Nuan Nuan Saves the World [Comprehensive British and American]

The Maleficent Curse is not a spell that is difficult to undo. Strictly speaking, the difficulty of the spell itself is not too high. It is basically equivalent to an upgraded version of the combination of the Sleeping Curse and the Petrification Curse, which comes with a love potion and a confusion potion. Effect.So even Peter, Zatana and the others are very relieved to let him be the candidate for breaking the curse.

Oh, it’s true that Peter and Chris had a soul connection because of the dagger, but the more reason is that Peter stared at Chris’s longing and pitiful appearance. No one is a fool, even if I didn’t see it at first, and now I probably know the idea of ​​pajama babies. Compared with Chris, who had no integrity 800 years ago, they are very happy to give young, lively and lovable people (emphasis) Peter creates a little opportunity instead of watching Brutoni or someone else give Chris a deep kiss.

As it should have been, Peter kissed Chris, the kiss of true love lifted the malevolent spell, Disney's fairytale-movie-like happy ending.

— but only if it was really the witch's Maleficent that put Chris to sleep.

In fact, it is not the Maleficent Curse, although it looks like it is, but it is just a disguise covered by the goddess of death. Chris's soul has not been sleeping in the depths of consciousness, but has been dragged into a place that belongs to death. In this world, even if Peter pulled him to give him a chance to breathe and tear open the gap to escape that world, he just fell into the gap of space and time, not his original body.

There was only an empty shell left in his body, so what Peter's consciousness entered was just an empty shell, empty like a huge black hole, Peter blinked blankly, and tentatively called Chris' name .

"Chris?"

"Chris... Elf?"

His voice evokes floating fine points of light from the darkness, data in a form indistinguishable to the naked eye surrounds Peter, half of the data is the soul of an ordinary human being, and the Goddess of Death obviously does not control the part that belongs to the inorganic data. There is no concept of death, they will only be broken up, and then reassembled in a different arrangement, immortal, never perishing.

The human part is the bones of the soul, and the data part is filled with flesh and blood. When the bones are taken away from the soul by the goddess of death, the flesh and blood should have crumbled according to the laws of nature, but the remaining part is more or less covered by this half body. Retained by the energy of the body, Peter instinctively responded to his call when he called Chris' name.

Those data felt the aura belonging to Chris on Peter, sporadic light spots gathered around Peter, Peter tried to reach out to touch those light spots - at this time he had already forgotten, in the sense of soul, he This action means that he has completely opened himself up, completely accepted all the information from the outside world, and completely let those light spots flood towards him like a tide.

Mottled spots of light washed over his soul, Peter clenched his fists instinctively, the tangled branches on the dagger pierced his palm, and his blood soaked every rune on the dagger.

When he called Chris's name, the soul responded to his call, and the branch-like Ogham letters scattered and gathered, paving a narrow path in front of him.

From in front of him, through infinitely winding time and space, to the side of another soul.

Go forward, if you are fearless of death and danger.

Peter seemed to hear a voice ringing in his ear.

Or step back, with the safe and fertile Garden of Eden behind you.

The voice was like the whisper of a demon.

Young people who are still brave, not yet timid, and who have never tasted the pain of loss and sacrifice stand at the fork and choose to move forward without thinking.

The data left in Chris's soul glowed behind him, like wings growing behind him, leading him safely across the barrier of space and time, and fell into another unknown destination.

He fell from the sky.

Like a shooting star.

To explain it in a way that is easier to understand and accept, Peter fell into another parallel time and space along that path.

It's like Alice fell down the rabbit hole.

——Peter knows the theory of parallel time and space. Although he has not really seen another world, it is mentioned in the book Chris gave him that the mage who obtains power from nature perceives it earlier than any existence The world is not a single straight line, but like a big tree or a spider web, the countless possibilities extending from the same origin will become countless parallel or interlaced world lines.

However, he only knew that the book did not tell him how to return to his original world line.

The sun still rises in every world, the new day is the same as every day before, the morning road is still disturbed, the sun is still in the sky, New York is still busy, there are no invading aliens The villain who is full and has nothing to do.

This is the most ordinary world, no different from every other world.

Peter struggled to wake up with the sound of the alarm clock, turned off the alarm clock and yawned with a toothbrush in his mouth, still not quite used to the completely different appearance of himself in the mirror.

With a handsome but simple and gentle appearance, Peter blinked, and the person in the mirror blinked at him too.

The calendar on the wall stopped at a date he was not familiar with, and everything around him was filled with a subtle sense of nostalgia—not the kind of nostalgia that went back to the Middle Ages, but a little closer, more than ten years The old-fashioned feel.

The person who looks completely different from him in the mirror is called Peter Parker. He is about the same age as him and also studying in Midtown High School. Both parents died and he was raised by his uncle and aunt. One plus one is still equal to two, and the earth still revolves around the sun. .

Even this Peter Parker was bitten by a spider at a science fair and gained unusual powers.

Everything seems to be the same.

But everything is different.

Peter finished his breakfast in silence and embarrassment and caught the school bus in time. He didn't know how to communicate with the unfamiliar Uncle Ben and Aunt May.

Familiar and unfamiliar street scenes dangled from the car window, and there was no Demer sandwich shop or Chris's spice tea shop on the corner of the street.

For the umpteenth time, he searched for Tony Stark, Captain America, and every term he could think of on his mobile phone, but the result was that there was no such person without exception.

When getting out of the car, a handsome young man embraced his shoulders from behind. This young man named Harry Osborne is the best friend of "Peter" in school. Harry gestured with a smirk and walked into the school gate. The beautiful red-haired girl who is "Peter" has a crush on the red-haired girl Mary Jane.

Peter managed Harry's joke with a forced smile. He had been dropped into this world for several days, and every day his panic increased. No one came to give him the bottom line.

Without Chris, without Tony, without any reliable predecessors, he can only rely on himself to figure out what happened, and rely on himself to overcome the fear and loss of the unknown.

The whole world is strange.

To Peter it was like a false and terrifying dream.

Fortunately, the optimism and strength in his nature kept him from collapsing. He could still face everything in front of him and deal with any accident that happened with a less negative and painful attitude.

Fate pushed him on the road to becoming a hero on time, as if it had been arranged, dominoes one after another coincidence, let him put on the simple hand-sewn battle suit again, dangerously and dangerously put Uncle Ben Fished back from under the gun.

Peter accepted the arrangement of fate, he desperately adapted to this world, faced with this world, faced with the possibility that he may never go back, he did not escape or dodge, he did not bury his head in the sandpit like an ostrich Don't listen or look and pretend nothing happened.

Well, he admitted that he was depressed for a while, a long and painful period, he felt lonely and sad, the whole world only had a different kind of panic and despair in him, of course he finally crawled out of despair, and then from In the messy head filled with various changes, I found my original purpose.

He had to find Chris and bring Chris back with him.

As for the rationality and feasibility of this goal, he has left behind him. He just used this reason to salvage himself from loneliness and helplessness, and found a goal for himself to stick to. and the way forward.

Go forward, fearless of death and loss.

It's a choice he made.He should fight and then believe that he must win.

So he made Spider-Man the only superhero in the world.

Wearing a simple battle suit to save the world, gain and lose, get knocked down and stand up again, and build a new Eden on top of the ruins.

I need to find Chris.Peter has always thought so and worked so hard. The optimism and strength in his nature relied on this idea to support him through the long time that seemed to be several centuries in this strange world. I have gotten used to seeing that strange face in the mirror in the morning, and when I am used to being a lone hero and standing up as the last hope, the dream comes again.

Once again he saw the spell-woven path stretching beneath his feet, and once again he heard voices ringing in his ears.

Forward or backward?

Forward, of course.

The tiny spots of light became bright and resplendent, flying him high like wings.

When he fell, when he woke up, he sat up from a completely strange bed and faced another strange face in the mirror.

The silhouette is deep and handsome, the kind of look that girls in school like most.

But also Peter Parker.

Peter Parker from another world.

Peter pressed his forehead to the mirror, allowing himself to be an ostrich for a few seconds before facing reality.

Still the same routine, Peter Parker, his parents died, he was raised by Uncle Ben and Aunt May, he was bitten by a spider and gained superpowers, and he has a crush on Gwen Stacy, a beautiful and outstanding girl in school.

Still no Chris, no Mister Stark, no Avengers, and of course no Batman, no Superman,

However, he found a whole set of Batman Superman Lightning-related comics and adapted movies on the Internet. Peter blinked at the actor on the screen who was nothing like Mr. Wayne, and pressed the play button very honestly.

He has to find something for himself to adjust his mentality, so that he can continue to face the wave after wave of blows that life brings to him with full energy.

Although he doesn't know how many difficulties he will face next, whether he will be thrown into another world, but as long as he continues to work hard, will he find Chris in these worlds one day, and then they go home together?

Peter was somehow convinced of it.

Only by believing that you will win can you really win the final victory.

Peter deftly poured himself chicken soup for his soul, hummed a little tune, and quickly took apart a piece of clothing to sew an improved version of the spider suit for himself. On the computer screen, Superman and Batman in the movie were teaming up to fight against the villains. Mr. Lex Luthor made a cameo role as the villain, and Peter glanced at the screen and couldn't help laughing—Mr. Luthor in his world had beautiful golden curly hair, young and handsome and not bald at all.

When you go back, you must share this interesting story with Mr. Superman.

He thought this way, happy and full of hope, in the depths of his soul that he could not peek into, the golden light spots formed by the data were crowded and floating, slowly moving in a certain direction as if attracted by something, guiding Accompanied by the accumulation of free energy in the air, it echoes the general tremors, and weaves and transmits the energy.

From within the soul, extending to the edge of the world.

Chris's soul is floating in the torrent of time and space. The part of human beings who have lost data filled with flesh and blood is like an empty skeleton. middle.

His consciousness was almost fragmented in the vortex and waves.

Chris's soul is not complete, so he can't enter any world, he can only wander in the gaps.

The system is trying hard and tenaciously to keep its core data flow from collapsing, sending messages mixed with garbled characters one after another.

[Alliance collaboration missions open]

[Peter Parker has joined the team]

Energy invisible to the naked eye is transmitted from the other side of the world, twisted and braided to form a patchwork, filling the skeleton with flesh and blood little by little.

[Mission in progress... 1%... 5%...]