Volume 3: The Nameless Chapter 50 Ha! So now I should call you Peter 'Wolf Spider'?
"Boom"
A low thunder rumbled from the sky. It was not real lightning streaking across the sky, but the sound of the entire ignited Cleaner warship burning and falling into the distant sea like a shot down dragon.
A mad upper demon broke into it alone and staged a hellish massacre.
It turns out that pure steel is not enough to withstand the brutality of the demons of hell and the burning justice unleashed by the old knight. The fortress that was once used to deter this doomsday world is now sliding into the cold and filthy ocean like a dying giant snake.
It was just like the Aegis mothership that they destroyed more than three years ago, falling miserably into the bottomless abyss.
Yet the sky was still burning.
It was obvious that destroying the mothership was not enough to satisfy Itlegan's desire for destruction that had been suppressed for more than a thousand years. This superior demon summoned burning meteorites in the night sky and rain to smash into the most chaotic area of Osborne Tower.
Although the demon has been released, it is clear that Jason Blood's will is still influencing it, and the falling meteorite lands in the territory controlled by the cleaners.
Those boiling sulfur flames represent the "warning" from the higher demons to others.
The meaning is very simple and clear:
Get lost! Don't disturb me from enjoying the bloodbath.
Mason wisely chose not to provoke this warning. Although he had a very good power armor, Mason still didn't think that he could compete with hell creatures of Itlegan's level with this thing.
Maybe it would be possible to change to a heavier Destruction Weapon Fenrir Armor.
"Set up a defense line here. Don't rush in. Be careful of being burned to death by the devil."
Mason stood in the heavy rain and looked at the sulphur fire burning in the big pit where the meteorite fell. He fired a flare to stop the Lizardman Knight, who was a little too excited to beat the man down, from rushing into the danger zone.
Under his arrangement, a large group of underground people acted quickly, finding broken bricks and barbed wire from all around to make simple chevaux de frise to isolate the area where demons were killing, and also sent several lizardmen with good legs to patrol back and forth in the rain.
The energy of the anti-Superman armor has been reduced to a precarious level. Mason just discovered that there is a problem with the tritium energy battery that Doctor Octopus temporarily replaced for his power armor!
This thing is leaking electricity...
If the power armor wasn't well insulated, Mason would probably be electrocuted while driving around in the rain.
That would be the most humiliating way to die.
Therefore, he planned to end the combat evaluation of the anti-Superman armor ahead of schedule, and at this moment, a signal in the team's communication suddenly lit up.
"Mason! Something went wrong with old Norman. He killed two Cleaner commanders, but the remaining three escaped! Peter and Jason have already rushed over.
But the last one was coming towards me.
I'm still trying to unlock the launch programs for those nuclear warheads, and I can't let it go to waste! Come and help me."
Barbara's scream rang out over the communication, causing Mason, who had just opened the cockpit, to stop immediately. He glanced at his and Barbara's positions, and while manipulating the armor to make a collision gesture, he said:
"Hold on! I'll be there in five minutes at most."
After saying that, the armor's thrusters started up, and the thrusters ignited on the legs and feet pushed Mason and his big toy, easily smashing the two walls in front of them, and then rushed towards Batgirl's direction to rescue her without slowing down.
On the other side, in the fierce battle in Osborne Tower, Ertong has completely unleashed his murderous nature.
The most bloodthirsty member of the Bat Family was absolutely killing mad tonight. He was holding the bloody Great Caste Blade in one hand and a kinetic revolver in the other, rushing forward with a group of Lizardmen.
The Cleaners had previously routed Osborn's guards and taken over the lower levels of the building, and now the Lizardmen had to take it back, lest they lose the assistance of the city's defense system on the rear battlefield.
Of course, there were also the noisy shelter warriors following behind the Lizardmen to assist in the attack.
They can't even kill the Cleaner soldiers in a one-on-one fight, but there are thick-skinned Lizardmen in the front, and these guys are very good at shooting with the weapons they picked up.
Even the foul-mouthed old mayor Jameson was holding a shotgun and enjoying the pleasure of firing. It seemed that his lost passion was really ignited by Captain Jack's twisted logic.
The man jumping up and down doesn't look like an old man at all.
But these supports are really dispensable for Ertong. If possible, he would be too lazy to lead these guys to charge.
He alone is enough!
Every shot from the pistol will blow up an unlucky person, and every piercing from the sharp blade will take a life.
The destructive power of the black-tech kinetic pistol from 2077 is astonishing. Even if the cleaners hide behind a wall, they will be shot through with the wall. Combined with the two barrels and the shooting skills of at least Lv6, he has become a real god of death.
The lizardmen in the rear don't need to advance under the hail of bullets.
Because the second barrel had already helped them get rid of the heavy firepower operators in advance during their rapid movement, they only needed to rush forward and bite off the heads and tear apart the bodies of the cleaners who were forcing them into close combat.
But even such a battle had many casualties.
The fighting spirit of those cleaners was simply ridiculously strong.
When they realize they are at a disadvantage, they will inject themselves with strengthening potions to turn themselves into crazy beasts, and even if they are knocked down, these guys will try their best to drag the attackers to death with them.
Bombs are implanted in their bodies, and if they fail to kill them with one strike, the outcome is often a one-for-one exchange.
In other words, the lizardmen have the ability to heal their flesh and blood and are not afraid of such human bombs. If another army were here, they would have been scared away by this "mad dog fighting style".
It seems that there is a reason why the people of the Star Society generally call the Cleaners "mad dogs" with contempt. These bastards are really crazy.
"Jason! Seventh floor! There's a mad dog commander over there contacting their headquarters! Go kill him!"
Old Spider's shout rang out over the communicator, and Ertong quickly reloaded his pistol with the quick-changer while pulling his magic blade out of the heart of the victim beside him.
He used his flying claws to pull himself up to the stairs on a higher level and rushed towards the seventh floor, asking:
"What about you? What are you doing?"
"I'm on the twelfth floor, and there's an 'old rival' here. But don't worry, I'll take care of it."
Peter replied and ended the call.
Ertong frowned and rushed forward like a shadow. As soon as he jumped into the seventh floor, several bullets flew towards him. He did not choose to dodge but held the knife with both hands and chopped the oncoming bullets in a cool way.
Then he saw his attacker.
He was dressed in a flashy white suit, a white cape, and a white mask that revealed only a pair of sinister and ruthless eyes. He held the gun in one hand and fired continuously at two barrels, while his other hand was typing on something that looked like a computer.
Is it sending a distress message?
"Be careful, this is 'White Ghost', the second commander of the world's cleaner garrison, a mutant who is proficient in killing."
The old Green Goblin's weak voice sounded in the communicator. When Jason rushed to attack this guy, he said quickly, just like the boss introduction in the voiceover:
"He feels no pain and can create some kind of illusion, has super speed and super strength, and has super shooting skills that make him very dangerous.
But he drank the wine in which I put poison, and he was weakened.
Kill him! "
"Shut up."
The bullets fired by Ertong were dodged by White Ghost as if he had foreseen the future. The latter used the wall to counterattack like an acrobat, kicked the knife in Ertong's hand away and punched him hard.
Jason was knocked back and spun in the air before falling to the ground. The White Ghost did not intend to fight him, but when he turned around to continue sending signals, he saw that a black bat dart had been inserted into his portable computer. The bat dart with EMP impact completely destroyed the delicate thing.
"Bang"
The bullet flew over and grazed White Ghost's cheek and tore his cloak. The second barrel in front of him picked up his Great Caste Blade, held the gun in one hand and the knife in the other, and took a fighting stance.
The eyes beneath the red helmet were filled with fierce fighting spirit and burning gloom.
He stretched out his voice and said:
"Come here, little white mouse, let Brother Jason give you a taste of sweetness, mad dog. Ah, I'm starting to do this job, I really love it!"
On the twelfth floor, Old Spider was already fighting with the number one commander of the cleaners stationed in this world.
This guy's outfit is obviously not as sexy as White Ghost's. He has to put on a conspicuous outfit in a life-threatening place for fear that he will not die fast enough.
The commander in front of me is very low-key.
He was wearing a black uniform, but the appearance of his armor was completely different from that of the soldiers. It was painted blue and black and wore a dark red eagle claw cloak. He carried a bow and quiver on his back.
He had a retractable sword and a pistol in his hands, and beside him were a shield and gloves that had just been knocked down by the angry old spider, as well as many strange weapons.
Of course, the most striking feature of this guy is the unique skull-shaped tactical mask on his face that exudes a metallic atmosphere.
Master of Imitation!
A top-notch mercenary who is said to be able to perfectly imitate all the tactical moves of all enemies. There is no trace of this guy in the old Spider's world, but this seemingly low-key but actually very capable guy not only participated in the Doomsday War three years ago, but also caused unimaginable terrible damage to the desperate Avengers.
The psychological trauma he caused to Peter has not dissipated to this day, but it doesn't matter, everything will end today, right here! The grudge is over.
"You were the one who attacked Clint! And you were showing off your power with his weapon!"
Peter was so angry that he punched repeatedly, but the loss of his spider sense made it difficult for his punches to cause effective damage to his opponent who was also a master of martial arts.
The latter held a sword and a gun in his hands but did not attack. He dodged Peter's fists as agile as a fox and silently analyzed his fighting style.
The old spider swung out spider silk to pull up the round shield on the ground and threw it towards the bastard, while roaring:
"Remember? That Doomsday Battle! On our helicarrier, you blew up our command system, killed Commander Hill, and looted our spare weapons.
It was you who brought our battleship down from the sky!
It's you who destroyed our last hope of defending the enemy!
It was you who launched the virus missiles at my city... I'm going to kill you!"
Faced with old Peter's anger, the silent imitator in front of him said nothing. The moment Peter shot out spider silk again, he dropped the sword and pistol in his hand.
While dodging swiftly, he took out two bracelets from the weapon slots on his waist and put them on his wrists. Then, as Peter stared with wide eyes, this guy squatted on the ground and used spider silk shot from both hands to hook his legs in an almost "perfect replica" of Spider-Man's tactics.
After three consecutive falls, Peter was smashed against the wall beside him.
He jumped up dizzily to dodge, but just as he stood up, the guy rushed over swinging on the spider web and kicked him in the heart with a "Spider Hunting Blow" that was even more standard than Peter's current one.
The enormous force exerted with the power of a sledgehammer caused a terrible sound of bone cracking in the old spider's chest.
The blow knocked Peter down.
The spurting blood stained the hood, and the commander of the cleaner strode forward, flicked his hand, and a black widow blade popped out from the armor's gauntlet, ready to execute the old spider with a fatal execution.
Peter lay on the ground and watched the attacker leave his mess of weapons, a weak smile appeared under his bloodstained hood.
As his opponent's blade pierced his flesh, he grabbed the syringe Mason gave him and injected one-third of the liquid into his arm without hesitation.
The cold liquid instantly brought strength and uncontrollable animal will into the blood vessels, and Wolverine's abilities were transferred to Spider-Man.
The beast perception caused Peter to feel an uncontrollable murderous intent, but fortunately, he had similar abilities before, so Peter quickly suppressed his out-of-control mind.
The wound on his chest healed quickly.
Even the execution blade that the commander stabbed out was caught by Peter with both hands and stuck in his chest at his heart. He raised his head and looked at the Cleaner Commander who kept trying to break free.
He endured the pain and even enjoyed the pain that came from the bottom of his heart.
Under the blood-stained spider mask, he said in a hoarse voice:
"I've long known that you can mimic the fighting techniques of any enemy you encounter. I saw you shoot Clint through the heart with a bow and arrow, and I know what you are capable of.
But I also know that you can only imitate one person at a time!
You've transformed yourself into Peter Parker, great... Now it's time to face him, the dangerous friend I've never met but with whom I'm said to have a good relationship."
"bass"
The blood-stained bone claws pierced out from Old Peter's fists, and with a beast-like vengeful intent, stabbed into the waist and abdomen of the imitation master in front of him, tearing open the armor with one strike and cutting the flesh with the second strike.
As blood gushed out, the old spider whispered:
"I heard his name is Logan. I am going to use his power to kill you now. I have been a good person for too long. I have seen so much darkness and pain. The despair is tormenting my mind every moment.
It’s time to give our exhausted minds a break.”
Peter's voice dropped.
It's not that he was dead or injured, but as he said, he no longer suppressed the beast in his heart and instead completely gave his body, which had not been trained and could not exert its full strength, to the bursting beast nature.
He had waited for this day for so long, so long that he even thought it might never come.
But the day of vengeance will come, and justice will await everyone at the end... The will of the beast may come from Wolverine, but the rage that ignites it belongs to Spider-Man .
Speaking of which, the highly venomous night wolf spider is considered one of nature's top predators, right?
Tsk tsk, the Master of Mimicry has locked himself up with a wild beast, and he's in for a real hard time.
