Chapter 141

Above the Brooklyn district, Peter once again faced the pain of a superhero.

Just as he had once faced Luo De, this was the first time he heard Stark recount his fear in his own words, and also the first time he felt the struggle within his heart.

Peter suddenly discovered that people who could be called heroes always seemed to possess the same qualities; what drove Daredevil Luo De and Iron Man Stark was the same motivation.

Peter had also never agreed with a sentence as much as he did today—"Nobility is the epitaph of the noble."

Heroes are always trapped by their moral sense, which is higher than that of ordinary people; even knowing there is a dead end ahead, they must always do it.

But this did not mean they would not feel fear and pain; Peter could feel that Stark was afraid.

But he also ought to be afraid; there is no one in this world who can be without fear of death.

Yet he seemed to be driven by something, like a moth to a flame, walking toward that predetermined path.

Even though Peter had already described the scene of his death to Stark in detail, telling him about the scene of falling from the top of a high building, Stark still flew toward it without hesitation, as if he had already found a grave for himself.

Just like that night at Luo De's cabin, Peter felt the same kind of anger burning in his chest.

But this time, Peter thought, he would absolutely not witness another tragedy happen.

The same tragedy would not happen a second time; he was no longer the green Peter Parker of that time, no longer hesitating or giving up in conflict; he had already seen the path he had to take, and no matter the cost, he would stop all of this.

Peter suddenly felt as if his brain had been injected with a tranquilizer; that boiling anger began to gradually calm down, then condensed into a deeper power, surging continuously in his heart.

Suppressing this emotion, Peter said to Stark, "Let's go up together."

Steve, who was clearing out vampires at the bottom of the building, saw Stark and Peter fly up to the roof of the Highland Building together.

At this time, the night was already very deep, and the moonlight began to gradually brighten; the cold moonlight shone on the blood, revealing an eerie purple, and the bats' wings and sharp claws all flashed with a mysterious luster.

Soon, several helicopters carrying the mutant serum generator flew to the roof of the Highland Building; that device looked like an oversized ultraviolet generator, and they all had a flower-bud-like shape.

Once the device landed, Stark stood in front of the machine and adjusted it a few times; the machine lit up with a red light, and the flower bud gradually unfolded.

Meanwhile, Peter was dealing with the bats flying over; after all, an entrance with such a big commotion couldn't fail to attract the attention of the other side, and the vampires sent about a dozen bats over to harass them.

Stark muttered to himself, "Startup takes about 5 minutes, and until all the gas is consumed, it will take about 20 minutes; we need to hold this place for half an hour until the mutant serum takes effect."

Steve himself had no flight ability and was more suited for ground combat, and the ground troops also needed him very much; the Anquan Bureau agents were also basically stationed on the ground, and without them, ordinary people would find it too difficult to deal with those big bats. In a situation where the battle was too intense, no support could be spared from anywhere, and once mobilized by force, the defense line could potentially collapse completely.

The 5 minutes passed quickly, and the flower-bud-like generator gradually unfolded; soon, Peter felt the air become humid, and immediately after, Stark retreated, a violent gale swept past, the generator disintegrated directly, and a spherical storm swept across the entire sky above the battlefield.

Peter lay on the railing at the edge of the building and looked down; at first, the bats didn't have any changes, but in less than two minutes, scales began to flash on some of the bats, and after about three minutes, the mutation broke out completely.

Many bats grew a lizard's claw on their heads, and a leg suddenly grew on the bats' wings; Peter shivered because he found that these mutations were really a bit unbearable to look at—to put it bluntly, they were too disgusting.

Imagine a bat that was flying perfectly fine in the air suddenly screaming, seven or eight lizard legs growing out of its abdomen, and then falling down; the whole bat turned into a meatball tangled with scales and claws.

Steve did a roll, dodging a lizard-meatball monster falling from mid-air; he felt his throat was a bit uncomfortable, and he said into the walkie-talkie, "Connors, this thing is really a bit too disgusting; my God, I've lived for so many years, and I've never seen anything so..."

Indeed, the combination of bat and lizard was truly too hard to accept; this style was too early for any carbon-based life form, and many soldiers on the front line, although not hit by the falling bat-lizard monsters, suffered a considerable mental impact and squatted on the spot, dry-heaving.

But it must be said that this mutation attack was extremely effective; the vast majority of the infected bats directly lost their combat ability; after all, you couldn't expect a monster with seven or eight legs growing on its body and wings to still fly as usual.

Most of the mutated bats fell on the spot, either falling into a pulp or rolling on the ground.

The bats' self-healing ability was also of no use; essentially, they were not injured, just had a few extra parts; self-healing ability could only make wounds grow back, but for the extra scales, claws, and legs, there was nothing that could be done.

However, although the vast majority of bats were infected, some escaped unscathed; Deacon saw this situation and roared angrily, "Hurry up and attack that device on the roof!! Can't you see? It's that thing that's causing trouble!!"

He was going crazy; the vast majority of the combat-capable living force had been infected, and Deacon couldn't crack this mutation for the time being.

Within a short half hour, the situation on the battlefield almost turned into a one-sided slaughter; humans did not encounter any resistance and directly recaptured the Brooklyn Bridge; if this continued, the vampires would definitely be wiped out.

Deacon cursed loudly, but the situation did not improve at all; finally, he said coldly, "It seems I can only let the great Bat Guardian descend early."

He looked at the roof of the Highland Building with cold eyes and then said, "The great Bat Guardian will destroy that damn device for us."

Stark and Peter on the roof were focusing on dealing with some surviving bats; suddenly, Peter's spider-sense went off, an image in the haze flashed by, and Peter shouted, "Retreat!! There's danger!! Retreat quickly!!!"

Stark retreated in response, but it was still a bit late; a violent red light erupted from the center of the roof, and a red beam of light shot straight into the sky, almost making the starlight dim because of it.

Stark was directly blown off the roof by the light, and Peter also almost fell; fortunately, he used a spider-web to hang onto the edge of the building and climbed back up after a few moments; although Stark's armor was somewhat damaged by the impact, the power system was still usable, and he also lay on the edge of the roof and then jumped up.

In the center of the roof of the Highland Building, after the red light gradually dissipated, a figure appeared; Peter saw a male figure with long black hair, wearing a formal suit, and eyes glowing red, appearing in the center of the beam of light.

This was indeed the common image of a vampire, and Peter's spider-sense had almost reached its peak.

He was almost driven crazy by this intense sense of crisis; every cell in his body was telling him to run, to leave this place, and if he didn't leave, he would die.

The first sentence this Bat Guardian spoke was, "Spider... where are you? Oh, here you are, my sacrifice..."

Peter felt as if his throat had been strangled; he slowly fell down, feeling a huge suction force coming from the vampire's body; he clutched his throat and struggled desperately on the ground.

Powerful physical strength could not resist this suppression on the soul; the time Peter had possessed the spider mutation ability was simply too short, and he had no way to resist the cosmic vampire that roamed the multiverse hunting Spider-Men.

Seeing this situation, Stark rushed over quickly; he pressed Peter down, pulled off his mask, and then looked into his eyes and said, "Wake up! Peter! Wake up, you have to resist him!!!"

But Peter just kept twitching and rolling his eyes, completely unable to respond to Stark.

Stark knelt on the ground halfway; he looked up and saw the figure who called himself the Bat Guardian stretching out a hand, seemingly absorbing something from Peter's body.

Stark didn't even think; he directly raised his palm, and the repulsor beam fired at the vampire, but this vampire was not one of those bats from Earth after all; a magical barrier appeared and easily blocked all of Stark's attacks.

Seeing that long-range attacks were ineffective, Stark rushed toward the vampire; at this moment, Morlun also noticed that there was someone else on the roof besides Spider-Man, but he didn't take Stark seriously at all; during his journey to hunt Spider-Men, many local forces had resisted him, but no one had succeeded.

With a wave of his hand, Iron Man flew out; Stark saw that something seemed to be being pulled out of Peter's body; he knew that it was probably Peter's soul, and he knew even more clearly that if this continued, Peter would definitely die.

Stark said to Jarvis, "Eject me from the armor! Then initiate self-destruct! Must interrupt him!!"

"There is a dedicated self-destruct armor nearby, you..."

"No time! Just use this one!" Stark shouted.

Instantly, Stark ejected directly from the flying-back armor, and then the armor rushed straight toward the vampire.

The moment Peter's consciousness returned, he saw Stark eject from the armor; this image and the image of Stark's death he had seen in his consciousness gradually overlapped.

Peter shouted, "No!!!!"

Before he could finish shouting, black slime surged out from one of his arms, directly wrapped around Stark, and then pulled back fiercely; Stark was thrown in front of Peter.

But the violent impact and the emergency stop during high-speed movement still caused Stark's internal organs to suffer a huge impact; blood surged out from his mouth, nose, and ears, and almost instantly, Stark lost consciousness.

Peter gasped for air; he was almost going crazy; the image of Stark's death played back in Peter's mind continuously, almost just a little bit...

ahzww.

This intense fear engulfed Peter's reason; his spider-sense began to ring crazily, and Peter's consciousness was in chaos.

Suddenly, the vampire saw Peter, who was kneeling on the ground, look up at him; that look made him feel very strange; there was no fear or despair in it.

He had never seen any Spider-Man possess such a look; in his hunting journey, he had seen too much fear, unwillingness, and resentment in the face of death, but he had never seen this calmness like a black ocean.

"You damn vampire..." Peter slowly climbed up from the ground; he lowered his head, his hair falling in front of his eyes, obscuring the bright moonlight, leaving his eyes shrouded in shadow.

"Don't compare me to that group of bats." The vampire said, "I am a member of the great Morlun family; I am the god of bats!"

"Bats? No..."

An endless black tide surged out from the consciousness space; in a trance, in a strange night sky, a group of bats with heavy shadows streaked past.

Morlun heard the voice of the Spider-Man in front of him become low, as if it overlapped with another cold voice:

"You haven't seen real... bats."

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