for trouble with Gwen.
At that time, her normal life and studies would be completely disrupted.
She might even go from being a "somewhat famous" vigilante to a "vilified" rat in the streets.
However, although Gwen realized the problem at hand, she had no way to reverse this disadvantageous situation.
The formidable power Erica displayed had already formed a crushing dominance over her.
This had a tremendous impact on Gwen's psyche, especially since she had "lost" her greatest reliance, the Spider-Sense.
What to do? Can't run, can't win?
Damn it, what's going on tonight? Why do I always run into such strange people?
"Miss Spider, I hope you will consider my previous proposal... Join The Hand, become my subordinate, and I can make you even stronger."
Erica did not rush to attack.
Because from their brief exchange, she had already judged that Gwen was a rookie with little combat experience, and who had likely never even killed anyone before.
And someone like that, even with extraordinary powers beyond ordinary people, was simply no match for her.
What's more, the extraordinary power the Beast had bestowed upon her was far more powerful than that of this spider-girl in front of her.
"Never..."
Gwen showed the stubbornness unique to a young girl, knowing that to defeat such a powerful opponent, she would likely have to rely on that mysterious power from before.
So, as if by some uncanny inspiration, Gwen blurted out again, "Blood for the Blood God, skulls for the Skull Throne!!!"
These words were like a key that could unlock the mysterious power that had been imprisoned.
That powerful and surging energy instantly filled Gwen's entire body.
"Hmm?!"
This time, the calm expression on Erica's face finally changed abruptly.
Because she actually sensed an unprecedented sense of danger from the opponent.
Through the mysterious power the Beast had granted her, she even saw a scene that ordinary people could not perceive.
And she quickly pinpointed the true source of Gwen's power: the mysterious symbol on the center of her forehead, which symbolized Khorne's Blessing.
"Could this guy also be a 'God Chosen (proxy)' who believes in some ancient demon or god, just like me?"
But before Erica could even ask, Gwen on the opposite side had already launched a new round of attacks against her.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh—
Several strong webs shot rapidly towards Erica.
At the same time, Gwen's figure flew forward like lightning.
Then she swung her arm, twisted her waist, and delivered a beautiful spinning back kick.
Her slender leg was like a soft whip, leaving a distorted blur in the air, instantly maximizing the body's kinetic energy as it flew towards Erica's face.
Gwen's offensive objective was very clear: she wanted to rely on this powerful move to directly eliminate the enemy in front of her.
However, this feint-like tactic had no effect on Erica, who had more combat experience.
Erica merely leaned back slightly, successfully dodging the kick.
Then, with the two of them almost less than an arm's length apart, she directly executed a High Kick, returning the favor by sweeping towards Gwen's head.
Bang—
Even though Gwen managed to block the kick with her forearms at the critical moment, her entire body was still sent flying far away by the powerful force.
She slammed heavily into the wall, creating countless spiderweb-like cracks.
During this process, the Spider-Sense seemed to have malfunctioned, showing no reaction at all.
However, fortunately, this level of attack was completely painless for Gwen, who was empowered by Khorne's strength.
Instead, it ignited an even more surging fighting spirit within her.
She immediately charged towards Erica again.
"It's useless..."
Erica dodged Gwen's returning punch, staring at the khorne symbol on the top of her head, and said greedily:
"This power, used on a rookie like you who doesn't know how to fight at all, is truly a waste."
"Why don't you tell me how you obtained this power, and I can spare your life today?"
"Dream on."
Gwen said stubbornly, "Today, I'm going to eliminate all you scourges of society."
However, before she could finish her sentence, Erica hit her on the left cheek with a lightning-fast Forehand Punch.
And in that instant, through body extension and a second charge brought by the arm pull, she unleashed another punch to Gwen's face before Gwen could even be sent flying.
Bang!!!
Gwen was undeniably sent flying again.
This time, even the thick wall was dented by her impact.
"It doesn't matter if you don't want to tell me."
"I can kill you first, and then revive you through our Hand's secret arts."
"By then, you will not only submit to The Hand, but you will also willingly tell us everything you know."
Erica's pupils narrowed slightly, and a cold smile appeared on her face.
Then, her figure, like a ghost, created ripples of afterimages as she rushed in front of Gwen.
Her katana, aimed at the heart, thrust out like lightning.
Whoosh whoosh—
While dodging, Gwen raised her hand and shot two crimson webs, precisely sticking the katana in Erica's hand to the ground.
After being enhanced by Khorne's power, the durability of these webs was far beyond what ordinary swords could cut through.
Erica clearly noticed this change, and immediately kicked out with a Lunging Flying Kick, blocking Gwen's escape route.
Then she took two exquisite sai from her thighs and launched a storm-like assault, with every move aimed at killing.
Due to the extremely confined space of the Underground Room, Gwen's most effective combat style—relying on web-swinging and rapid movement between cover to disrupt the enemy's attack rhythm—could not be utilized here.
She could only rely on her agile movements and powerful static adhesion, capable of sticking to any surface, to continuously dodge Erica's lethal attacks using the walls and ceiling, while looking for opportunities to counterattack.
Thus, the two began a fierce, cat-and-mouse struggle in this Underground Room.
However, gradually, Erica was astonished to find that the spider-girl, who had initially displayed very clumsy combat techniques, was growing at a terrifying, visible speed.
Moreover, her counter-attacking moves were exactly the same as the killing techniques Erica had used earlier.
How is this possible? Is this person a master imitator?
How can an ordinary human learn an enemy's moves in such a short time, and in such high-intensity combat?
This is simply not something a human can do, right?
However, what she found even more unbelievable was yet to come.
Gwen, who had been "scurrying" around like a spider, now uncharacteristically stopped.
She just looked at Erica expressionlessly, with eyes as silent as if she were looking at a dying person!
"Your speed is very fast, so I can only come up with this method to restrain you..."
As she spoke, Gwen raised her hand and continuously shot several webs towards the direction behind Erica, completely sealing off the last opening.
At this point, the web fluid in her wrist-mounted web-shooters was also completely depleted!
"Stop bragging, you can't even... Hmm?!"
Before Erica could finish her sentence, she was startled to find that she had unknowingly pursued the opponent into a small space, less than 5 square meters, completely sealed off by dense, crimson webs.
What... what does she want to do?
Wait a minute.
Could it be that this person was deliberately playing cat and mouse with me just now, just to attract my attention and lead me here, thereby restricting my movement?
As if sensing something, Erica's face immediately showed an expression of disbelief.
She couldn't believe that this spider-girl, who had no combat skills just a few minutes ago, could possess such terrifying tactical planning ability.
Could it be... she was playing dumb all along?
However, this time, Erica truly wronged Gwen.
Because Gwen had not thought about tactical issues at all throughout the entire process.
Including the creation of the enclosed small space using webs during her escape, it was all done purely by combat instinct.
And this combat instinct was a primal power inherent in Khorne's Blessing to his God Chosen.
The purpose was to allow these God Chosen to fully engage in slaughter during combat without distractions.
In Khorne's own words: "Little brother, in the process of combat, you don't need to think about useless things like tactics or techniques. Just remember one thing: kill them to death, and that's it!!!"
Whoosh whoosh—
The moment Erica hadn't yet recovered from her shock, Gwen swiftly glided past, knocking the two sai from her hands and sticking them heavily onto the web-wall behind.
Chapter 111: 138-13 Spider-Gwen (Part 7)
"Next, let's see whose fist is harder!"
Gwen shook her fist, and the corners of her mouth gradually turned up, revealing a bloodthirsty smile that did not match her personality or her pure appearance.
No, you rookie, who are you looking down on?
Erica's lips trembled slightly with anger at being underestimated, and the rage in her heart instantly ignited.
I am the supreme black sky!!
Bang, bang, bang—
Immediately, in this small space, the sound of fists meeting flesh echoed.
The first "Female God Chosen Cup · Boxing Championship" officially began.
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Half an hour later.
Rip—
A pair of delicate small Hands, stained with bright red blood, tore open the scarlet spider web from the inside.
Then a slender figure emerged from the cramped space.
It was none other than Gwen Stacy.
Although her originally delicate face was now bruised and swollen, and her left arm hung limply in an unnatural posture.
But with the power of Khorne's Blessing, she felt no pain at all.
Her face was filled with excitement and the joy of defeating a powerful enemy.
On the ground behind Gwen, Erica, whose entire body had been beaten to a bloody pulp and was no longer recognizable, lay in a pool of blood.
Soon, she was completely lifeless.
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"Thank you, that was a truly exhilarating battle."
Perhaps her mindset had subtly undergone a tremendous change, but after dealing with Erica, Gwenfelt no pressure or guilt in her heart.
Instead, she was exceptionally excited and relaxed.
Even the vexation and anger that had been suppressed in her heart seemed to have been released during this battle.
For Gwen, who was currently seeking liberation, this was like a gift from heaven.
Allowing her to no longer feel self-reproach and pain for her father's death.
Gwen then picked up the Spider-Mask from the ground and put it back on her head.
Just as she was limping to rescue the children in the dungeon, the immense power that had filled her body, as well as the Khorne rune on her forehead, instantly vanished like a receding tide.
Thump—
As if her strength had been instantly drained, Gwen's delicate figure swayed a few times and then heavily sat down on the ground.
Intense pain followed, as if it would tear her nerves apart.
It took her a long while to recover.
After some thought, Gwen ultimately abandoned the idea of rescuing the abducted teenagers herself.
She limped to the warehouse above.
She searched The Hand members' bodies and found a phone.
Then, following the number in her memory, she called Sheriff Frank.
After the scene at the dock.
She no longer trusted other police Officers.
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Ten minutes later.
Several police cars sped from Queens and finally stopped in front of the warehouse in a pincer movement.
"Send a few men to cordon off this area, prohibiting all unauthorized vehicles and personnel from entering."
Sheriff Frank Castle raised his Hand and pointed to several nearby intersections. After deploying the outer perimeter, he pulled out his service weapon and led a group of police Officers cautiously into the warehouse.
They were met by a group of Hand members who were fixed to the ground and walls by spider webs.
"Take them all back to the police station… Everyone, be careful during the escort process. These guys are all very dangerous."
Sheriff Frank instructed the Officers behind him, then followed the information he received on the phone and proceeded down the secret passage.
Soon, he arrived at the cells where the children were held.
Looking at the teenagers with dull eyes in the cells, Sheriff Frank and the police Officers all showed expressions of unbearable sadness.
"Oh my goodness, what on earth is going on?"
"What did these damned Beasts do to these children?"
"Spider-Woman must have saved these children…"
"That's right, those human traffickers on the ground are all entangled in spider webs. Only Spider-Woman can do something like this."
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"Everyone, don't just stand there. Send them to the hospital immediately. These children need emergency treatment."
Sheriff Frank seemed unwilling to let everyone discuss Spider-Woman too much.
He looked at the dull-eyed teenagers in the cells and, feeling a bit uneasy, instructed:
"Remember to assign special personnel to watch over them. God knows if those damned human traffickers, or rather, Hand members, have any accomplices outside?"
"We absolutely cannot let them cause any more trouble!"
"Yes, sir."
Several police Officers immediately became busy.
While waiting for the ambulance, Sheriff Frank followed the direction of the scarlet spider web and came to the space where Gwen and Erica had fought earlier.
When he saw the bloody, mangled corpse on the ground, his brows furrowed.
"Gwen, did you do this too?"
Evidently, Sheriff Frank had already learned from the female desk sergeant about Gwen's earlier infiltration of the police station to search for clues about the murderer.
And the spider webs scattered throughout the Underground Room indicated the identity of the person who acted.
It was just that Sheriff Frank was somewhat unwilling to believe it.
His old friend's good girl would actually commit such a violent act.
Even if she was facing a heinous criminal…
He did not sympathize with any criminals.
He just felt that compared to vigilantes taking the law into their own Hands, he preferred that these evildoers receive judgment from the law.
Because only in this way could more people who wanted to do evil be deterred and restrained.
At least, that's what he believed…
"How much longer until the ambulance arrives?"
After leaving the Underground Room, Sheriff Frankstood at the warehouse entrance and used the car radio to inquire with the main desk.
Soon, a reply came through the radio.
"Officer, 5 ambulances are only one block away from the scene."
"Tell them to hurry up. The children are in very bad shape."
Just as Sheriff Frank put down the radio and was about to return to the warehouse.
A faint female voice suddenly came from the side shadows.
"Sheriff Frank!"
"It was you who called… Spider-Woman."
When Sheriff Frank walked towards the darkness, he saw Gwen, covered in blood, lurking on the wall like a spider.
It was clear that she was in a very weak state.
She had obviously sustained serious injuries in the previous major battle.
A trace of unbearable pity flashed in Sheriff Frank's eyes, but he still pretended to know nothing and asked:
"Spider-Woman, can you tell me what happened to those children who were locked up?"
"These children were all captured by an organization called The Hand…"
Gwen endured her injuries and spoke out the information she had gathered during the battle.
"However, I don't know much about this organization, I just heard that they seem to want to use these children as sacrifices to perform some kind of cult horror ritual!"
"The Hand?"
Sheriff Frank's face showed a hint of confusion.
He seemed to have never heard of this organization before.
But then he reacted, "Are you saying that these children are likely to be targeted again by those human traffickers… no, by The Hand members?"
"That's right."
Gwen nodded heavily and said, "No matter what those people did to these children, they certainly won't give up easily."
"So they need special protection from the police, and it would be best to take them to a place where they won't be easily found!"
"No, what they urgently need right now is treatment."
Sheriff Frank flatly rejected Gwen's suggestion and said confidently:
"But don't worry, I will send a large number of police Officers to watch over them. After confirming their health is fine, we will send them to a safe place."
"However, it might be difficult to ascertain their identities and find their families."
"The fingertips of these children have all been deliberately burned, making it impossible to collect their fingerprints."
"Also…"
Sheriff Frank seemed unwilling to continue this heavy topic.
So he hesitated for a moment and then continued earnestly:
"It's clear that you're also heavily injured. You should go get treatment quickly."
"If you encounter similar situations in the future, you can call me directly."
"After all, it's better for the police to handle such matters…"
Gwen said nothing in response.
Her figure then disappeared into the darkness.
Looking at Gwen's disappearing back, Sheriff Frankactually wanted to say: Child, you still have a long way to go in your future. Don't let hatred blind your eyes!
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Late at night.
New York City General Hospital.
15 teenagers rescued by the police were properly accommodated in two adjacent, clean hospital rooms.
Since they neither spoke nor slept.
The Doctor, in desperation, had to inject each of them with a certain dose of tranquilizer.
Only then did these children obediently close their eyes.
After a series of systematic examinations.
The Doctor detected a total of eight different unknown organic substances in the bodies of these teenagers.
Their blood had undergone significant changes due to the erosion of these eight substances.
Even now, their blood types cannot be detected normally.
One of the Doctors from the hematology department proposed a bold hypothesis.
These teenagers might have been specifically used as carriers to cultivate these eight special substances in their bodies.
Just like a special "human chemical farm."
Once the cultivation was complete, these substances could be used at any time and anywhere.
To quickly determine the composition of these eight special substances, the hospital dispatched personnel to send some blood samples to a more authoritative large-scale testing laboratory for component analysis.
And instructed the on-duty Doctor and Nurse to check the vital signs of this group of children from time to time.
"Huh, how did you wake up so quickly?"
A Doctor on rounds was surprised to find that the teenagers who should have been sleeping in their beds were all standing by the window with their heads bowed.
As if waiting for someone to arrive, he quickly urged kindly:
"Children, please go back to your beds. Your bodies are still very weak…"
Upon hearing the Doctor's voice, the teenagers turned mechanically like zombies, looking at him with cold and hollow eyes.
And the two Beast-fang-shaped special runes on their foreheads gradually flickered with an eerie red glow.
The Doctor, unaware of this, walked forward, intending to forcibly press a few teenagers back onto their beds.
But the next second, the originally brightly lit hospital instantly became pitch black.
"Ah…!!!"
The moment the lights went out, a piercing scream suddenly came from the ward.
Soon, it returned to silence.
The two police Officers stationed in the corridor reacted immediately.
One held a tactical flashlight, and the other held a gun, cautiously walking into the ward.
However.
What first met their eyes was the on-duty Doctor lying in a pool of blood on the ground.
The Doctor's neck looked as if it had been torn by some kind of Beast, a bloody mess.
If not for a section of white cervical vertebrae still connecting it, his head would have probably already fallen off his shoulders.
And his chest had been forcibly ripped open in an extremely violent manner.
His heart was already missing.
Such a horrifying sight immediately made the two police officers' legs feel weak.
However, considering the safety of those children, they could only force themselves to stay alert and continue to use their tactical flashlights to follow the bloodstains on the ground and investigate further.
Soon, they found the group of teenagers by the window.
At this moment, their hospital gowns were already covered in large patches of blood.
Even their Hands and faces were also covered in bloodstains.
Damn it, could that Doctor have been killed by them?
The situation before them clearly exceeded the limits of what the two police Officers could handle.
So, with horrified expressions, they retreated while pulling out their walkie-talkies, intending to call headquarters for backup.
Puff, puff—
At this moment, two sharp katanas simultaneously pierced their hearts.
Chapter 112 Chapter 140-141 Khorne's Chosen: Spider-Gwen (End)
In the darkness.
A group of Hand ninjas, dressed in ninja attire and carrying katanas on their backs, had silently appeared in the corridor on this floor.
Both the guards on duty and the night shift medical staff were killed on the spot by them, using the cover of darkness.
The purpose of these ninjas was, naturally, to retrieve these 15 teenagers.
Because they were all carefully selected by The Hand to be special sacrifices to help black sky gain more power from the Shou.
Just as The Hand ninjas were leading the 15 teenagers out of the hospital building, a figure in a red battle suit blocked their path.
"Release those children."
Daredevil, Matt Murdock, immediately charged towards the group of ninjas.
Swish—
A ninja thrust his blade at Daredevil's face; the latter, while dodging the attack sideways, grabbed an arm with one hand and locked the throat with the other, then threw the ninja far away with an outward throw.
And this was precisely the terrifying aspect of Daredevil's strength.
Although he lost his sight in an accident during childhood.
But what followed were his sensory organs, heightened to the extreme, giving him a "radar sense" far exceeding that of ordinary people.
Then, Daredevil, relying on his "sound localization," knocked down a ninja charging from the side with a right hook.
Afterward, he dodged a surprise attack from behind with a side step, turned, and landed a left hook squarely on the attacker's face, then followed up with a right punch, swiftly knocking him to the ground.
Daredevil rolled forward twice, coming to the front of a teenager.
In the interval when the ninja opposite swung his blade, Daredevil knocked him down with a powerful backhand punch.
At the same time, without any delay, he immediately dodged to the right, avoiding a stab from another ninja, and landed a flying kick squarely on the opponent's abdomen, sending him flying far away.
In just one exchange, several Hand ninjas were knocked to the ground by him.
Even without using weapons, Daredevil could calmly deal with these ninjas by relying on his agile evasions and the holographic images provided by his super senses.
"Tell me, what are you doing kidnapping these children?"
"Also… where is Erica now?"
Seeing that they couldn't deal with this troublesome opponent in a short time, and that continuing to fight here might attract more police officers.
So, one of the ninja leaders immediately said loudly, "The black sky leader is dead."
"You… what did you say?"
This news hit Daredevil like a bolt from the blue, catching him completely off guard.
He stood stunned for a moment before retorting anxiously:
"How is this possible? Erica was just resurrected by you not long ago!"
The ninja leader secretly signaled his subordinates to move the sacrifices.
Then he continued to draw Daredevil's attention, "What I said is true. The black sky leader unexpectedly died at The Hands of Spider-Woman a few hours ago."
"And these children are the key to resurrecting him. I presume Mr. Murdock… you wouldn't want the black skyleader to die like this, would you?!"
Upon hearing this, Daredevil immediately fell into an extremely conflicted state.
On one hand, he didn't want to see the woman he deeply loved die like this.
Even if Erica had killed their former mentor, Stick, in front of him…
Even if her hands were stained with the blood of innocent people…
But in Daredevil's heart, he still hoped that The Handcould resurrect Erica again, just like the previous times.
There's no other way; this is the power of love!
But on the other hand, his conscience kept reminding him that the price of resurrecting Erica might be related to this group of innocent children in front of him.
If he were to let them leave, such an act would be tantamount to aiding and abetting evil.
On one side was love.
On the other side was conscience.
Even Daredevil, who had always hated evil, didn't know how to choose at this moment.
Fortunately, in the end, conscience gained a slight upper hand.
However… during the time he was just hesitating, members of The Hand had already secretly and successfully led the 15 sacrifices out of the hospital.
And they left behind personnel to continuously create noise using the alarm systems of surrounding vehicles when Daredevil pursued, thereby interrupting his pursuit.
Ultimately, Daredevil could only give up the pursuit with a look of despondency, and, distraught, he disappeared into the darkness.
And almost at the same time.
Erica's body, which had originally been placed in the morgue by the police, was also secretly stolen by The Hand ninjas.
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The next day.
Inside a secret Base of The Hand.
Apart from the former leader, Alexandra, who had already been killed, the other four of The Five Fingers—Hiroshi, Madame Gao, Sowande, and Murakami—were gathered here.
They watched the bloody corpse in front of them with complex expressions.
"I still can't believe that the powerful black sky would lose to that little spider…"
Hiroshi, with his brown curly hair, said with disbelief:
"But it's foreseeable that black sky's death will inevitably cause unprecedented panic and shock throughout the organization."
"Yes, our situation has become precarious."
Madame Gao, dressed as an elderly Asian woman, glanced at the corpse with lingering fear, muttering somewhat uncertainly:
"But with such severe head injuries this time, I really don't know if the dragon bone can still resurrect her?"
The reason Madame Gao said this was because, all along, The Hand's only requirement for resurrecting a corpse using their secret art was that the deceased's body must remain intact, especially the head.
And at this moment, Erica's head was severely deformed.
That's why the four of them felt so heavy-hearted.
"Damn Spider-Woman!"
Murakami, who was in charge of the ninja troops among the four, said viciously:
"Originally, if we just waited a few more days and successfully completed the sacrificial ritual, black skycould have become even stronger and then led The Hand to rise again."
"But now, it's all for naught because of that damned bug."
"This time, whether black sky can be resurrected or not, we absolutely cannot let this go!"
"Exactly, we absolutely cannot let that bastard off."
Sowande, the only Merren among the four, also clenched his fists indignantly, "Now is a crucial moment for The Hand; we must act cautiously and unite tightly."
It could be seen that all of them had placed great hopes on black sky.
No way.
In this chaotic era where superheroes are rampant and superpowers can be obtained simply by "taking drugs."
If The Hand wanted to continue to survive, they urgently needed a leader with "extraordinary" strength.
And black sky, the only one capable of bearing the powerful strength bestowed by the Shou, naturally became all their hope.
The so-called Shou is an ancient demon that The Handhas worshipped since its inception.
It can bestow powerful, superhuman strength upon specific hosts through a certain special ritual.
And these specific hosts are collectively referred to as black sky!
Additionally.
The four of them also had another unknown ulterior motive for urgently wanting to resurrect Erica.
Because only black sky could help them successfully capture Iron Fist and open the mysterious barrier located beneath the financial building in Midtown.
Thereby obtaining more dragon bone, allowing them to continue to enjoy "eternal life"!
So, after a brief discussion, the four decided to try using the remaining dragon bone to see if they could successfully resurrect Erica.
…
Meanwhile.
Kingpin, located on the top floor of the Fisk Building, had also received news about the destroyed pier and his subordinates being killed.
"That useless good-for-nothing Laxxton, he couldn't even deal with a damned little bug."
Kingpin then pulled out his phone and called his most elite assassin.
"Dex, a new target has appeared… No, it's not Daredevilthis time. Find Spider-Woman for me, and then eliminate her!"
"I want everyone to know that in New York, anyone who dares to infringe upon my interests must pay the corresponding price."
Thus, a dual hunt targeting Gwen was quickly and intensely launched.
And at this time.
Gwen, unaware of the impending deadly crisis, was still anxiously waiting at home for news about the monster that killed her father.
Bored, Gwen casually turned on the TV.
She wanted to distract herself and stop thinking about those sad things.
The TV was broadcasting news about the severe damage to the Williamsburg Bridge last night.
It also included some footage, filmed by passersby with their phones, of Spider-Woman chasing The Hand's car on the bridge.
However.
Gwen switched several channels, only to find that these hosts seemed to be deliberately blaming her for the disaster that occurred on the Williamsburg Bridge last night, all for the sake of gaining traffic.
They claimed that if Spider-Woman hadn't deliberately provoked those thugs, they wouldn't have used RPG Rockets to detonate those two oil tankers, causing that horrific disaster.
Therefore, this disaster was entirely caused by Spider-Woman…
Oh my goodness, what kind of conclusion is this?
Facing the malicious accusations from those hosts, Gwen, realizing the situation was getting serious, quickly pulled out her phone and opened social media apps like Twitter.
As expected.
The top trending topics were almost entirely discussions about Spider-Woman's atrocities.
Apart from a small number of people who could still think rationally and praised Spider-Woman's heroic act of saving people.
The vast majority of the remaining people were almost entirely cursing Spider-Woman for causing this crisis, saying she should be locked in prison, and other garbage.
This put Gwen in an incredibly conflicted state.
She even began to feel lost and blamed herself for her rash actions last night.
Fortunately, very soon, a newspaper called The Daily Bugle "bravely" stepped forward.
Not only did it reveal Spider-Woman's heroic feat of rescuing kidnapped children last night.
It also included an exciting video of Spider-Womandragging the broken bridge to create an escape opportunity for innocent civilians.
And so…
The almost one-sided criticism and curses on the internet were immediately reversed.
This couldn't help but make Gwen overjoyed.
She even felt a sense of happiness from being recognized and firmly believed that The Daily Bugle's editor-in-chief, John Jameson, was a great person.
Gwen decided that from now on, she would be a loyal fan of The Daily Bugle.
After regaining her spirits, Gwen felt it was necessary to continue fighting and hone her combat skills better, so as to grow quickly before finding the whereabouts of the monster that killed her father.
Moreover, fighting could also allow her to temporarily stop thinking about things related to her father, to forget the pain…
In this way, the chaotic and disorderly Hell's Kitchennaturally became her first choice again.
However, Gwen, who was busy again, overlooked other reports from The Daily Bugle at the same time.
"Oswell E. Spencer, former founder of the Umbrella Group, was recently confirmed to have been killed in his overseas Villa. Preliminary assessment suggests it may be related to the long-missing former executive, Albert Wesker.
According to another informed source, two important members of the BSAA (Bioterrorism Security Assessment Alliance) went missing in this incident, and their whereabouts have yet to be determined…"
"According to informed sources, several recent terrorist attacks in the Middle East, including the recent terrorist attack at the K-Witt Saleh Air Base, were all orchestrated by a terrorist organization called the Ten Rings Gang.
Additionally, the leader of this organization, 'Mandarin,' seems to have mastered a wicked ritual for summoning unknown creatures. Witnesses near the scene of the incident confirmed seeing a large number of unknown creatures, suspected to be demons, during the attack…"
"Recently, a Titan monster named Supreme MUTOcaused at least four thousand deaths and nearly ten thousand injuries of varying degrees on Tesla Island.
Additionally, according to informed sources, this incident may be related to a secret experiment involving Titanmonsters being conducted by Dr. Emma Russell, one of the Monarch Organization's executives. As of now, the Monarch Organization has not yet issued a direct response to this matter…"
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Oregon.
Havreville.
Outside a warehouse in the suburbs.
A black SUV sped up.
The car door opened, and a bald, middle-aged man in a white lab coat was the first to step out.
It was none other than Dr. Fritz, the chief scientist of HYDRA's European branch.
"You must be Albert Wesker, right?"
Pushing open the warehouse door, Dr. Fritz saw a muscular man wearing a black trench coat and black sunglasses.
However.
His gaze then fell on the briefcase the other man was carrying, and he asked with burning eyes:
"Is the Progenitor Virus inside here?"
Wesker did not rush to answer the question, but instead asked back cautiously:
"Before we officially begin the transaction, I want to know how you knew Frederick Downing was my man?"