Chapter 4037

Spider-Man's attack focus was all on Arkham Batman. Shiler was off to the side firing his laser gun back and forth, but no one paid him any attention. The laser gun could hardly hit Spider-Man, but it could cut their webs, depriving them of airborne combat ability, and on the ground against Arkham Batman, that was like infantry ramming a tank.

Although from the performance metrics, Spider-Man was the tank, but alas, Arkham Batman is a game character—once his health bar lights up, it's a combo to death, with no variation in the execution animation.

The Spider-Men gradually realized this wouldn't work, so some quick-thinking ones decided to first deal with Shiler, who was causing trouble on the side. The result was one scream after another, and in the end, they all honestly went back to fight Batman.

The Spider-Men's idea was sound—they had numbers, and if they engaged in a war of attrition, they could definitely wear the opponent down. Moreover, they had reinforcements coming; as long as they held out, once stronger reinforcements arrived, they would still win.

To avoid exposing a weakness, the Spider-Men didn't dare trade blows like before; they basically just took turns harassing, but never dared to press forward.

Even so, two Spider-Men were still caught by Arkham Batman—one had his neck twisted, the other nearly severed at the waist, and both turned into white light.

And as they fought, the Spider-Men realized something was off: "How is this guy not tired at all?!"

The Spider-Men's harassment wasn't just harassment—after all, their strength far exceeded that of ordinary people, and a casual collision carried the force of a train. Under these conditions, the stamina and energy consumed in combat were incomparable; ordinary people could grapple for half an hour, which was already considered astonishing stamina.

But they had besieged Arkham Batman for over an hour, and he showed no signs of fatigue—his punches were still fast, his kicks still powerful, and when he grabbed someone, it was a twelve-hit aerial combo.

Although the Spider-Men rescued in time, they still got injured—currently, four or five had broken ribs, and one had been slashed three times long on the back by a knuckleduster, looking like he'd lose too much blood.

Fortunately, they had healing potions brought from the Central Universe Command Center—relying on pills could still hold out for a while. The healing potion was good everywhere, but its biggest problem was that it couldn't be taken consecutively, or the effect would drop drastically, and there was also a certain risk of turning into a lizard.

This potion was only suitable for post-battle recovery, not emergency healing during combat. Although there were other medicines for emergency recovery, none could be used without limits and still have zero side effects—no divine medicine.

"Damn it!" Gwen Spider-Man was blown away again, she cursed, but still climbed up from the ground.

She was at a disadvantage because her body weight was smaller than other Spider-Men's, making her easy to blow away. Although spider setae helped her grip the ground, if she stuck dead to the floor, it was more likely to shatter her bones from impact.

"Hey! Catch!" The main universe Spider-Man tossed her another vial of potion. Gwen Spider-Man injected it into her arm, feeling her aching bones gradually recover.

But she suddenly felt an itch on her neck, reached up, and touched something extremely rough, like reptilian scales.

"Hiss..." Gwen Spider-Man sucked in a breath of cold air, knowing she couldn't use the potion anymore, or she'd turn into Gwen Lizard.

"Oh my god!" Another Spider-Man also fell to the ground, rolled twice on the dirt, crawled up with a grimy face, limped over, and said, "This guy is a monster! He's stronger than a wolf spider! My back..."

The main universe Spider-Man watched his companions dwindle, his heart growing more anxious. Spider-Men were naturally skilled in close combat, lacked ranged attacks, and lacked killing moves—fighting Arkham Batman, who countered them perfectly, left their heads buzzing.

Actually, after receiving the Shadow Spider-Man's distress call, the main universe Spider-Man volunteered to lead the team, wanting to wipe the main universe's shame, but didn't expect to hit a hard nut.

But thinking about it, if it weren't for enough bad luck, this main universe wouldn't have fallen to them.

The main universe Spider-Man gritted his teeth again and charged at Arkham Batman. He feigned a frontal attack, but as he approached, he flipped in midair to Batman's back, grabbed his cape, and yanked hard.

Spider-Man's strength was still great—Arkham Batman was pulled back several steps directly. Seeing an opening, the main universe Spider-Man swung the cape, grabbed it, and threw Arkham Batman into the air.

He stuck a web to the wall, kicked toward Arkham Batman—but just then, Arkham Batman moved sideways in a posture completely defying physics.

The main universe Spider-Man couldn't retract his force in midair—he kicked forward, right into Arkham Batman's face, and was then grabbed by the throat by the floating Arkham Batman.

"NO!!!!" The other Spider-Men stared in horror.

Arkham Batman could have snapped the main universe Spider-Man's neck, but after choking him, he instead slammed him hard into the ground.

The main universe Spider-Man rolled ten-plus meters away; in his peripheral vision, Arkham Batman slowly landed, his cloak slightly dirty.

This guy obviously could fly. The main universe Spider-Man even wanted to laugh—he'd thought the description of Batman in "Gotham Travelogue" was somewhat artistically exaggerated, but now it seemed not artistic enough!

The movie universe Spider-Man was also stunned: "No way, how can Batman fly? I don't think he had this ability before?"

Arkham Batman's cape moved on its own, magical light flickering in his eyes, especially bright in the dim mine.

He just took a step forward, and within two seconds, the Spider-Men "swish swish swish" all scrambled up the walls. Gwen Spider-Man grabbed the main universe Spider-Man, the movie Spider-Man carried the Shadow Spider-Man—if they couldn't phase through walls, they'd already have made it to Centaurus by now.

Even if Shiler couldn't read minds, he could hear their inner howls: "Save me! Someone opened it! Admin? Lord? You don't seal this—you're human?!"

At that moment, engine sounds came from the top of the cave entrance. Shiler looked up—dozens of mechs were slowly descending, nearly filling the upper space of the cavern, followed by three Iron Men with chests glowing, and then two squads of Fantastic Four.

"This is really a big move." Shiler couldn't help but sigh, "Looks like they've decided to leave us in Centaurus."

Don't be fooled by the small number—Tony Stark and Reed Richards are research-type talents; in the command center's view, they're treasures among treasures, not to be brought out until the final moment—this time they sent five or six at once, showing they're determined to fight to the end.

Shiler then looked at Arkham Batman, unsure whether he was the vanguard or if this reinforcement was just him alone. If the former, it'd be okay; if the latter, they'd definitely have a tough fight.

Iron Man landed, one of them opening his visor clearly wanting to say something. Just then, a huge magic circle lit up on the round cavern floor—Constantine had struck!

Instantly, a magic storm swept the entire cavern, all electronic devices hit by energy shock—those mechs that hadn't landed yet were instantly twisted and flung.

One mech was blown straight into the wall—but don't forget the Spider-Men were still hanging on the wall. The mech smashed into a Spider-Man, then both fell together, landing on another Spider-Man below—one mech and two Spider-Men rolled into a ball.

Shiler, who had darted to the side fastest, instantly spotted the opening—before the rolling motion even ended, he fired a shot, instantly sparking a white light, then fired again—unfortunately, this shot missed, and that Spider-Man was pulled back by the Spider-Man hanging above via web.

But seeing the sea of enemies before him, Shiler still had a headache—if this melee broke out, he'd suffer the most. After all, his shield had been knocked down by the Spider-Men, and he had no time to recharge—he could at most take one more hit, and if caught in area damage, he could return to the fountain.

Shiler's thoughts raced—staying here to fight them was meaningless and wouldn't help Arkham Batman much; he had to think of another way.

Shiler's thoughts flashed like lightning—soon he had an idea. He leaned against the cavern edge and used his communicator to say to Arkham Batman: "Lend me the Batmobile."

Arkham Batman didn't respond for a long time—Shiler thought he hadn't heard. After a while, he slowly said: "You mean, let me fight all these people barehanded?"

Shiler of course knew the Batmobile was absurd—human-vehicle fusion naturally gave higher odds—but he now needed to find the decisive power, and running on his own was too slow; he needed transport.

But he didn't need to go far—just needed to use the Batmobile to fly through the complex mine back to the surface, because the stealth fighter they'd come in on was still intact. Surface travel could be handled by the stealth fighter.

In the end, Arkham Batman still gave him the Batmobile. Shiler said nothing more—expressing gratitude by getting to work.

He sneaked out along the way he came, because the magic storm had caused huge chaos—the Spider-Men were busy rescuing, the Iron Men adjusting mechs, the Fantastic Four seeking the culprit—so no one noticed him, and he easily reached the mouth of the cavern ahead.

Retracing his steps, he found the Batmobile on the other side of the mine shaft. He got in, activated the Batmobile's magic mode, which could directly phase through walls.

This way, flying straight up, he wouldn't need to wander those winding mine tunnels—about two minutes later he reached the surface. He messaged Arkham Batman, who immediately recalled the Batmobile. Shiler only knew that now, the mine would probably have many more Iron Man speed bumps, Spider-Man speed bumps, and four-in-one speed bumps.

Boarding a small spacecraft, Shiler didn't delay, flying straight up to the planet's blockade layer. Those police ships were indeed still there, hovering quietly—those Interstellar Safety Commission agents should still be searching on the ground.

Shiler knew they hadn't returned because he'd told them earlier that Thanos had taken over this matter. As the newly appointed Chancellor, he was a hotshot—if he could perform in front of him, promotion was imminent.

These people didn't know what that white light meant—they wouldn't leave without finding Doctor Strange. And these blockade ships had a mother ship—Shiler had seen it when leaving the Interstellar Safety Commission port; his target was that vessel.