Chapter 2163: Battle of Two Cities! (V)

"The electric man is called Max, and his colleagues call him that. He was originally a lineman at the power company. Later, due to a leakage accident, his body was filled with electricity."

"I fought with him several times, but I didn't get the upper hand. Once I was almost electrocuted to death, but later I also discovered some of his weaknesses."

"The current in his body will also short-circuit, especially after encountering the same strong electricity, and his electric energy is not infinite. After the power is used up, it must be replenished."

"But he can't use static electric energy to replenish his energy. He must stay in a place with a large amount of current. Moreover, the way he absorbs electric energy is very violent, which always causes circuit accidents. We can find him by following this clue."

"In addition, he is very skilled. It takes some effort to defeat him. You need some equipment."

Peter led Bruce upstairs and declined the cookies provided by Alfred. He took out the equipment he had prepared before.

He had gone back to his base before and packed some useful things, which he brought with him in his bag. However, because he knew that Bruce and he had different body shapes, he did not bring the Spider suit, but brought several versions of spider silk launchers, positioning devices, and restraints for subduing criminals.

The most important one was the spider silk launcher, and Peter took Bruce to explain it to him.

"This is a strap fixed on your wrist. There is a metal electromagnetic sheet inside. Let it stick to your muscles, so that the angle and direction of the spider silk can be determined by detecting the muscle state."

"Then buckle it here and tie the strap to this side. You can go a little lower so that it will not affect the movement of your wrist. Also, at the moment when the spider silk sticks, you must pay attention to relax your muscles when pulling it up, otherwise you will be injured."

"This is a heart rate monitor, because sometimes the spider sense makes you make movements that will make you misjudge your physical state. You can use this to make an accurate judgment. This shows the stock of spider silk..."

While explaining, Peter tied the spider silk launcher to Bruce. As a result, Bruce walked directly to the window and jumped out and said, "Okay, I know, wait for my good news."

After that, he jumped directly.

Peter was stunned. He lay on the window and shouted to the bottom, "You didn't bring the spider silk raw materials! Come back!!!"

Peter slapped his forehead, quickly took out a few small bottles from his bag, put them in his sweater pocket and rushed out.

Alfred opened the garage for him, and Peter caught up with Bruce in his car before he had time to thank the old butler.

You really have to say that from the perspective of an ordinary person with his feet on the ground, Spider-Man's ability to move is really amazing. Peter tried his best to move around in the traffic in the city, but he just barely kept up with Bruce's running speed.

Seeing that Bruce was about to fall, Peter just wanted to step on the accelerator to catch up with him, and then he heard a few swooshes, and a familiar missile flew from behind his head, and with a bang, it collapsed the electric pole in front.

Peter turned his head and saw Bai Can in a silver-white mecha. He knew that the real owner had come. Just when he wanted to abandon the car and run away, he found that Bai Can was chasing Bruce.

Sure enough, Stark should have installed the positioning device on Bruce. After all, he was in the fog before, and it was unlikely that he was monitored.

With this thought, Peter retreated into the car and pretended to be an innocent victim. When the white can flew past, he opened the door as fast as he could and ran down. He climbed over the electric pole and stopped the nearest car to chase Bruce.

For Spider-Man, there are no bad people in this world. He got into the car without thinking. When he found that the driver in front of him was wearing a police uniform, it was too late.

"Don't be afraid, boy, you should be a New Yorker, right?" The man in a suit sitting in the co-pilot seat turned back and smiled kindly at Peter and said, "Just arrived recently? Me too, where are you from?"

Peter seemed very uncomfortable with this frozen smile on his face. He didn't see any sincerity in it. Even without the spider sense, he knew that the situation was not good.

Peter was not very good at dealing with roundabout questions. He sighed in his heart and silently thought about countermeasures. At the moment he focused his attention, he found that he saw a thin mist.

When he came back to his senses, he was already standing in the thick fog, and in front of him was still the high black sun.

Peter sighed again.

He had discovered before that as long as he focused a little, he would find himself back here, but time did not flow here, so he could do whatever he wanted.

Peter had discovered before that he was standing on an empty island, and the huge city below was hidden in the fog, but he could not see the city's appearance anyway.

And the black sun just floated there quietly, neither asking nor answering. Peter never communicated with him again except for some explanations about the current situation of the universe from him.

He even suspected that this thing was alive, even the gray mist around it was more lively than it.

But this time there was a change, Peter seemed to always hear something like a telephone ringing in his ears.

It was not right to say that it was pure music, it sounded like someone was muttering, but Peter could not hear what he was muttering.

The more he couldn't hear clearly, the more he wanted to listen, but the more he focused, the farther the sound seemed to be. Slowly, Peter found that his consciousness floated up, and he saw a black shadow swaying in front of him in the hazy vision.

The muttering sound became louder and louder, making Peter feel a little bored, so he instinctively said: "Don't recite!"

"... responded... answer me..."

"Answer what???"

"The news of the Lord..."

Peter was even more confused. What was the other party saying? He asked repeatedly, and the other party just said one sentence, give me the news of the Lord.

Peter thought, otherwise you can go to church, but he found that his thoughts could not be transmitted in detail. He didn't want to pay attention to it, but the muttering kept echoing in his ears.

Peter was thinking about countermeasures, and was upset by the interruption, so he had to perfunctorily answer: "Don't ask, the Lord is good."

After he replied this sentence, the scene in front of him suddenly became clear, as if some kind of passage was built.

He saw a man in a double-breasted black trench coat standing in the center of the magic circle and looking up. The moment his eyes met Peter's, Peter shuddered.

"Neoge Sosip."

This was the other party's name. Peter understood the meaning and soon realized that the Lord the other party was talking about was not him, but the black sun he saw in the foggy space.

So the black sun is indeed a god, and he has believers?

Wait, the mumbling just heard is actually a prayer? But he is not his Lord, how could the call come to him?

Peter suddenly remembered his previous speculation. His death was very unusual, which coincided with the death of Jesus in the Bible. Could he become the son of this mysterious black sun?

Logically speaking, even if his death and the other party's rescue were arranged by the other party, he did give a new life to all the universes that were about to be destroyed. For this reason, Peter was willing to help.

But why did he feel that he was at a disadvantage?

Feelings are feelings. Peter remembered that he had told the black sun before that he was willing to help. If you promised someone something, you must do it. It would be too ungentlemanly to suddenly regret it.

Although he didn't know what the position of the Son of God was specifically for, Peter still answered conscientiously: "Hello, I'm Peter, what can I do for you?"

The other party was stunned. Peter heard him whisper: "Peter? Saint Peter?"

The phone was suddenly hung up.

Peter was confused. Did he say something wrong? But it was right. The name Peter was a bit too popular. It didn't sound like an important person. Peter decided not to say his real name next time he answered the phone.

But as soon as he returned to the black sun, he heard the mumbling voice again, but this time the mumbling was not very civilized. Peter heard a series of swear words and smelled cigarettes.

He rolled up his sleeves and answered the phone to see which uncivilized believer dared to smoke while praying. Don't worry about what Black Sun thinks. Smoking is harmful to health. Pray for me not to smoke!

As soon as Peter answered the phone, the other party was stunned again.

"Who are you?" A hoarse voice came, followed by some incredible mumbling: "Didn't I call the First Fallen? Did I call the wrong number?"

Then Peter heard a crackling sound from the other side, as if something had fallen over, and a series of swear words came out of the other side's mouth.

"Hey, stop swearing, you bastard, be respectful!" Peter couldn't help it and shouted at the other end: "Put down the cigarette in your hand, this thing is burning your lungs!"

"Thank god I still have lungs... Who the hell are you? Even if I accidentally spilled the wine on the rune next to me, I shouldn't have called the wrong number."

"You're still drinking?!!"

"It seems that you are not a demon, but an angel. Listen, kid, you should have been told by Uriel or something who just climbed out of that pool to keep a good schedule and behavior habits..."

"But I'm a fucking human! Humans have nothing to do with the above rules, naive newborn angel, call your parents!"

"Hiss..." Peter took a breath of cold air. He has been a model of civilization for more than 20 years, and today he has met an opponent? !

What kind of bastard can smoke, drink and swear while praying, and still be so confident? !

As soon as this thought came to mind, Peter found himself in front of the other party.

He was shocked. He was still sitting in the car with two police officers. If he disappeared out of thin air, he might be wanted.

Then he looked down and found that he was not Peter, or not completely. There was thick fog all around him, and he turned into a mysterious shadow standing at the end of the thick fog.

The person on the opposite side was also stunned.

"Why did you come here? Are you serious?"

He was actually surprised! ! Peter roared in his heart. This person added a hundred and twenty pounds of swear words to his prayers, and was still surprised why God came to him? !

"Tsk tsk tsk..." The other party tutted his lips, stood up from the ground staggeringly, and walked towards Peter.

Peter was a little scared and wanted to retreat, but he found that the other party had actually been standing still and didn't notice.

After walking a few steps, the other party finally realized that he was doing useless work, so he picked up the bottle in his hand and poured a few sips of wine into his mouth, lit a cigarette, and blew a puff of smoke towards Peter and said.

"I can see that you have a good figure, boy, are you shy? Don't worry, come to me..."

Peter's fist hardened.