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In loguetown, late at night, the lights in the apartment were still on.
Diana, wearing a long beige dress, sat on the sofa, her slender, pale legs crossed. She was reading a book on archaeology and law by the light of a table lamp, her intellectual and noble temperament creating a halo around her.
But even as she concentrated on her reading, she found herself frequently looking up at the door. She knew that Leo was staying in New York tonight, that he wasn't coming back. Yet, she kept repeating this strange behavior.
Was it just habit? Was she just used to him coming home every day, calling her "Auntie," and telling her about his day? Was she used to the warm, ordinary life they had shared for sixteen years? Was she just used to having him by her side?
"Is this… loneliness?" she wondered, a little surprised, as she looked around the quiet living room.
Before she had met the child, she had lived alone in the human world for decades. She had walked that long, lonely road by herself. Why now, after less than a day, did she feel an unbearable loneliness?
The goddess, who had inherited the blood of the ancient Greek gods, had never truly experienced this feeling before. After all, a being who could live forever was destined to be lonely. But there were different levels of loneliness.
She put down her book and walked gracefully to his room. Without turning on the light, she sat on his bed and slowly lay down in the quiet darkness. Her slightly curly hair fanned out across the pillow like petals. She gently hugged the duvet, and with it, the familiar scent of the teenage boy.
Under her elegant white dress, her ivory-like legs clamped together for a moment, and then completely relaxed.
"That kid," she thought, her face a little flushed. "What is he doing now?" She closed her eyes and fell asleep in his bed.
In New in Queens, New York, the three-in-one venom-cat-Flerken hovered briefly in the sky above the rooftop, looking at the two pieces of the model that had been chopped apart by its tail-sword.
This was different from before, when he had unilaterally gained the abilities of his aunt or the Flerken. In this special case of parasite-on-parasite, Leo now possessed the abilities of both the Venom symbiote and the Flerken. He was internally controlling the Venom, which was a parasite on him, and externally controlling the Flerken, which was his host body. The difficulty of mastering this new form was immense.
Fortunately, he wasn't fumbling in the dark this time. The consciousness of both the Venom and the Flerken were like sub-systems, providing him with information about their abilities and suggesting the best course of action. It was a true three-in-one. That was how he had been able to so skillfully transform his tail into a sword.
The first strike had been his own. The second had been guided by Venom.
"It's not that easy to kill," Venom's voice sounded in his mind.
As if on cue, the two halves of the model, and even the severed hands, began to ooze a brown, viscous liquid instead of blood. The liquid gushed from the cuts, pulling the four pieces of the body back together. In two seconds, the model was whole again, completely unscathed.
"This human is a lost cause," Venom's hoarse voice said. "The symbiote is in complete control. Her brain and body are almost destroyed. She's essentially a vegetable, with only a trace of life remaining. Once the symbiote dies or leaves her body, she will die immediately."
"Really," Leo said, a grin spreading across his face, his small mouth stretching to occupy half of his cat-like features, revealing a mouthful of sharp fangs. The once-cute and soft black kitten now looked like a demon from hell.
The relentless violence of the symbiote and the wildness of the Flerken were beginning to affect his human rationality.
The symbiote controlling the model knew it had no chance of escape. A layer of brown, hard, barbed cortex immediately formed on its body, a defensive outer shell. But in the next moment, the black kitten moved.
The model didn't even have time to react. She looked down and saw a gaping hole in her chest, through which she could see the city behind her.
What just happened? the symbiote thought, stunned. Its tough protective coat, the flesh and bone and organs beneath, had all been pierced in an instant. It was a speed that was impossible to see.
The model covered the hole in her chest, the symbiote within already beginning to repair the damage.
"It's useless! You can't kill it like this! A symbiote can repair itself almost infinitely!" Venom shouted.
The black kitten ignored him and shot forward again, a supersonic missile of black fur.
BANG!
Another hole appeared in the model's lower abdomen before the first one had even finished healing.
SLICE! SLICE! SLICE!
The black kitten moved like lightning, leaving deep scratches on the rooftop and the surrounding walls. The model stood in the middle of the storm, unable to move, her body constantly being ravaged and shredded, the symbiote's repairs unable to keep up with the destruction.
"Why?! Why?!" the symbiote in the model screamed in terror. "What kind of monster has that damn Venom bonded with?! How can the difference in strength be so great?!"
It couldn't take it anymore. The brown liquid gushed from the model's tattered body and shot toward the crowded street below.
"Stop it! It's trying to find another host!" Venom yelled.
"Not a chance," the black kitten said, waving a paw. The paw grew, its claws extending like tentacles, and snatched the brown liquid from the air.
"You can't kill me!" the symbiote screamed, boiling and struggling.
"Oh?" the black kitten said with a sly smile. It pulled the symbiote close and threw it directly into its open mouth.
Leo closed his mouth. Without even swallowing, the symbiote had completely vanished from this world, banished to the Flerken's pocket dimension. Without a host, it would soon lose its vitality.
"Quick and decisive," Leo whispered, his voice a hoarse, evil rasp. He looked down at the city of New York. The longer he remained in this three-in-one form, the more his behavior began to mirror that of the Venom and the Flerken. His human reason was being distorted, collapsing.
But it was precisely because of this that the true power of the trinity had begun to emerge.
"Throw PowerStones For my Support.
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