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Chapter 185 Damn, it's Brother Ni
Chapter 185 Damn, it's Brother Ni
Of course, some villains tried to break the man's control, such as Enchantress, but they were repelled by the red beams of light shooting from the man's eyes. Soon, Doctor Strange was covered in purplish-black cracks and was casually thrown to the ground.
"Hello everyone." The man gave a satisfied look, then glanced at the heroes who were already tied up beside them: "Oh,"
"I almost forgot about you, Avengers, are you still alive?"
Tony's face flushed with anger: "Damn Rune, of course I'm still alive!"
"Great." Rune placed the briefcase on the ground and opened it. Soon, a series of heroes emerged from it. Spider-Man, Daredevil, Luke Cage, and other street heroes were among them, while Magneto, Scarlet Witch, Doctor Strange, and Clyde were standing at the front.
"Wait, what's this Strange?" Black Widow couldn't help but ask. There was still a bright red ligature mark on her neck, and her face was bruised and swollen, clearly indicating that she had suffered greatly at Bullseye's hands. However, after seeing Bullseye's fate, she was noticeably calmer.
At least I didn't die, right?
"Isn't it obvious?" Strange sighed, looking at the corpse at his feet. "That wasn't me."
Cly was disgusted by the Doctor Strange from another world; not only did he have three eyes, but he also had tentacles growing from his chin.
The ugliness was almost abstract: "It seems that in your other world, you worshipped that Great Old One—Shuma Golas, right?"
"I don't think this is a very good time to chat," said Spider-Man, who was already hanging upside down in mid-air on his webs. He also pointed to the villains on the other side, who, although temporarily restrained by the rune, were now itching to cause trouble. "Perhaps we should ask them for their opinion?"
Rune glanced at the villains before him: "Let's begin, proceed according to plan!"
In the next instant, the Punisher drew his gun swiftly and fired over a dozen bullets imbued with malevolent magic at the now lizard-like Green Goblin in a very short time. These bullets did not come from Rune, but from Strange, who had also taught himself some magical arts and could help create magical items. Magical bullets were naturally the simplest, but also the most time-consuming, among these items.
These gunshots completely opened the prelude to the great battle. The entire island was instantly filled with the smell of gunpowder. It was as chaotic and full of stray bullets as a large-scale melee organized by the Greenskins.
The Green Goblin roared as he was struck, the pain fueling his rage. He lunged at the Punisher with astonishing speed, but the Punisher reacted just as quickly, dodging backward while continuing to fire. Bullets rained down, striking the Green Goblin with dull thuds.
As it turns out, Green Goblin's transformation into a lizardman was a complete negative improvement. While his strength, agility, and regenerative abilities all saw significant advancements, his defense actually decreased after removing his armor. Therefore, he was now riddled with bullet holes.
Blood flowed freely. However, he seemed completely unconcerned, instead becoming even more ferocious and letting out even more terrifying roars.
This time, Green Goblin's suppressed lizard instincts erupted completely. The excessive pain transformed this originally cunning and treacherous villain into a featureless lizardman antagonist, which was undoubtedly a good thing for the Punisher. He continued to move and shoot with the precision and lethality of a robot.
Meanwhile, Kraven went straight for Spider-Man. He threw a spear with all his might, but this wasn't a surprise attack; rather, it was a declaration to Spider-Man that he would be his opponent from now on.
"Let's begin the hunt, Spider-Man!" Kraven's eyes were fixed on the man in the red and blue suit, a confident yet cruel smile on his face, as if he already considered Spider-Man his for the taking.
Faced with this spear, Spider-Man certainly had no intention of dodging—his spider-sense didn't react to it at all; on the contrary, the frenzied attacks from afar were giving him a constant headache.
He landed steadily, turned to face Craven, and gave a smirk: "Hey, Craven, are you hunting? Well, I'm not the kind of prey you can easily catch!"
Craven snorted coldly, his body tracing a graceful arc in the air, his hands outstretched like claws, like a lion pouncing on a ibex, possessing an unusual beauty. But his old rival, Peter, remained calm, quickly pressing the launcher on his wrist. A strand of spider silk shot out from his hand, wrapping around Craven's wrist, and then with a flick, Craven instantly lost his balance, crashing heavily to the ground with a thud.
Spider-Man is currently at his peak. Despite his seemingly terrifying strength of over 25 tons, coupled with his incredible agility and almost precognitive spider-sense, Peter Parker remains a powerful being even in the entire universe.
Kraven the Hunter is far less physically powerful; his strength lies in his intellect. He has virtually no chance against Spider-Man in a direct confrontation. But he doesn't care—the most important thing in hunting isn't the result, but the process. It's like fishing; if you really cared so much about the outcome, how could the legend of "fishermen catching everything but fish" have existed?
Craven excitedly broke free of the web, scrambled to his feet, drew his short sword from his waist, and charged at Spider-Man. The short sword flashed through the air; the best hunters are never picky about weapons. He was not only skilled with short swords, but also with spears, darts, axes, webs, and other weapons.
Spider-Man, aided by his spider-sense, swiftly evaded the attacks, and the two engaged in a fierce hand-to-hand combat on the island. Kraven's short sword and Spider-Man's webs clashed in mid-air, emitting eerie whistling sounds. They fought intensely against each other.
Just then, the Sandman, the Garuda, and the Rhinoceros approached, while vultures circled overhead. The Rhinoceros, clad in enhanced armor, called out loudly, "Need any help?"
"Get out of my way!" Craven yelled angrily, "Don't disturb my enjoyment!"
Spider-Man, of course, wouldn't take advantage of Kraven's distraction to launch a sneak attack. He jumped back two steps, widening the distance between himself and the Hunter: "That little green sprite who's always talking to himself, he'd definitely like to join in the fun."
Since the Green Goblin had transformed into a lizard, Peter didn't recognize him at all.
Scorpion glanced at the Green Goblin lizard beside him, which was already a mangled mess but was still writhing, and chuckled: "That idiot is probably going to be beaten to death by now."
"I think you'll soon follow in his footsteps." Spider-Man shrugged as he saw a man wielding two swords approaching from behind them.
"Oh, really? But I think—"
"Get out of the way!" Vulture had also seen the man, and he quickly fired bullets, but none of them hit him—the black man was as slippery as an oiled eel.
Scorpion belatedly realized what was happening, and he turned around and shouted in horror, "Damn, it's Brother Ni!"
The Daywalker's expression immediately turned terrifying, while Spider-Man covered his mouth—oh no, these members of the Sinister Six are in big trouble!