Chapter 118 Spiders and Bats (Part 2)

Peter's complacency didn't last long, because he found himself in big trouble.

Since then, his name seemed to spread within the vampire group. Everyone knew that there was a man called Spider-Man who wanted to fight against vampires all over the world alone.

Peter didn't know who had given him such a great reputation. He just wanted to kill a small vampire base alone, and he had already succeeded.

His next plan was to kill another slightly larger base, but now it was like poking a rat's nest. As long as he appeared in New York as Spider-Man, a group of big bats would chase him and bite him.

Peter was flying between the buildings in Brooklyn, with two or three bats following him, but at this time, Peter's mind was very clear. He made a sharp turn in the air and turned directly around the corner of a building, causing the leading bat to hit the corner of the wall.

Then he let go of the spider silk and fell rapidly, and the other bats followed him down. As a result, when he was less than two meters from the ground, Spider-Man fired a spider silk and swung up again. The bats behind him fell to the ground because they did not brake in time.

Peter found that he had really changed a lot. His mind was full of tactical plans. The terrain of half of Brooklyn city was presented in his mind in a staggered manner. Where to get rid of the pursuers and where to hide himself, everything was clearly visible.

Although he often wandered in this neighborhood in the past, he forgot the terrain after seeing it. Who knew that when it was needed, they all emerged again. This feeling fascinated Spider-Man and made him feel that everything was under control.

Using similar tactics to get rid of two bats, Spider-Man stopped on the building, but a black fog suddenly appeared behind him, and a sharp claw attacked him. The spider sense moved, Peter rolled to avoid it, and then half-knelt on the ground, staring at the black fog.

The black fog condensed into a figure. A man with long white hair wearing a medieval dress appeared in front of Spider-Man. Like other vampires, he was pale and gloomy, but he looked more arrogant. He said, "Spider-Man, you want to be enemies with the great blood clan?"

"Blood clan? You are just a group of mice with wings."

Spider-Man stood up slowly. He found that his voice was lower than the other party's: "Don't you think that the leader of the mice is more noble than other mice?"

This sentence angered the other party. The white-haired vampire turned into a ball of black fog and flashed in front of Spider-Man in an instant. Peter's spider sense sounded again, and he rolled to avoid it again. A spider silk was launched onto the boxes piled on the roof. A pile of boxes were thrown out, and the black fog had to turn into a human form and use his arms to resist.

In this moment, Spider-Man disappeared.

Spider-Man, who was swinging in the air, said to himself, "How did I curse him just now? That was too harsh, wasn't it?"

He touched his face and said, "Is that really me? Is that what I would say?"

Although Spider-Man is a chatterbox, he mostly uses trash talk to disturb his opponents, and rarely does it so hurtful. Peter is actually not very good at cursing. Even if he disturbs his opponents, he always speaks in a joking tone.

But the high-level vampire was almost pissed off by him just now. Peter felt a little incredible, but also felt very happy.

He thought that what he said just now was really great. So what if he knows magic? Isn't he also a mouse with wings?

As soon as he returned to Queens, Peter found that there was a flash of fire on a street in the center. He quickly swung over and found that it was a street not far from Midtown High School. At this time, it was in chaos, and the police were fighting with vampires.

Spider-Man cursed inwardly. He knew that he must have fallen into a trap. No wonder the big bats chasing him before kept driving him out of Queens. Fortunately, he had a clear mind and did not get too entangled with the high-level vampire, otherwise they would have succeeded.

Peter was about to go down to help, and he saw Gwen and her father George near the crossfire area. George was blocking Gwen with his arm. As the momentum of the police's firing weakened, many high-level vampires on the front line suppressed the father and daughter. The place where they stood began to become more and more dangerous.

Peter was very anxious and wanted to go down to save people at that time, but the high-level vampire who was disturbed by him before caught up.

This kind of vampire is different from ordinary vampires. They can use teleportation and magic that extends claws from the black fog.

Teleportation is not a big threat to Peter. After all, he has spider sense. Once the opponent approaches, Peter's spider sense will warn him, and then he can dodge.

But the magic skill of extending claws from the black fog caused Peter a lot of trouble.

Spider-Man mainly relies on spider silk to move in the air. The high-level vampire is not stupid either. Seeing this situation, he directly aimed his magic at Peter's spider silk. Every time Peter tried to swing over, the spider silk was cut off by the claw magic, forcing him to quickly change direction.

Under this interference, Peter couldn't rush to save his girlfriend and her father in the first time. As the line of fire pushed back further and further, the people on the ground were almost at the point where they could not retreat. Behind them was the school area. Peter knew George's character and he would never allow these monsters to rush into the school.

Peter was anxious and regretted that he didn't increase the strength of the spider silk. As several vampires surrounded George and Gwen, Peter's anxiety and anger almost engulfed him. As the spider silk was cut again, Peter felt that something began to surge in his arm.

Following instinct, Peter shot out spider silk again. This time, the spider silk was no longer white, but black mucus.

After the black spider silk stuck to the wall, it faced the attack of the magic claws again. It was like it was alive. As soon as it was cut a little, more mucus surged up until the spider silk became very tough and the magic claws could not cut it.

In this way, Peter quickly came to the scene of the firefight, stuck a car with black spider silk, and swung it hard. The vampires who were pressed by the police were directly knocked out and hit the wall. All the police and George and his daughter were stunned.

Spider-Man, full of anger, picked up another street lamp pole. Seeing that the situation was not good, several vampires behind wanted to turn into bats and escape, but Spider-Man swung the street lamp and knocked them down one by one. After the initial shock, the police also recovered and rushed forward to finish off the knife.

After venting his anger, Peter turned around and saw that George and Gwen were out of danger. He really wanted to go up and care about them, but in the end, he hesitated for a moment and fired spider silk to leave.

When he calmed down, he reacted and looked at his arm in surprise, but there was nothing unusual there. Peter said to himself: "What's going on? What was that black spider silk just now?"

He fiddled with his wrist and took off the micro spider silk launcher on the battle suit. He opened the box inside and found that the raw materials there had not changed at all. He tried again, and the spider silk that came out was still white.

This aroused Peter's strong curiosity. Could it be that he had unlocked some new talent? This made him start trying to launch spider silk with various actions.

To outsiders, it was just a weirdo in a tights, doing all kinds of silly actions on the roof, which was very funny.

After a long time of tossing, Peter was exhausted, but still failed to successfully launch that kind of black spider silk.

Peter thought that maybe his posture was wrong. Just when he was about to try to stand upside down, a voice finally sounded in his mind: "Don't try! Are you a retard?"

Peter was shocked. He almost jumped up on the spot, then looked left and right and said: "What? Who are you? Where are you talking?!"

"I'm in your head! Didn't you notice it at all?"

Peter widened his eyes in shock and said: "In my head? Then who are you? My second personality? Do I have split personality? Oh my God! I have to see Dr. Schiller!"

"No, no, no! Don't go! You don't need to see a doctor, I'm not your personality, oh, damn it! Stop!! Don't run there!!!"

Peter hesitated and stopped. He said: "Then who are you?"

"I am an unlucky alien symbiote. My name is Venom , As for the rest, your brain may not understand it, you just need to know that I am here to help you. "

"Alien symbiote? You are an alien? That's so cool! But why are you in my body?"

"Because you are a weakling with a bad brain. If I hadn't helped you just now, you would have died..."

"How can you say that to me? Even without you, I would have thought of a way!"

"Don't you think that all these recent methods are your own ideas?"

"Isn't it?"

Peter realized that he seemed to be a little different recently. No matter what he did, he would start to consider the plan first, and sometimes it was not enough to make a plan, he would prepare several plans in his mind, and his ability to react on the spot and formulate tactical plans in times of crisis had suddenly improved a lot.

"So did you do that?" Peter asked, "Are there such amazing aliens? Not only can they live in my body, but they can also help me find solutions?...Wait, were you sighing just now? Why did you sigh? Although I'm not as smart as you, I'm not stupid, right? I won't make you sigh, right?"

"Don't worry about those unimportant things. How do you plan to deal with these people chasing you?"

Peter hesitated for a moment, scratched his head and said, "Anyway, they usually can't catch up with me. I'll get rid of them in a few rounds."

"Are you going to play with them like this every day?"

"No? Anyway, I'm very free."

"But I'm not free!!!" Venom roared, "Get rid of them all quickly! Then we'll go eat their heads!!"

"There are so many of them, how can I deal with them...Wait, what did you say you were going to eat?"

"Listen, you are the stupidest human I have ever met, bar none." Venom said.

"Now use your not-so-bright brain to come up with a way to pass the test, and then catch them all, and we can have a holiday!"

"Do aliens need a holiday too?" Peter asked, "Why do you seem so anxious? Do you have any business goals?"

Venom seemed a little manic, he said: "Why are you so casual! You obviously have a lot of time to make a foolproof plan to defeat all enemies, why are you staying here?"

"Can you move faster? Find a room, think carefully, make 200 battle plans, and then put them into practice immediately! Right now! Quick!!!"

Peter's head was buzzing, he said: "Can't you keep your voice down? You remind me of my class teacher."

"Besides, I don't have a final exam, I just want to solve the two strongholds in this block. Now my goal has been achieved, and I plan to go on a date with Gwen tomorrow..."