Marvel's Spider-Man: Web of Destiny

earth-982 universe.

new York.

Forest Hills, Queens.

The entire Forest Hills neighborhood is burning with a "wildfire" at the moment. All the houses have turned into ruins, and everything in the past has been buried in a sea of ​​fire.

Bang!

A young man raised his fist and punched the person in front of him hard.

"Let her go! You are about to kill her! If you have any problem, come to me, let her go!" The middle-aged man roared at the top of his lungs.

However, when his fist hit the man in front of him, it was like hitting a metal wall.

Not only did the other party not move at all, but the young man himself felt pain in his arm from the shock.

Damons turned to look at the young man, the expression on his face was so familiar.

In almost every world, when he killed these spiders, the spiders or the low-level trash around them would show such an expression.

"No matter how many times I see it, it's all so pleasing to the eye," Damons sighed, and pushed the middle-aged man against the wall with his elbow.

The huge force pushed the young man's chest inward.

Large mouthfuls of blood spurted out from his facial features and body, and also spilled onto the ground.

Under Damons' feet was a petite and frail figure, but that figure was wearing a spider suit.

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"My name is Madea Parker. My father was a great superhero. I, and many of my peers, grew up idolizing him."

"As time went by, I discovered that I had inherited his superpowers!"

"But my great father slowly lost his original abilities as he grew older."

"So, I took over his identity and worked hard to become a person like my father."

“People call me: Spider-Girl.”

"But today, I encountered the biggest crisis in my life, and my boyfriend Wes has..."

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Spider-Girl was lying quietly on the ground at this moment, unable to move at all.

Because her sternum, ribs, and even her limbs were all crushed by the monster-like man in front of her!

If she didn't have Spider-Man's super physique, she would probably have died by now.

But even so, she was already dying.

"This horrible monster's target was me. I led him here, to my family." Spider-Girl wailed with her remaining consciousness, "Who can come and save my family?"

Click!

Suddenly, an unusual sound was heard in the flames.

Two figures walked out slowly on the flames and came not far from Damons.

One of them was of a middle-aged man with a lame leg.

However, he always walked with a limp and had a big belly.

But for some reason, he has a special temperament.

Next to him stood a middle-aged woman holding a baby.

"Peter." The middle-aged woman was obviously worried about her husband's injury.

Her husband, Peter Parker, lost a leg in a battle with the Green Goblin and relies on a bionic leg he got from Mr. Fantastic to maintain his mobility.

After that, he decided to completely quit the superhero job and be an ordinary person to accompany his family.

The Peter Parker of this world is indeed old.

If it weren't for that face, Damons would hardly recognize the common possession of the spider he had devoured in many worlds.

However, at this moment, Peter Parker supported himself on the ground with one foot, his whole body slightly crawling, and a fierce aura gradually began to emanate from his slightly old body.

He stared at Damons, looking for flaws in him so as to find the most suitable time to attack, and whispered to his wife: "Mary Jane, that's our daughter, I must save her no matter what. It's just a leg, it's nothing. Who am I? I am..."

"Spider-Man!"

boom!

Peter Parker used his only remaining leg to kick the building beneath his feet, and with a roar, he pounced towards Damons at a rapid speed like a jumping spider.

In the afterimage, he seemed to have turned into his younger self!

Bang!

Damons was punched in the face by him, and his head tilted slightly.

He quickly readjusted his head and grinned at the middle-aged man standing on one foot in front of him: "Great!"

"Go to hell, bastard!" Middle-aged Peter threw another punch.

Damons didn't even dodge, he just tilted his head back slightly and then slammed forward hard!

Bang!

Click!

The fist and head collided, and there was a sound of broken bones.

Middle-aged Peter's hand dropped directly.

At this moment, he discovered with some sadness that although he had been hiding his superpowers and creating the illusion that he had lost his abilities all these years, in fact, his abilities now were indeed much weaker than when he was young.

Perhaps it is because the bones and muscles have lost some of their explosive power and toughness as the body ages.

The middle-aged Peter's broken hand hung by his side. He just groaned and raised his other hand again.

He's fighting for his family!

He is Spider-Man!

He never backs down!

Damons grinned. "You old spider, although the texture is a little worse, the taste must be good. Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, is that how you describe it?"

"I'll burn you to a crisp!" A twist, no, a long chain suddenly flew out from the flames and whipped Damons in the face.

The flame attached to the chain seemed to have some special power, and it actually left a burn mark on Damons' face!

He was standing in the sea of ​​fire and was hit by the middle-aged Peter's fist but he was unharmed.

"Who is it!" Damons was furious and turned around to look.

"Who is it? It's me! I am the man who returned from hell!" A voice came from the flames.

"Hey, hey, why are you stealing my line? I am obviously the man who returned from hell." Another voice with a strange accent also sounded.

"Who is it!" Damons stared at that place fiercely, grabbed a burning pillar nearby and threw it in the direction where the sound came from.

Bang!

"Hey, that's very rude of you, Damons-san."

As the sound came, a huge figure suddenly appeared in the sea of ​​fire.

It was a huge steel robot that was several dozen meters tall. Its appearance looked a bit strange, but from its overall structure, some spider elements could be vaguely identified.

Of course, from Damons' perspective, he could feel the strong scent of the spider totem emanating from this huge steel robot!

unprecedented!

Damons couldn't help but salivate.

"How can you ignore me?" The evil Spider-Man, whose head had turned into a burning skull, revealed his figure.

"Another powerful character?" Damons turned serious.

He is just irritable, not stupid.

He could feel that the two versions of the spider totems in front of him, which he had never seen before, contained extremely powerful power.

Perhaps they came from some area where Father Solus had hunted himself in the past.

In the heir family, the strength of each member is not the same.

Among them, the strongest is undoubtedly Solus. There is a huge gap between him and his children.

Going down, the second tier is Morun, Damons, Genix and Verna.

Finally, there are the youngest twin siblings, Brax and Bora.

Of course, there is also Kahn.

But Kahn's hunting was not arranged within the family, but was completely random, so it was not within this set of rules.

Within the heir family, their hunting areas will be appropriately divided according to their strength.

The strongest one, Solus, would go to the spider totem that possessed extremely powerful powers, or hunt some special totems.

As for the weakest ones, Blakes and Bora, they were assigned some ordinary hunting targets and were often asked to act together.

However, thinking that these two prey in front of him might be "father-level", Damons was not afraid but gradually became excited.

The thought of having the opportunity to hunt such a being

If he succeeds, doesn't that mean that he has reached his father's level?

Then he will be able to surpass Morlun!

Thinking of this, Damons took the initiative to rush towards the Ghost Spider-Man and 400 Aunts.

After a few minutes

Spider-Man threw the tightly-tied Damons to the ground, stepped on him, and said with disgust: "That's it?"

Damons' face had been beaten into a pig's head, several of his teeth had been knocked out, and his cheeks were swollen.

He stared at the Evil Spider-Man, stammering but unable to utter a complete sentence.

"whispering sound--"

The cockpit of Leopardon opened, and the four-hundred-year-old lady jumped out of it. She danced arrogantly, making several people present feel extremely embarrassed. Only then did she stop and meet everyone.

"So, you are all Spider-Man from other worlds?" middle-aged Peter looked up and asked, holding his daughter carefully in his only intact hand.

Ghost Spider-Man nodded, and retracted some of the fire in his head: "My name is Peter Parker, just like you, but now you can call me Ghost Spider-Man, because I am not only Spider-Man, but also a Ghost Rider and the Spirit of Vengeance."

"My name is Takuya Yamashiro, and this is my Leopardon. Although my name is not Peter Parker, I know many Peter Parkers," said the 400-year-old lady with full energy.

"Thank you for your help. I don't know what would have happened without you," Mary Jane said gratefully with red eyes.

"It's okay. In fact, we are here mainly for him," Ghost Spider-Man pointed to the baby in Mary Jane's arms.

"Him? My son? What's going on?" asked the middle-aged Peter puzzled.

He didn't think that Ghost Spider-Man and Big Mom had any ill intentions towards them. After all, they had seen the battle just now.

This battle, which lasted only a few minutes, turned the entire block into ruins, and there was no longer any intact building to be seen!

If it weren't for Aunt Four Hundred protecting them, I'm afraid their entire family would have been killed in the battle just now.

"Your son Benjamin Parker, in addition to the identities you know, actually has another identity, an identity that plays an important role in the multiverse." said the Ghost Spider-Man.

"What is it?"

"Descendants!"

As the Ghost Spider-Man spoke, he told all the grievances between the Inheritor Family and the Spider Totem, as well as what they had learned about the ultimate goal of the Inheritor Family.

"So, they want to kill my son to completely put an end to spiders like us?" Middle-aged Peter immediately figured it out.

"Yes."

"Well, I hope you can take me and my son away. Only you can protect him, right?" said the middle-aged Peter.

"It's okay, you don't have to take her away. Our boss has a very good plan. According to the plan, he will stay in this world to protect you and your family," said the Evil Spider-Man, pointing at Aunt Four Hundred.

Aunt Four Hundred crossed her hands in front of her and said solemnly, "Leave it to me, Peter-san! I am Aunt Four Hundred!"

Ghost Spider-Man:

Middle-aged Peter and Mary Jane quickly expressed their gratitude to Aunt Four Hundred.

At present, their daughter is seriously injured and has been in a coma.

Their son became one of the main targets of the heir to achieve his evil purposes.

It's just too dangerous.

Even when he was young, middle-aged Peter was not confident that he could survive such a crisis.

What's more, he is not only old but also disabled.

The companions he knew in the past were all old, and most of them had families like him. It was impossible for him to drag them into danger.

Now, with the powerful Four Hundred Aunts protecting them, the couple can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"Boss? Do we have another boss? The God of Spiders?" After feeling a little more relaxed, the middle-aged Peter's mind became a little more active.

"Well, probably. Let me think about it. As far as I know, he has integrated at least tens of thousands of Spider-Men and formed a huge alliance spanning the multiverse. This is to maintain the stability of the multiverse and prevent it from being invaded by some evil beings." Aunt Four Hundred showed admiration on her face when she talked about Peter.

He has also achieved considerable success in his own world.

But in comparison, he can only protect one world, and he doesn't protect it particularly well.

But Peter can protect so many universes at the same time, even the past time and space.

How could he not admire this?

Ghost Spider-Man also nodded solemnly, expressing his affirmation of what Aunt Four Hundred said.

"hiss--"

Middle-aged Peter took a breath.

At this moment, he unconsciously felt a sense of awe and curiosity towards the "head" he had never seen before.

What kind of existence would it be to have a being that can command tens of thousands of Spider-Men?

So, what is Peter doing now?

Let's shift our focus to him.