I am not Spider-Man because I am parasitized by an alien!

"This is.!"

Mary looked at the scene in front of her in shock.

The creature in the sky now gave her a sense of oppression that made her almost breathless.

She felt as if she was facing a sea that was about to overturn.

The tentacle monster before, in front of the vast sea, became a stream without much momentum.

The strong wind blew out from the open gap, and Mary, who was lying on the ground, could hardly open her eyes.

Surrounded by fear, she wanted to stand up and run away, but she was blown to the ground the next second.

"Bang!"

Although she didn't fall hard on the ground, she was still splashed with mud.

She took out her mobile phone and wanted to call her husband.

She used all her strength to prevent herself from being blown away by the strong wind.

"Richard?"

Mary took a deep breath and shouted to her husband on the other end of the phone: "Can you hear my voice? I'm Mary!"

After confirming that her husband could hear her voice, she immediately reported her location.

After hanging up the phone call, she looked up at the monster that had stretched out a tentacle, and opened her mouth in shock.

The scrapped car in the garbage dump was cut in half by the tentacles of the huge monster.

The parts in the rain were splashed in the air and flew everywhere.

Mary saw that the monster was about to come out of the space and felt that things must be troublesome.

She didn't know what kind of creature it was, but it was definitely not from this world.

Once it was released, the whole world might be hit.

Although this feeling was strange, it occurred in her mind.

Just as she was desperately thinking about what to do, a figure suddenly appeared in front of her with a "whoosh".

Peter, wearing the cloak of Doctor Strange, was covered with a black exoskeleton, exuding a powerful pressure that seemed to be almost condensed into substance.

Mary opened her mouth wide and looked at Peter who suddenly appeared.

What kind of existence is this?

And the other party also looks extremely powerful.

Peter flew in the air, looking at the eye demon that was about to come out of the alien space, frowning slightly.

He was originally using the bloodstone ring to absorb the dark creatures of this world, but he didn't expect that Wanda, who built the portal for him, was distracted and actually launched an extremely powerful space magic.

Magicians usually cause trouble, and Wanda's trouble is directly challenging the highest difficulty.

She directly summoned her old friend, the Eye Demon, through the channel connecting to the outside world.

"Swoosh!"

The next second, Wanda also used magic to move here.

She felt a little embarrassed and dared not look at Peter's eyes.

Looking at the Eye Demon that was about to be released because of Wanda's mistake, the exoskeleton on the surface of Peter's wrist changed and extended a sharp blade-like existence.

As his thoughts were sent out, the blade on the surface of his body directly rushed towards the tentacles of the Eye Demon.

Directly cut off the two tentacles that the Eye Demon stretched out.

After several days of absorbing dark creatures, Peter's strength at this time has also increased a lot.

The alien embryo in the body acts as a DNA evolution device, constantly absorbing and evolving the genes of dark creatures, and absorbing the abilities and basic qualities of these creatures into the body.

The red bloodstone ring helps it better understand the abilities of these dark creatures, allowing him to understand and use them more quickly.

"Sorry, old friend, this is not the place you should be."

As he said this, he stretched out his hand to the monster, and a green energy instantly hit the eye demon in another dimension.

Using the ability absorbed from a two-headed ram monster, the green energy emitted from Peter's hand hit the other side of the eye demon's body.

"Boom!"

A sharp roar sounded, and the strong vibration spread around along the air.

Facing the other tentacle stabbed by the eye demon, Peter dodged at an almost teleporting speed, and his alienated arms turned into countless black and sticky existences like giant snakes, and attacked the tentacles of the eye demon directly.

The sharp and powerful giant snake instantly strangled the tentacles of the eye demon.

After absorbing countless dark monsters, his speed, strength and defense have been enhanced by more than one level.

In addition to the various strange abilities of those dark creatures, his current strength has more than doubled compared to before.

Now he is alone, and he can deal with the eye demon calmly even if he is defeated.

At least it will not be like the last time when he was weak and had to join forces with Doctor Strange, Dr. Pym and others to drive the opponent away.

"Wanda!"

Peter looked at Wanda, "Close the portal!"

He shouted at Wanda, asking her to close the portal immediately and lock the other party out before they all came.

"Understood!"

Hearing Peter's voice, Wanda immediately activated her magic and began to close the passage.

With Wanda's actions and Peter's continuous attacks, the second invasion of the Eye Demon was finally repelled.

"Bang!"

The other party's cut tentacles fell to the ground, making a dull sound.

Peter did not waste these tentacles, and directly threw out his razor-like tail to absorb them.

On the other side, Gwen had arrived in the air with spider silk.

When she saw Peter appear, her original worry immediately dissipated.

Richard and Helen also drove to the scene.

Pulling Mary up from the ground, Richard looked at his wife with muddy clothes and asked nervously: "Are you okay? Are you injured anywhere? Mary."

"I'm fine."

Mary recovered from the shock and looked at Peter flying in the sky in the distance.

"Then what is that?"

The scene that just happened was too shocking. Her mind was still buzzing and her consciousness had not yet fully recovered.

The continuous mental shock made her a little confused.

"That is."

Richard looked at Peter with a complicated expression, feeling both relieved and proud.

"He is Peter, that is our son, our future son."

"What?!"

Mary was stunned when she heard this.

"Are you kidding? That's Peter, and you said he's our child?"

What Mary experienced today was bizarre enough. It was a human with tentacles and an eye monster in the gap in the sky. Now her husband has to tell himself that the person who expelled the eye monster is his son!

She felt that she must be dreaming today.

"I don't understand why. This is not common sense."

With her mind a little messy, she stammered to her husband: "Did Peter come here in a time machine? Although I have always felt that he has some connection with us, but our children in the future, this kind of thing is too ridiculous. and unreal.”

"I didn't believe it at first, until Gwen told me everything about Peter, and I thought, if they were liars, there was no way they could make up a lie that I couldn't find a problem with."

Richard said to his wife: "He is our child Peter Parker eighteen years later. Although without our company, he finally became a hero who can make the world better and change the world."

Mary quickly discovered the point from her husband's words, "Wait, you mean we won't be with our child and spend his life together in the future? What happened to us?"

She immediately asked uneasily about the future.

On the other side, after Peter absorbed the beholder's tentacles, he clenched his fists and felt the surge of power in his body.

The two hearts in the body were beating rapidly.

He could hear the blood flowing inside his body, and the air in the surrounding space seemed to be gradually solidifying.

Time and space gave him different feelings.

An existence in a higher dimension, his spiritual sea seems to have touched those dimensional creatures that he has never felt before.

He raised his head and looked at the sky, where someone seemed to be peeping at him.

Lowering his head, he looked into the distance.

"Whoosh!"

The next second, almost at the speed of teleportation, he moved to the side of Tentacle Black Strange.

The tentacle Black Strange, which was difficult to deal with in Gwen's eyes, was caught in Peter's hand.

The frightened tentacled Hei Qiqi tried to escape, but his neck was twisted directly with a "click".

In Richard's stunned eyes, Peter moved in front of him in the blink of an eye.

The mask on his face slowly faded, and Peter greeted him.

"Mr. Parker, Ms. Parker."

Richard looked at his son with a complicated expression, "You are really Peter Parker, right?"

He put his hand on Peter's shoulder, "I didn't expect us to be face to face like this, in this way."

Peter looked at Richard's excited expression and glanced at Gwen, knowing that Gwen must have told him his identity.

"I didn't expect that either."

Peter was silent for a moment, he didn't know what to call this cheap daddy.

Because he had never met him before, and his relationship with the other person was not very deep, he really couldn't say it if he called the other person "father".

"We are all proud of you. We are proud to see you like this."

Richard held his hand tightly, and Mary, who was next to her, was also infected by her husband's emotions and reached out to hold Peter's hand.

She could feel that this seemed to be an inseparable connection between blood lines.

After returning to the villa area, Gwen and her mother Helen chatted in a nearby bar.

"Waiter."

Helen called the waiter she met last time.

She tapped the rim of the glass as she spoke, "This time I want you to put another glass of Long Island Iced Tea into this glass of wine, and this time, you have to adjust the wine to the next level. Give me a drink."

She was a little dissatisfied with the wine the other party mixed last time.

"Are you still drinking?"

Gwen didn't know her mother still drank.

"It's just an alcoholic drink. I tried it recently."

Helen waited for the waiter to mix her drinks, and she asked Gwen: "Can you tell fortunes?"

"Divination? No, I can't, but I know a Mrs. Webber who is very good at it. I don't know how she does it. Maybe it's 'Jibu'."

Helen coughed, "Well, Gwen, did you know that 'Gypsy' is a racist term? Many people think that it is completely a racist term and is the abbreviation of 'Gypsy', because obviously Gypsies always Trick people around."

"Baby theft and all that shit, okay, I'm kinda confused about what the hell I'm talking about too? Come on, Todd, can you hurry up?"

Todd is the bartender in this restaurant and the waiter who mixes drinks for Helen.

He wore a black polo shirt that resembled a bundle of dry branches.

The pimples on his face were so rough that Gwen almost dropped her mozzarella stick when she saw him for the first time.

"No problem." The other person's voice was the rough, youthful hoarse voice of adolescence.

There are not many people here.

Gwen even imagined the scene in her head.

Tombstones were set up at every booth and table, and it would be more appropriate to let spider webs and graveyard moss cover the whole place.

She was a little unsure if this was the only bar in the area.

"What do you think of bars, Gwen?"

"Well, I don't know, a place to relax?"

Helen shook her head and said:

"To me, wine is wine, greasy food is greasy food, and everything should be like this, look at the signs nailed to the walls here."

"Pretentious nonsense, street signs, faux retro style, a paddle, what can a paddle have to do with it, maybe to scare off annoying customers?"

She wondered how long it would take Todd to mix the drinks.

But soon Helen decided to focus on the present, talking about her new friends - Gwen and Peter.

"Let me ask you something," she said, a little vaguely.

It made her feel so good to speak vaguely.

Helen guessed that she had drunk - five? - five Long Island iced teas.

Each of them was weak individually, but together they formed a cauldron of bubbles in her belly. "Gwen, let me ask you something." Helen put a drink in front of Gwen. "Have you ever thought that, this is it, my life means something, it's terrible, and you hate it, and...right? But then you find that your life is all about this thing, which is completely different from everything else, and in many ways, this thing is worse than what you thought you had to do. Do you understand what I mean, Gwen?" "Maybe, I don't know." Gwen shook her head, she thought her mother was drunk. Helen sighed slightly, "Well, actually I'm talking about my parents, and dealing with my parents is the worst thing in my life." She heard a sound from her right: the clicking of fingers on the bar. At the end of the bar, no one was sitting there. But she seemed to see a crow standing there, trying to stick its beak into a small wine glass. Its beak made a clinking sound on the glass. Smoke slowly rose from its beak hole.

She blinked, and the crow disappeared.

Helen felt like she was the crow that wanted to drink, wanted to touch the affection of her family but could never do so.

"Gwen, you must be something in my future, right? My daughter, or my granddaughter?"

She said something that stunned Gwen.

Helen's voice was light, and a hot acid refluxed from her stomach to her throat like a rocket.

This was a cold reminder: she might be drunk.

But she still looked at Gwen intently, waiting for her answer.