Chapter 167 50 Ha! So Now I Should Call You Peter ‘Wolf Spider’?

Chapter 167 50. Ha! So now is the time to call you Peter Tarantula?

"Boom"

A low thunder sounded from the sky. It was not the actual lightning flashing across the sky, but the sound of the entire ignited Cleaner War Carrier burning like a downed dragon and falling into the distant sea.

It was broken into by a crazy superior demon alone, and staged a hellish killing in it.

Facts have proved that pure steel is not enough to withstand the brutality of the hell demons and the burning justice unleashed by the old knight. The fortress that was once used to deter this apocalyptic world is now sliding into the cold and filthy ocean like a dying snake.

Just like the Aegis mothership that they destroyed more than three years ago, it fell miserably into the bottomless abyss.

Yet the sky is still burning.

Obviously destroying the mothership was not enough to satisfy Etrigen's desire for destruction that had been suppressed for more than a thousand years. This superior demon summoned burning meteorites to smash into the most chaotic areas of Osborne Tower in the heavy rain in the night sky.

Although the demon has been released, it is obvious that Jason Blood's will is still affecting it. The falling meteorite hit the site controlled by the Cleaners.

Those boiling sulfur flames represent the "warning" given by the superior demon to others.

The meaning is very simple and clear:

Get out of here! Don't disturb me while I enjoy the river of blood.

In response to this warning, Mason was very sensible and did not choose to provoke. Although he had a very good power armor, Mason still did not feel that he could compete with hell creatures of Etrigan's level with this thing.

It might still be possible to replace it with the more heavily equipped Fenrir armor, a weapon of destruction.

"Establish a defense line here, don't rush in, or you will be burned to death by the devil."

Mason stood in the heavy rain and looked at the sulfur fire burning in the crater where the meteorite fell in front of him. He fired a signal flare to prevent the lizard knight who was already a little drunk from beating the drowned dog from rushing into the danger zone.

Under his arrangement, a large group of underground people took action quickly. They found broken masonry and barbed wire from all around and made simple horses to isolate the area where the demons were killing. They also sent a few lizardmen with good legs and feet to guard the area. Patrolling back and forth in the rain.

The energy of the Anti-Superman suit has also been reduced to a precarious level. Mason just discovered that there is a problem with the tritium energy battery that Doctor Octopus temporarily replaced for his power armor!

This thing is leaking electricity.

If the insulation of each part of the power armor hadn't been well done, Mason would have been electrocuted driving this thing around in the rain.

That's the most shameful way to die.

Therefore, he planned to end the combat evaluation of the Anti-Superman Armor early, and at this moment, a certain signal in the team's communication suddenly came on.

"Mason! There was a problem with old Norman. He killed two liquidator commanders, but the remaining three escaped! Peter and Jason have already rushed over.

But the last one was coming my way.

I'm still unlocking the launch procedures for those nuclear warheads, so I can't let all my efforts go to waste! Come and help me. "

Barbara's scream sounded in the communication, causing Mason, who had just opened the cockpit, to stop immediately. He glanced at his and Barbara's positions, and while manipulating the armor to make a collision gesture, he said:

"Hang on! I'll be there in five minutes at most."

After saying that, the suit's thrusters were activated, and the thrusters ignited in the legs and feet pushed Mason and his big toy to easily smash the two walls in front of him, and then moved towards Batgirl's rescue without slowing down.

On the other side, in the fierce battle of Osborne Tower, Erbong has completely unleashed his murderous nature.

The most bloodthirsty member of the Bat-family is definitely going crazy tonight. He will be holding the blood-stained Great Caste Blade in one hand and a kinetic revolver in the other hand, leading a group of lizardmen in a rush.

The Liquidators had previously defeated Osborn's guards and taken over the lower level of the building. Now the Lizardmen had to take it back to avoid losing the assistance of the city defense system on the rear battlefield.

Of course, there were also the noisy shelter warriors following the lizardmen to assist in the attack.

They can't even kill the scavenger minions when one on one, but with the rough-skinned and fleshy lizardmen in front, these guys can shoot black guns and other things easily with the weapons they picked up.

Even the foul-mouthed old mayor Jameson was holding a shotgun and enjoying the fun. He seemed to have been ignited by Captain Jack's crooked reasoning.

The guy jumping up and down doesn't look like an old man at all.

But these supports are really dispensable for Ertun. If he could, he would be too lazy to lead these guys to charge.

He alone is enough!

Every time the pistol in his hand shoots, an unlucky guy will be blown apart, and every time the sharp blade pierces, a life will be taken away.

The destructive power of the black-tech kinetic energy pistol from 2077 is astonishing. Even if the cleaners hide behind the wall, they will be shot through the wall with one shot. Combined with the shooting skills of at least Lv6 with two barrels, it becomes a real of death.

The lizardmen at the rear don't need to advance against the hail of bullets.

Because the two barrels had already helped them get rid of the manipulators with heavy firepower in advance during their rapid travel, they only needed to swarm up and bite off the heads of the liquidators who were approaching to fight and tear their bodies into pieces.

But even such battles had many casualties.

The will of those liquidators to fight was ridiculously strong.

When they realize they are at a disadvantage, they will inject themselves with strengthening potions to turn themselves into crazy beasts. Even if they are defeated, these guys will try their best to drag the attackers to death together.

They all have bombs implanted in their bodies, and if they fail to kill them with one hit, they will often end up exchanging one for one.

In other words, the lizard people have the ability of flesh and blood to heal themselves and are not afraid of such human bombs. If it were another army here, they would have been scared away by this "mad dog style of play".

It seems that it is not without reason that people in the Society of Stars generally call the liquidators "mad dogs" with contempt. These bastards are really crazy.

"Jason! Seventh floor! There is a mad dog commander over there who is contacting their headquarters! Go and kill him!"

The old spider's shout rang out in the communicator. The second barrel clicked and he used the quick changer to reload the pistol with bullets. At the same time, he pulled out his magic blade from the heart of the victim beside him.

He used his flying claws to pull himself up the stairs to the higher level and charged toward the seventh floor while asking:

"What about you? What are you doing?"

"I'm on the twelfth floor, and there is an 'old rival' here. But don't worry, I will solve it."

Peter replied and cut off the communication.

Er Tong frowned and ran forward like a shadow. As soon as he jumped into the seventh floor, several bullets flew towards him. He did not choose to dodge but held the knife with both hands and slashed the oncoming bullets in a cool way. Bullets split.

Then he saw the attacker.

Wearing a sultry white coat, a white cloak, and a white mask, only a pair of sinister and ruthless eyes were revealed. While holding a gun in one hand and firing at the two barrels, the other hand was holding a computer-like computer. banging on something.

Should it be sending a distress message?

"Be careful, this is the second commander of the world's cleanup garrison, 'White Ghost', a mutant who is proficient in killing."

The weak voice of the old Green Goblin sounded in the communicator. When Jason rushed to attack this guy, he said quickly like a voiceover introducing the BOSS:

"He can't feel pain and can create some kind of illusion. His super speed and super strength, as well as his super shooting skills, make him very dangerous.

But he drank the wine into which I put the poison, and he was weakened.

Kill him! "

"Shut up."

The bullets fired by Er Tong were dodged by the white ghost like a prophet. The latter used his strength on the wall to fight back like an acrobat, kicking the knife in Er Tong's hand away and punching him hard at the same time.

Jason was knocked back, spun around in the air and landed on the ground. White Ghost did not intend to fight, but when he turned back to continue sending signals, what he saw was a black batarang inserted into his portable computer. , the batarang with EMP impact completely destroyed the delicate gadget.

"boom"

The bullet flew over and grazed the white ghost's cheek and tore his cloak apart. The Ergong in front of him picked up his big caste blade, holding a gun in one hand and a knife in the other, and assumed a fighting posture.

The eyes under the red helmet were full of fierce fighting spirit and burning gloom.

He said in a long voice:

"Come here, little guinea pig, let Brother Jason give you, this mad dog, a little sweetness. Ah, I'm starting this life, I really love it!"

On the twelfth floor, the old spider was already fighting with the top commander of the Cleaners stationed in this world.

This guy's dress was obviously not as showy as the white ghost's. He had to get himself a conspicuous outfit in a fatal place for fear that he would not die quickly enough.

The commander in front of me was very low-key.

He was wearing a black uniform, but his appearance was completely different from that of the soldiers. He wore a blue-black paint and a dark red eagle-claw cape, and carried a bow and quiver on his back.

There is also a retractable sword and gun in his hand. Beside him are shields, gloves and many strange weapons that were just knocked down by the angry old spider.

Of course, the most striking feature of this guy is the unique skull-shaped tactical mask on his face that exudes a metallic atmosphere.

Taskmaster!

A super-class mercenary who is said to be able to perfectly imitate all the enemy's tactical moves. There is no trace of this guy in the world of Old Spider, but this seemingly low-key guy is actually very promising. Not only did he participate in the Doomsday War three years ago, , and also caused unimaginable terrible harm to the desperate Avengers.

The psychological shadow he caused on Peter has not dissipated to this day, but it doesn't matter, everything will end today, right here! The grudge is over.

"You were the one who sneak-attacked Clint! And you showed off your power with his weapon!"

Peter was very angry and punched repeatedly, but the loss of his spider sense made it difficult for his punches to actually cause effective damage to his opponent who was also a martial arts master.

The latter held a long sword and a gun but did not attack. While dodging Peter's fists as sharply as a fox, he silently analyzed his fighting style.

The old spider threw out his webbing, lifted up the round shield on the ground and threw it at the bastard, and roared:

"Remember? That doomsday battle! On our space carrier, you blew up our command system, killed Commander Hill, and looted our spare weapons.

It was you who made our warship fall from the sky!

It was you who destroyed our last hope of fending off the enemy!

It was you who launched virus missiles towards my city. I'm going to kill you! "

Facing Old Peter's anger, the silent imitator in front of him said nothing. The moment Peter shot out the spider silk again, he dropped the sword and gun in his hand.

Dodged swiftly, he took out two bracelets from the weapon slot on his waist and put them on his wrists. Then, under Peter's wide-eyed gaze, this guy squatted on the ground and shot out spider silk with both hands to grab his legs in a nearly "perfect replica" of Spider-Man's tactics.

After three consecutive falls, Peter was slammed against the wall beside him.

He jumped up dizzily to avoid it, but as soon as he got up, the guy rushed over with spider silk and kicked him in the heart with a "Spider Hunting Heavy Blow" that was a few points more standard than Peter's current one.

The huge force exerted with the power of a heavy hammer made the old spider's chest sound a tragic bone fracture.

This heavy blow knocked Peter down.

The spurted blood stained the hood, and the commander of the cleaner strode forward, flicked his hand and ejected the black widow blade from the armor gauntlet, and was about to kill the old spider.

Peter lay on the ground and watched the attacker leave his mess of weapons, and a weak smile appeared under his bloodstained hood.

As the opponent's sharp blade pierced his flesh, he grabbed the syringe given by Mason and injected one-third of the liquid into his arm without hesitation.

The cold liquid instantly brought strength and uncontrollable beastly will into the blood vessels, and the ability of Wolverine was transferred to Spider-Man.

The beast's perception made Peter's heart surge with an uncontrollable killing intent, but fortunately, he had similar abilities before, so Peter quickly suppressed the out-of-control mind.

The wound on his chest healed quickly.

Even the execution blade stabbed by the commander was caught by Peter's hands and stuck in his heart. He raised his head and looked at the Cleaner Commander who kept trying to break free.

He endured the pain and even enjoyed the pain from the bottom of his heart.

Under the blood-stained spider mask, he said hoarsely:

"I have long known that you can imitate the fighting skills of all the enemies you encounter. I have seen you shoot Clint's heart with a bow and arrow with my own eyes. I know your ability.

But I also know that you can only imitate one person at a time!

You have turned yourself into Peter Parker. Very good, then face him, the dangerous friend I have never met but said to have a good relationship with."

"Swish"

The blood-stained bone claws pierced out from the fists of old Peter, and with a beast-like revengeful state of mind, they pierced into the waist and abdomen of the master of imitation in front of him, tearing the armor with one blow, and cutting the flesh with the second blow.

Amid the gushing blood, the old spider whispered:

"I heard that his name is Logan, and I will use his power to kill you now. I have been a good person for too long, and I have seen so much darkness and pain. Those despairs torture my mind every moment.

It's time to let the exhausted reason rest."

Peter's voice sank.

It's not that he's dead or injured, but as he said, he stopped suppressing the beast in his heart and gave his body, which was not well-trained and could not exert its full strength, to the beast that was bursting out.

He had waited for this day for so long that he felt it might never come.

But the day of revenge will come, and justice will wait for everyone at the end. The will of the beast may come from Wolverine, but the anger that ignited it belongs to Spider-Man.

Speaking of which, the poisonous night wolf spider is also a top predator in nature, right?

Tsk tsk, the master of imitation locked himself up with a beast, and he's going to suffer next.