Chapter 61 Dr. Connors
Just as the two of them walked out of the library doors and prepared to find a deserted corner to change their clothes, a streak of silver lightning suddenly stopped in front of them.
"Screech!!"
Pietro leaned against a streetlamp pole, holding a half-eaten hot dog in his hand, wearing sunglasses, and looking at the two of them with a mischievous grin.
"Hey! You two honor students, where are you heading?!"
Peter subconsciously tensed his muscles all over; this was his instinctive reaction.
"Relax, Parker."
Pietro took off his sunglasses and winked at Peter.
"I am Pietro, and Boss Luke sent me to... um, said to inspect the living conditions of the reserve employees."
"Luke?" Peter froze for a moment, and his tensed muscles relaxed slightly.
Toward this mysterious and powerful man, Peter's feelings were very complicated.
Awe, gratitude, and an indescribable feeling.
After all, this was the only person who could easily solve all his troubles and even gave him an emergency distress bracelet.
"We don't have time to chat right now," Peter said in a deep voice.
"We have an emergency."
"An emergency? Like going to find a missing one-armed giant lizard?" Pietro took a bite of his hot dog and said incoherently.
Peter and Gwen's expressions changed at the same time.
"How do you know?" Gwen asked.
"The boss knows everything," Pietro shrugged.
"He said he smelled a disgusting stench fermenting in the city's sewers, so he sent me to see if you need help."
"The sewers..."
Peter looked at Gwen, and the two exchanged a glance.
"We need to go there," Peter said.
"Then let's go!" Pietro patted the breadcrumbs off his hands, an excited expression appearing on his face.
"I also want to see what kind of giant lizard could interest the boss. Hold on tight!"
"Wait, this is a school, we can't—"
Peter's words were not even finished when he felt his vision blur and his body instantly lifted into the air.
"Ah!!"
The surrounding scenery turned into blurred lines, and The Message whistled past his ears.
...
Beneath Manhattan was a huge, gloomy labyrinth.
Here flowed the filth of the city, and countless unknown secrets were hidden.
The three of them stood beside a huge underground reservoir.
The air here was damp, and the smell of rot and chemical agents was everywhere.
Peter had already changed into his red and blue battle suit, but he didn't speak, crouching quietly on a pipe, the large eyes on his mask contracting slightly in the darkness.
The heavy pressure of life had taught him to be silent, and he was more accustomed to expressing himself through actions.
"Over there."
Peter pointed to a pitch-black tunnel ahead.
"My senses are tingling. A very strong danger signal."
"I feel it too." Gwen had also changed into her white, black, and pink battle suit by this time, her hood concealing her blonde hair.
"His heartbeat... is as heavy as a beating drum."
"What are we waiting for then?"
Although Pietro spoke lightly, his hand also felt for the special dagger at his waist.
"Let's go, to catch the lizard."
The three of them cautiously ventured deep into the tunnel.
The further in they went, the stronger the fishy stench became.
Huge scratch marks began to appear on the walls, which were traces left by sharp claws tearing through the walls.
Finally, in front of a wide underground experimental table, they found their target.
It was covered with instruments stolen from Oscorp Group, and green reagents were boiling in test tubes.
A massive figure had its back to them, leaning over the experimental table as if recording something.
His whole body was covered with green scales, a thick tail dragged behind him, and his severed right arm had already grown a ferocious sharp claw.
"Dr. Connors?"
Peter called out softly, a trace of trembling and hope in his voice.
The monster stopped its movements.
It slowly turned around, revealing a half-human, half-lizard face.
There was no longer any human rationality in the yellow slit pupils, only the madness of a beast.
"Peter..."
Dr. Lizard's voice was harsh.
"You've come... Are you here to witness evolution?"
"No, Dr. Connors. I'm here to help you." Peter jumped down from the pipe and slowly approached.
"The serum is eroding your sanity! We can cure you, Oscorp Group has an antidote, or..."
"Antidote?!"
Dr. Lizard suddenly flew into a rage, his tail sweeping fiercely and smashing the experimental table to pieces.
"That's poison! That's the shackles hindering evolution!"
"Look at me! Peter! Look at this perfect body!"
Dr. Lizard spread his arms, displaying his strong physique.
"No more imperfection, no more weakness! I can regenerate, I can become stronger! This is the future of mankind! I am going to sprinkle the serum all over New York so that everyone can achieve evolution!"
"You're crazy," Gwen said coldly.
"This isn't evolution, it's mutation. You're going to turn everyone into monsters."
"Ignorant little girl!"
Dr. Lizard roared, his hind legs kicking hard against the ground as his massive body lunged straight at Gwen!
"Watch out!"
Peter reacted extremely quickly, shooting out a web and pulling Gwen back as they retreated flying.
"Clang!"
Dr. Lizard's sharp claws clawed fiercely into the wall, sparks flying everywhere, leaving behind gullies several inches deep.
"I'll come play with you!"
Pietro turned into a silver light, instantly appearing behind Dr. Lizard, and kicked him in the back of the knee.
But this was like kicking a steel plate.
Dr. Lizard didn't budge at all, whipping back with his tail.
"Woah!"
Although Pietro was fast, the range of this strike was too large, and he could only roll on the ground in a flurry, narrowly avoiding it.
"This guy's skin is too thick!" Pietro shouted.
"My attacks can't break through his defense!"
"Trap him with webs!"
Peter shouted, firing his hands repeatedly.
The spider silk, like dense raindrops, wrapped around Dr. Lizard's limbs.
Gwen also cooperated by shooting from the side, trying to block his movements.
But Dr. Lizard's strength was shockingly immense.
He let out an angry roar, his muscles expanding all over his body, and abruptly snapped the spider silk!
"Roar!!"
He grabbed a huge piece of concrete rock and smashed it hard toward Peter.
Peter dodged with a backflip, and the rock smashed into the ground, shaking the entire sewer.
The battle fell into a hard-fought struggle.
Peter didn't want to hurt Dr. Connors, only wanting to subdue him, which made him feel constrained.
Yet Dr. Lizard's every move was fatal, completely employing a beast's fighting style.
"Peter! You can't hesitate anymore!" Gwen shouted.
"He is no longer Dr. Connors!"
Peter clenched his teeth, his heart filled with pain.
Just as Dr. Lizard seized an opening and a sharp claw was about to pierce Peter's chest,
"Boom!!"
The heavy dome overhead suddenly shattered!
Amidst flying gravel, a black figure fell rapidly, stepping heavily onto Dr. Lizard's back!
"Crack!"
Dr. Lizard let out a shrill scream, his entire body being stomped into the sewage, directly embedded into the ground!
The entire scene fell into dead silence.
Peter, Gwen, and Pietro were all stunned.
The smoke and dust cleared away.
The tall black figure slowly stood straight.
He wore a black trench coat, its hem flapping loudly in the airflow.
He did not transform into a fully armored form; just standing there purely, he exuded a suffocating sense of oppression.
Luke.
He looked down expressionlessly at the twitching Dr. Lizard under his feet.
"This is the trouble you guys couldn't handle?"
Luke raised his head, his gaze sweeping over the disheveled trio, and finally resting on Peter.
"Parker, what did I teach you?"
"Being merciful to the enemy is being cruel to oneself."
"But he is—" Peter sighed helplessly.
"He is my teacher."
"Used to be."
Luke interrupted him coldly.
"Now, he is just a bunch of out-of-control gene aggregates."
Dr. Lizard under his feet was still struggling, attempting to use his tail to wrap around Luke's leg.
Without even looking, Luke raised his foot and stomped down heavily once more!
"Bang!"
This time, the entire ground collapsed down by a layer.
Dr. Lizard stopped moving completely, leaving only weak twitches.
"Don't... don't kill him," Peter's voice carried a plea.
Luke looked into Peter's clear yet painful eyes.
Tobey's version of Peter Parker always carried too much responsibility and guilt.
With great power comes great responsibility made him grow, but it also made him live too tiringly.
Chapter 62 Thor's Search
Don't worry."
Luke sighed, and the killing intent on his body converged a bit.
"I have no interest in killing a gecko. And..."
Luke squatted down, reached out his palm, and pressed it on Dr. Lizard's scaly head.
"In his genes, there is indeed something that interests me."
"Sizzling..."
Black tentacles surged from Luke's palm, instantly piercing Dr. Lizard's skin and burrowing into his blood vessels and nerve centers.
This was not for slaughter, but for plundering and purification.
"Ahhhhh!!"
The unconscious Dr. Lizard let out another painful roar, but the sound quickly faded away.
The green energy substance representing the lizard serum was continuously sucked into Luke's body along the tentacles.
[High-purity cross-species regeneration gene detected...]
[Stripping lizard serum toxin...]
[Parsing regeneration factors...]
[Acquired ability: rapid severed limb regeneration, cold-blooded perception...]
As the energy was extracted, Dr. Lizard's huge body began to shrink rapidly.
The green scales fell off like dead leaves, the thick tail degenerated and disappeared, and the sharp claws turned back into human hands.
In just one minute.
The terrifying monster disappeared, turning into a naked, one-armed, pale-faced middle-aged man huddled in the sewage.
Curt Connors.
He turned back into a human.
"Done."
Luke withdrew his hand, stood up, shook the mucus off his hand with a look of disgust.
"It tastes a bit fishy, like uncooked sashimi."
Peter hurried over, took out a coat to cover Connors, and checked his pulse.
"To Live! He is still alive!"
Peter's voice trembled with excitement.
"Thank you! Thank you, boss!"
This was the first time Peter sincerely called him boss.
Luke looked at Peter, the corner of his mouth curving into an arc.
"Don't thank me too early. I will send the bill to Oscorp Group."
He turned around and looked into the depths of the dark sewer.
"Besides, tonight's activity is not over yet."
"Not over yet?"
Pietro was stunned.
"Could there be other monsters?"
"No."
Luke shook his head.
"There is a kitten that seems to be lost."
...
Peter and Gwen took the unconscious Dr. Connors away to find the medical team arranged by Wesley.
And now, only Luke and Pietro were left in the sewer.
"Boss, aren't we leaving?"
Pietro pinched his nose.
"The smell here is really terrible."
"You go back first."
Luke waved his hand.
"I have personal matters."
"Personal matters?"
Pietro looked at Luke suspiciously, then suddenly came to a realization.
"Oh, I see! It's Felicia Miss again, right?"
"Scram."
Luke kicked Pietro on the buttocks.
"Clean up the surveillance records here, don't leave any tails."
"Yes, sir!"
Pietro chuckled and turned into a silver light, disappearing.
When the surroundings completely quieted down, Lukesaid faintly towards the shadows.
"Come out. Why are you here too?"
A slight friction sound rang out.
Felicia walked out from behind a huge drainage pipe.
She was wearing a tight black combat suit, and her long white hair looked particularly eye-catching under the dim light.
However, she looked a bit disheveled right now.
Her body was stained with a lot of sludge, and she was carrying a heavy metal box in her hand.
"Nothing can really be kept from you."
Felicia walked in front of Luke, threw the box on the ground, and then leaned against the wall without any image, taking a breath.
"I originally wanted to pick up scraps, I heard that Oscorp Group lost a batch of very valuable reagents."
She pointed at the box on the ground.
"As soon as I got my hands on it, I ran into the big lizard going crazy. If you hadn't come quickly, this box would probably have been crushed flat."
"So, is this a gift for me?"
Luke lowered his head and glanced at the box.
"Consider it so."
Felicia flicked her hair and looked at Luke with charming eyes.
"After all, I am your person now, aren't I?"
"I'm not interested in Osborn's potions."
Luke shook his head.
He walked up to Felicia, reached out his hand, and gently wiped away a little mud stain on her cheek.
"But I'm very interested in this disheveled look of yours."
Felicia's face blushed slightly, but she didn't dodge, instead taking advantage of the situation to grab Luke's hand.
"It's very dirty here, boss."
Her tone was very provocative, making people unable to stop themselves.
"Don't you plan to take me to a cleaner place?"
"Of course."
Luke reversed his hand to hold hers, pulling her into his arms.
"However, before leaving, we must wash off the smell on our bodies first."
"Here?"
Felicia widened her eyes and looked at the turbid sewage around.
"Are you crazy?"
"Who said to use the water here?"
Luke smiled mysteriously.
"Sizzling..."
The black fluid suddenly spread from under his feet, rapidly covering an area around, forming a clean and smooth black platform, isolating all filth.
Immediately after, Luke's fingers pointed in the air.
The moisture control ability just absorbed from Connors was activated.
The water molecules in the air quickly converged, forming a suspended water ball, clear and transparent.
"Whoa..."
Felicia was dumbfounded.
"Is this also your ability?"
"Consider it so."
Luke controlled the water ball and gently wrapped it around Felicia.
"Simple shower. Although there is no hot water, it should be able to wash away those odors."
Felicia felt the cool water flow slide across her skin, taking away the dirt, feeling extremely wonderful.
She looked at Luke, the affection in her eyes becoming stronger and stronger.
"Luke..."
She called softly.
"Hmm?"
"You really... are a monster."
Felicia smiled, proactively leaned forward, and kissed Luke's lips.
...
Days passed in a strange calm.
After the Dr. Lizard incident, Peter Parker became a regular visitor to Fisk Tower.
He was no longer a poor student fighting alone.
With Luke's financial support, Peter finally didn't have to deliver takeouts anymore.
He had more time to study technology, to train, and to date Mary Jane.
Of course, he also became Luke's part-time employee.
Whenever there was trouble that was inconvenient for gangsters to show up for, and required a righteous image to solve, Spider-Man would make a brilliant debut.
And Gwen and Wanda's relationship was getting better and better.
The two often went shopping together, drank milk tea together, and even studied how to combine magic and technology together.
Once, Luke even saw Wanda teaching Gwen how to enchant spider silk with Chaos Magic.
"What is this? Magical Girl Spider-Man?"
Luke stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the two girls practicing in the garden downstairs, couldn't help complaining.
"Boss, this is a good thing."
Wesley stood behind him, holding the latest financial statement in his hand.
"With the joining of two super Heroes, the crime rate in Hells Kitchen has dropped to a historical low. Even those restless gangs now have to detour when they see Spider-Man's logo."
"And..."
Wesley paused.
"S.H.I.E.L.D. has also been very quiet recently. Nick Furyseems to have given up surveillance on you."
"Given up?"
Luke sneered.
"One-Eye will not give up. He is just brewing a big move."
Luke turned around, took the report and glanced at it.
"How is the research progress of the Tesseract?"
"According to your instructions, we have established an independent energy extraction device in the underground laboratory."
"Although space energy cannot be completely exported yet, it can already provide infinite clean energy for the building."
"Very good."
Luke nodded with satisfaction.
"Continue researching. What I want is not just electricity, what I want is... a door."
"A door?"
Wesley was puzzled.
"A door leading to the universe."
Luke didn't explain too much.
He knew that in a few more years, Loki was coming.
Perhaps the Chitauri army was already on the way.
"By the way, boss."
Wesley suddenly remembered something.
"Recently, an astrophysicist named Jane Foster has been looking for you. She said she wanted to see you, regarding Thor."
"Then there is a blond strong man looking for you, he claims to be Thor."
"Thor?"
Luke raised an eyebrow.
"Tell him I am available."
Luke walked over to the wine cabinet and poured a glass of milk.
"Just right, I also want to taste Asgard's fine wine."
Chapter 63 Tourism and Vacation
The first-floor reception lobby of Fisk Tower appeared exceptionally busy today.
Although Fisk Industries was built on Kingpin's gangster empire, under Luke's operation,
it was now striving to wash clean, turning into a proper high-tech and investment company.
At the front desk, a woman dressed in proper professional attire was anxiously pacing back and forth.
She tightly gripped a folder in her hand, glancing at the watch on her wrist from time to time.
Jane Foster.
Ever since their parting in New Mexico, she had been looking for an opportunity to see Thor again.
Although Thor had returned to Asgard, he had promised to come back.
And now, she had received a mysterious message telling her that if she wanted to see Thor, she should come find the boss of Fisk Industries.
"Miss Foster?"
Wesley walked out of the private elevator with an unfathomable smile on his face.
"I am Wesley, the chairman's special assistant. The boss invites you up."
"Oh, okay." Jane nervously straightened her clothes.
"Excuse me... Is Thor really here?"
"That depends on how you define being here."
Wesley did not answer directly, instead turning sideways and making a gesture of invitation.
...
Top floor office.
Luke sat in the boss's chair, toying with a crystal ball in his hand.
"Boss, Miss Foster has arrived." Wesley knocked on the door and entered.
Jane Foster followed behind, and the moment she saw Luke, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes.
She remembered this face.
In the desert of New Mexico, the black monster that tore apart alien robots with its bare hands looked just like this after turning back into a human shape.
"Luke... Sir?" Jane tentatively asked.
"Just call me Luke."
Luke put down the crystal ball and pointed to the chair opposite.
"Sit down, Jane. I know why you came."
Jane sat down and asked somewhat impatiently.
"Thor... Where is he?"
"Don't rush."
Luke snapped his fingers.
Another door of the office opened, and a stalwart, blond-haired brawny man in casual clothes walked out.
He was holding a can of beer in his hand, and the moment she saw Jane, a silly smile appeared on his face.
"Jane!"
"Thor!"
Jane suddenly stood up, rushed over, and threw herself into Thor's arms.
The two hugged tightly, as if wanting to knead each other into their bodies.
Luke leaned against the back of the chair, watching this scene without disturbing, instead feeling a bit full.
"Is this the so-called dog food?" Luke complained inwardly.
"Had I known, I would have let Felicia come up too."
After a long while, the two of them reluctantly separated.
Thor turned around, looked at Luke, put away his smile, and his expression turned somewhat serious.
"Luke, thank you for letting me wait for Jane here."
"A small matter." Luke waved his hand.
"However, judging by your expression, it doesn't seem to be just for catching up?"
"Yes."
Thor nodded and put down the beer can.
"Asgard is in trouble."
"The Bifrost has been destroyed, and the Nine Realms have fallen into chaos. Various monsters and rebels are taking the opportunity to make trouble."
"Although my father Odin sent me over with dark energy, I need help."
Thor looked directly at Luke, a hint of request in his eyes.
"I heard from Heimdall that you built a special army on Earth."
"An army?"
Luke smiled.
"You mean Wanda and Pietro, plus two spiders?"
"They are strong." Thor said seriously.
"Especially the red witch; her power makes even me feel palpitation."
"Luke, I need your help."
Thor stepped forward and pressed both hands on the desk.
"Loki has colluded with the forces of the outer realms. He wants to conquer Earth to take revenge on Asgard."
"I know."
Luke did not show any surprise.
"And I know what he wants."
Luke pointed at his own chest.
"He wants the Space Stone. Because only that thing can open a portal large enough for a large army to pass through."
Thor was stunned for a moment.
"You know where the Tesseract is?"
"Sort of."
Luke smiled mysteriously.
"However, that thing is now my private property. If Lokiwants it, let him come and get it himself."
"Luke!" Thor was somewhat anxious.
"This is no joke! The forces behind Loki are terrifying! If they succeed..."
"Then let them come."
Luke stood up, and the aura on his body burst forth instantly, forcing even Thor to take a step back.
"Thor, you are the Thor, a warrior. You should understand that dodging is useless."
"Only by thoroughly hurting and scaring the enemy will they not dare to come again."
Luke walked to the window and looked at the sky.
"And..."
The corners of his mouth curved into a bloodthirsty smile.
"I have also been hungry for a long time. Those aliens sound delicious."
Thor looked at Luke's back, suddenly feeling that the man before him might be even more dangerous than Loki.
But he had no other choice.
"Alright." Thor took a deep breath.
"If you've decided, count me in. For Asgard, and for Earth."
"Deal."
Luke turned around and reached out his hand.
"Welcome to join the temporary security team of Fisk Industries, Mr. Thor. The salary is unlimited beer."
Thor shook Luke's hand and laughed loudly: "This is right up my alley!"
Luke turned around, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, and looked at the bustling New York outside the window.
"However, before that bunch of alien scum comes to throw their lives away, we still have some time."
"What do you want to do?" Thor was stunned.
"I want to... take a vacation."
Luke snapped his fingers.
"Ever since taking over this mess, I haven't rested. Every day I'm either fighting lizards or dismantling robots. Now, while the storm hasn't arrived yet, I'm going to enjoy life."
He turned around and opened his arms.
"And this is also to welcome you, Thor. Earth's hospitality is not just about fighting."
"Vacation?" Thor was dumbfounded.
"But Loki..."
"Let him wait."
Luke said domineeringly.
"Wesley! Prepare the plane! We're going to the newly purchased private island!"
"In addition, notify everyone."
A flash of sharp light crossed Luke's eyes.
"Peter Parker, have him bring his little girlfriend. Also Gwen Stacy. Tell them this is a mandatory team-building event. Anyone who doesn't come, I'll go dismantle their secret base."
...
Two hours later.
JFK International Airport, private apron.
An all-black luxury wide-body passenger plane printed with the Fisk Industries logo was quietly parked there.
"Is this the life of the rich?"
Peter Parker held Mary Jane's hand, looking at the behemoth before him.
Today he was wearing an ordinary T-shirt and jeans, appearing somewhat constrained.
And MJ was wearing a red dress, looking both excited and expectant.
"Don't act like a country bumpkin who has never seen the world, Peter."
Pietro wearing sunglasses, a floral shirt, and carrying a huge surfboard walked over and patted Peter on the shoulder.
"Get used to it. Hanging out with the boss, this kind of scene is just small fry."
On the other side, Gwen Stacy had also arrived.
She was wearing a refreshing sportswear outfit, carrying a small bag, and her short golden hair shone brightly in the sunlight.
Seeing Peter and MJ, she smiled and waved, and then her gaze began searching for a black figure in the crowd.
Soon, everyone boarded the plane.
The interior of the cabin had been converted into a huge aerial palace.
Leather sofas, a bar counter, and an audiovisual room were all fully equipped.
Thor and Jane sat in the corner, Jane was explaining Earth's geographical knowledge to Thor, and Thor launched an attack on a bottle of whiskey.
Peter, MJ, and Gwen sat by the window, excitedly discussing the upcoming island trip.
At this time, in the most core luxury lounge of the cabin.
Luke leaned back in the main seat of the wide sofa, holding a glass of whiskey with ice in his hand, enjoying his own moment.
On his left side, Wanda was wearing a black low-cut slip dress, kneeling on the sofa, peeling a crystal-clear grape in her hand.
"Ah!!"
Wanda handed the grape to Luke's mouth, her eyes full of attachment, and she glanced provocatively toward the other side with a hint of defiance.
Luke opened his mouth to take the grape, casually biting Wanda's finger lightly.
"Mmm, very sweet."
Wanda's face instantly turned red, and she smoothly leaned against Luke's arm.
And on Luke's right side, Felicia was even bolder.
She was wearing a silk long dress with an extremely high slit, her slender legs crossed, sitting on the carpet at Luke's feet.
At this time, holding essential oils in her hand, she was giving Luke a leg massage.
"Boss, how is this strength?"
Felicia's fingers were agile and powerful, slowly sliding up along the muscle lines of Luke's calf, her eyes charming like silk.
"Not bad."
Luke closed his eyes, one hand embracing Wanda's waist, and the other hand naturally placed on Felicia's head.
His fingers passed through her silver-white long hair, looking very much like he was enjoying it.
If it were an ordinary man, facing such a Shura field, he would have panicked long ago.
But Luke was not, he wasn't panicked at all.
"You two."
Luke suddenly spoke, his tone lazy.
"Don't just focus on covert struggles. What I want is service, not the smell of gunpowder."
He opened his eyes and looked at the two who were glaring at each other.
"Wanda, go pour a glass of wine for Felicia. Felicia, don't just focus on the massage, go get a blanket for Wanda, it's cold on the plane."
The two women were stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting Luke to say that.
"What? My words don't work anymore?"
"No... Okay, boss."
Felicia reacted first, obediently stood up, and went to get the blanket.
Wanda also bit her lip and went to pour the wine.
When the two returned, although the previous sword-drawn atmosphere was still there, it had been suppressed under Luke's majesty.
They snuggled on Luke's left and right sides. Although they were still competing in their hearts, they became incomparably submissive in actions.
This was the result Luke wanted.
"This is life."
He took a sip of wine, looked at the clouds outside the window, and smiled enjoyfully.
Chapter 64 Vacation Island
A few hours later, the plane landed on a private island in the Caribbean Sea.
Sunshine, beaches, waves.
The scenery here was breathtakingly beautiful, and more importantly, it was completely private, free from the shackles of law and morality.
"Gentlemen, ladies! It is now free time!"
Luke gave a wave of his hand and announced the dismissal.
Pietro rushed to the sea at the first instance, transforming into a streak of white wave.
Peter and MJ chased and frolicked on the beach, looking just like a passionately in love couple.
Thor pulled Jane to the edge of the cliff to look at the scenery, and by the way, find a place to practice with his hammer.
Luke came to the infinity pool that came with the villa.
He changed into a pair of black swim trunks, revealing his muscular physique.
He lay down on the lounge chair, put on his sunglasses, and quietly waited.
Soon, footsteps sounded.
The first to walk out was Wanda.
She changed into a red bikini; although the style wasn't too daring, the vibrant red set off her snow-white skin.
She walked over to Luke rather shyly, holding sunscreen in her hand.
"Luke... do you need help applying sunscreen?"
Immediately following, Felicia also appeared.
She wore an extremely daringly designed black one-piece swimsuit, revealing every bit of skin that should be exposed.
She walked over with cat-like steps, holding a plate of iced fruits in her hand.
"Boss, have some fruit first to quench your thirst."
The two women stopped in front of Luke, their eyes clashing once again.
Just at this moment, a third figure appeared.
Gwen Stacy.
She wore a white athletic bikini, with a transparent sun-protection shirt layered over it. Her golden hair was damp, clearly having just returned from swimming.
Instead of scrambling to curry favor like the other two, she walked straight over to the chair opposite Luke, picked up a glass of juice, and stared straight at Luke.
"Hey! Long time no see, Gwen."
Luke took off his sunglasses and looked at Gwen.
"Long time no see, Luke."
Gwen gave a meaningful look at Wanda and Feliciasurrounding Luke.
"You really enjoy this feeling, don't you?"
"Of course."
Luke openly admitted.
He sat up, reached out to wrap his arm around Felicia's waist, and at the same time waved to Wanda.
"Wanda, come here."
Wanda obediently walked over and sat on Luke's other side.
With a woman in each arm, Luke looked at Gwen and smiled slightly.
"This is the taste of power, Gwen."
"I have power, money, and status. Why should I suppress my desires?"
"In this world, only the strong are worthy of possessing more."
Gwen looked at Luke without showing any disgust; instead, a flicker of brilliance flashed through her eyes.
She had seen too many hypocrites, and she had also seen good people like Peter who were suffocated by the shackles of morality.
But Luke was different.
His wickedness was open and real.
"You really are a bastard," Gwen evaluated.
"Thanks for the compliment."
Luke raised his glass.
"So, beautiful Ghost Miss, would you like to join the bastards' party as well?"
Gwen was silent for a second, then stood up, untied the sun-protection shirt on her body, and revealed her fine figure.
She walked to the edge of the pool and glanced back at Luke.
"Want me to join? Then it depends on whether you can catch up to me."
With that, she executed a graceful header dive into the water.
Luke was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.
"Interesting."
He let go of the two women in his arms and stood up.
"You guys play first; I'm going to go catch a disobedient spider."
"Plop!"
Luke also jumped into the water and swam towards Gwen.
On the shore, Wanda and Felicia exchanged glances, both seeing a sense of crisis in each other's eyes.
"It seems we have a common enemy," Felicia narrowed her eyes.
"Who is sharing anything with you?"
"I'm going to take a look over there."
Night fell.
Bonfires were lit on the beach, and the aroma of barbecue permeated the air.
Everyone sat around together, enjoying the rare tranquility.
Thor was dead drunk and boasting to Pietro about his glorious deeds of slaying Frost Giants in Jotunheim.
Peter and MJ snuggled together, looking at the starry sky.
Luke sat alone on a reef a little further away, holding a bottle of beer in his hand and listening to the sound of the waves.
He was thinking.
Although everything seemed peaceful and prosperous now, he knew that this was just the calm before the storm.
The energy of the Tesseract within his body had been analyzed quite a bit, and the evolution of the Blacklight Virus had reached a bottleneck period.
He needed more nourishment.
"What are you thinking about?"
Gwen's voice came from behind.
She held two skewers of barbecue in her hand, walked over to Luke, and sat down.
"Thinking about how to pluck the stars from the sky," Lukesaid casually.
"You mean aliens, right?"
Gwen took a bite of the meat and looked at the starry sky.
"Peter told me you're worried about an alien invasion."
"I'm not worried."
Luke turned his head and looked at Gwen's side profile illuminated by the firelight.
"I'm just hungry."
"Hungry?"
"Those alien spaceships, or biological weapons."
Red light flickered in Luke's eyes, and his voice became deep.
"In your eyes, that is a disaster. But in my eyes, that is the ladder of evolution."
"I want to eat them."
Gwen's hand trembled slightly.
She looked at Luke, for the first time clearly feeling the madness within the other's heart.
But he did not conceal it, displaying it before her without any reservation.
"Will you destroy the world?"
"No."
Luke shook his head.
He reached out and gently stroked Gwen's cheek.
"This is my world. My turf. My playground."
"I will protect it, in my own way."
"Even if that way is eating all the enemies?"
"That's right."
Luke leaned close to Gwen, the distance between the two of them close at hand.
"What? Scared?"
Gwen looked into the bottomless eyes of the other and suddenly smiled.
She took the initiative to lean in and kissed the corner of Luke's mouth.
"No. I think... this is very cool."
Luke was stunned for a moment, then took the initiative, holding the back of Gwen's head and deepening the kiss.
Meanwhile, by the bonfire not far away.
Wanda looked at this scene with a bewildered expression.
Felicia narrowed her eyes, toying with a flying dagger in her hand, deep in thought.
Chapter 65: You Have to Use Your Power, Peter
The early morning in the Caribbean was filled with all kinds of aromas everywhere.
Sunlight pierced through the thin floor-to-ceiling window gauze, spilling onto the huge custom-made big bed.
Luke opened his eyes. After a night of low-power recombination, the Blacklight Virus and Symbiote cells in his body had already brought his mental state to its peak.
Beside him, Felicia curled up in the quilt, her silver-white long hair scattered on the pillow, her breathing even and long.
Luke turned his head slightly, looking at the other side of the room.
The door leading to the terrace was half-open, and the sea breeze gently blew the curtains.
Wanda sat on the rattan chair of the terrace, holding a cup of hot coffee in her hand, her red long hair gently fluttering in the wind.
She did not sleep in like Felicia; she retained the habit of remaining vigilant at all times, but this did not mean she was tense.
On the contrary, her current state was very relaxed.
Hearing the movement of Luke getting up, Wanda turned her head, a warm smile appearing on her face.
"Morning, Luke." Wanda pointed to the beach below.
"The big guy from Asgard seems to have turned your private beach into a gladiatorial arena."
"Morning, Wanda."
Luke got up, and the black fluid on his body instantly surged, transforming into a pair of loose casual trousers.
He walked to the edge of the terrace, casually took the coffee from Wanda's hand and took a sip, then naturally kissed her on the forehead.
"Let him toss and turn. Losing divine power and regaining it is the so-called lost-and-found syndrome; it's normal to have excess energy."
At this moment, on the beach downstairs.
"Boom! Boom!"
Thor waved Mjolnir, and although every strike deliberately restrained his divine power, it still shook the surrounding coconut trees trembling.
He looked like he was venting, his brows tightly locked, obviously a vacation could not give him true peace.
At this moment, the door of the next room opened.
Gwen Stacy walked out.
She was wearing a strap vest and shorts, holding a tablet computer in her hand, seeming to be browsing some news.
Seeing Luke and Wanda on the terrace, Gwen smiled and waved.
"Morning, Luke, Wanda." Gwen walked over, naturally leaning against the railing and standing beside Wanda.
"Did you sleep well last night?"
"Not bad." Wanda responded with a smile, casually pushing the fruit plate to Gwen.
"Try this, the deep-sea fruit Luke brought back last night has a very special taste."
"Thank you."
Gwen picked up a blue fruit similar to a grape and threw it into her mouth.
"The texture is like jelly... Speaking of business, Luke, although I know this is a team-building trip, Stark Industries sent a message saying that S.H.I.E.L.D. has had some strange capital flows recently, seemingly working on some big project."
"Nick Fury is an old fox; not making trouble would be abnormal."
Luke shrugged indifferently, locking his gaze on Thor below.
"Compared to S.H.I.E.L.D., I am more interested in the alien prince right now."
A trace of dark red flashed across the depths of Luke's eyes.
[High-energy biological response detected... Asgardian physique... Thunder divine power...]
[Current sample resolution: 15%]
The instinct in his body was restless.
This was a pure desire to take the other party's excellent genes for his own use.
Just to complete the puzzle of evolution.
"I want to go stretch my muscles." Luke put down the coffee cup.
"Go ahead." Wanda propped up her chin, her eyes full of smiles.
"Don't break him, Jane will feel bad."
"I know my limits."
Luke jumped down directly, landing silently.
...
On the beach, Thor had just finished a set of hammer-swinging exercises, sweat streaming down his blonde hair.
"Morning, Thor."
Luke's voice made him stop his movements.
"Luke! Morning!" Thor showed a simple and honest smile.
"Sorry, did I disturb you? I am used to early morning training."
"No, it just so happens that I also want to do some morning exercise."
Luke walked up to Thor, the black fluid instantly covering his right arm, quickly transforming into a smooth arm guard.
"Hitting the air is boring, Thor. Come on, hit me."
Thor was stunned for a moment.
"Are you serious? This is Mjolnir."
"Stop talking nonsense." Luke crooked his fingers.
"I also want to know if the current me can withstand a god's blow head-on. Vent all your anger."
This sentence hit Thor's pain point.
"Good! Since you insist!"
Electric light exploded.
Thor turned his wrist, Mjolnir carrying electric arcs, whistling and smashing towards Luke.
On the second-floor terrace, Gwen watched this scene and couldn't help raising an eyebrow.
"This is a real fight. Wanda, aren't you worried?"
"Worried?"
Wanda chuckled lightly, her eyes full of trust in Luke.
"I'm only worried whether Thor will doubt his life later."
"Clang!!!"
A loud noise.
Sand and dust rose.
The smoke and dust dissipated, and Thor maintained the posture of swinging the hammer, his face full of disbelief.
Luke firmly grabbed the hammer head.
Although cracks appeared on the surface of the arm guard, tentacles surged under those cracks, crazily repairing and parsing.
Buzz buzz buzz.
The lightning released by Thor did not explode, but instead was sucked in along Luke's arm.
[Warning: High-energy current intrusion.]
[Parsing the thunder divine power frequency... Constructing bio-capacitance cells...]
"This tingling feeling is not bad."
Luke grinned, the black fluid suddenly turning blue-purple, countless fine electric arcs jumping out, turning out to be identical to Thor's lightning!
"Borrowing a fire, returning it to you!"
Boom!
Luke threw a backhand punch, carrying the sound of thunder, directly blasting Thor back more than ten meters.
Thor plowed a gully on the beach before stopping, looking in shock at the gradually extinguishing electric arcs in Luke's hands.
"You can copy my divine power?"
"Just imitating." Luke shook his hand and returned to normal.
"Just bioelectric simulation, a knockoff."
Although modest in words, Luke felt great inside.
This was the correct usage after the fusion of the Symbioteand the Blacklight Virus.
Touch means parsing, parsing means replication.
No need to eat people, as long as there is contact, you can freeload abilities.
On the terrace.
Gwen smiled.
"It seems Luke has evolved again."
Wanda's mouth turned up, her eyes full of pride.
"Of course, he is Luke."
The two girls looked at each other, both seeing tacit understanding in each other's eyes.
...
Breakfast time.
The chef team of Fisk Industries had already set up a luxurious buffet table under the shade of coconut trees.
Peter Parker was holding a plate piled high with high-calorie food, but he looked worried.
It was just that his eyes kept drifting from time to time towards Mary Jane picking fruits in the distance.
"What's wrong, pajama baby?"
Luke was holding a glass of tomato juice with special nutrient solution added, and sat opposite Peter.
"I have a name, Mr. Luke." Peter sighed.
"I'm just... a little worried. Although it's very luxurious here, I always feel unsettled. MJ is just an ordinary person. If she encounters a battle of the level like Thor just now, I'm afraid I won't be able to protect her."
Peter glanced at MJ, his eyes full of adoration and the desire to protect.
"Worrying is a good thing."
Luke cut a piece of steak.
"But worrying alone is useless. Peter, do you know where your problem lies?"
"Not enough power?"
"No, your heart is too soft." Luke pointed at Peter with a fork.
"Spider-Sense is a divine skill, but you use it as passive evasion. If it's to protect MJ, you have to learn to be more ruthless than the enemy."
"Look at Pietro over there." Luke pointed to Quicksilver, who was running and surfing at extreme speeds on the sea surface.
"Give you a task. Before sunset today, without using web-shooters, relying only on physical techniques and prediction, push Pietro into the water."
"How is this possible? He is too fast!" Peter exclaimed.
"He is fast, but his linear thinking is severe. Use your Spider-Sense, predict his prediction. If you can't even handle him, how will you protect MJ from even more terrifying enemies in the future?"
Mentioning MJ, Peter's eyes instantly became firm.
"Fine! I'll go!"
Chapter 66 Atlantis
Watching Peter Parker run toward the seaside with high fighting spirit, Luke nodded with satisfaction.
Just then, a cup of coffee was placed beside the hand of Luke.
"Boss, your espresso, no sugar."
A woman with a stunning figure, dressed in a professional suit and with her red hair pinned up at the back of her head, stood by the table.
It was none other than Natasha.
Luke raised his head and looked at her with a half-smile.
"Thank you, Natalie. But seriously, out here in this desolate wilderness, are you not tired wearing high heels and a tight skirt?"
"This is professional ethics, Boss."
There was a smile on the face of Natasha, but there was a hint of probing in her eyes.
"Besides, as your assistant, I must be ready at all times to deal with various emergencies. For instance... recording certain supernatural phenomena?"
She cast a meaningful glance at the traces left behind by the fight between Luke and Thor just now.
Luke picked up the coffee, took a sip, and leaned back slightly.
"Recording is fine." Luke leaned in closer and lowered his voice.
"But do not send it to the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. This is my private vacation, and I do not want to see a Quinjet from S.H.I.E.L.D. hovering overhead."
The pupils of Natasha contracted slightly, but her smile remained unchanged.
"I do not know what you are talking about, Boss. I am merely concerned about the safety of the assets of the company."
"Is that so?"
"Good then. Right, Natalie, help me prepare a set of diving equipment; I want to take a stroll in the deep-sea area."
"Alright, Boss." Natasha nodded.
"Do you need me to accompany you?"
"No need." Luke stood up and looked toward the sea.
"The things down there might just scare you."
Watching the receding figure of Luke, the smile on the face of Natasha gradually faded.
"Leaving just like that?"
Wanda walked over carrying a plate and looked at Natasha.
"Yeah, the boss is always so energetic." Natalie resumed her persona as an assistant.
Wanda gave her a deep look, those red eyes seeming capable of seeing through human hearts.
"Do not play with fire, Natalie," Wanda said softly, her tone calm yet carrying a warning.
"Although Luke likes smart people, he does not like betrayal. You are a smart person; you should know which side to stand on."
With that, Wanda turned and left.
Natasha stood in place, giving a wry smile. This family was truly harder to deal with one than the other.
...
Leaving the line of sight of everyone, Luke came to the cliff area on the back side of the island.
The seawater here was deep and dark blue.
With a thought from Luke, the black fluid on his body instantly enveloped him completely.
And behind his back, it formed sharp blades resembling shark fins; his legs fused to become powerful propulsion flippers, and gill slits grew on his neck.
Splash!
He plunged straight into the water.
Unlike land, the ocean was another world.
Cold, high pressure, and darkness.
But this could not stump Luke.
The virus inside the body began to self-adjust the moment it made contact with the seawater, thickening the cell walls to resist the water pressure, and his vision switched to thermal sensing and sonar mode.
His goal right now was very simple: evolution.
He needed stronger underwater mobility.
In the distance, a huge tiger shark was patrolling.
"It is you."
Luke suddenly accelerated, pulling a white bubble trail through the water.
Before that tiger shark could react, it was entangled by a mass of black tentacles.
Luke did not kill it; the black fluid seeped in along the skin of the shark, carrying out a rapid decoding at the genetic level.
[Superior aquatic gene sequence detected...]
[Streamlined musculature... lateral line sensory system...]
[Duplication complete.]
Luke released the tiger shark.
The big guy was only slightly weak, and it flicked its tail in panic and fled.
As for Luke, he felt that he had become even more nimble in the water.
The current him was a humanoid deep-sea overlord.
Just as he was preparing to surface, his sensory tentacles suddenly captured a trace of abnormal energy fluctuation.
Deeper on the seabed, in a fissure about one thousand meters down, a faint blue light was emanating.
"Hmm?"
The curiosity of Luke was greatly piqued, and he dived down.
This was the wreck of a long-sunk ancient ship, and beside the wreckage, several people wearing strange diving suits and holding energy spears were excavating something.
Moreover, their skin was blue.
"Atlanteans?"
The water in the Marvel Universe really was deep.
How could the subjects of Namor be here?
The several Atlantis soldiers obviously also discovered Luke, this uninvited guest.
"Intruder! Kill!"
They emitted strange sonic waves in the water and thrust their spears forward.
"Such bad tempers."
Instead of retreating, Luke advanced.
His underwater speed was even faster than these natives!
His black sharp claws easily parried the energy spears, and Luke shuttled instantly among the several soldiers like a slippery loach.
Tentacles extended out, instantly striking their nerve nodes.
A few seconds later.
All of the Atlantis soldiers floated in the water with their eyes rolled back.
Luke did not deliver a fatal blow; after all, now was not the time to go to all-out war with Namor.
He came to the place where they were excavating.
Here lay a fragmented stone slab carved all over with glowing runes, emitting a peculiar magnetic field upon it, seemingly echoing something.
"This thing..."
Luke reached out and grabbed the stone slab.
[Unknown energy beacon detected... spatial resonance frequency...]
"Good stuff, confiscated."
Luke put away the stone slab, then glanced at the unconscious soldiers, the corners of his mouth curling into a mischievous smile.
Casually grabbing a handful of sea sand, he stuffed it into their thrusters and then quickly surfaced.
...
Splash!
Breaking out of the water, Luke leaped onto the reef on the shore.
The black fluid on his body rapidly receded, turning back into dry clothing.
"Click!"
The sound of a shutter rang out.
Luke turned his head and found MJ standing under the shade of a tree not far away, holding a camera.
She was obviously taking pictures of the scenery here and happened to capture the scene of Luke emerging from the water.
In the photo, Luke was shirtless with well-defined muscle lines, backed by the turbulent sea, his gaze sharp.
MJ lowered the camera somewhat flustedly, her face blushing red.
"Sorry, Mr. Luke, I... I was just..."
"It is fine, nice shot."
Luke walked up to MJ and glanced at the camera screen.
"Where is Peter?"
"He is still in the sea... fighting with Pietro." MJ pointed toward the distance.
Peter was being knocked into the water by Pietro over and over again, but climbing back up each time, his eyes growing brighter and brighter.
"Very good."
Luke looked at MJ, his tone turning serious.
"MJ, Peter is a good kid, but sometimes he wants to be a good person too much. This world is cruel; having a good heart alone is not enough. You are his anchor."
"Anchor?" MJ looked somewhat puzzled.
"Yes. When he is lost, or when he hesitates out of kindness and dares not strike, you need to tell him that in order to protect you, he does not have to be so good."
Luke patted the shoulder of MJ.
"Just like this photo. Peter needs to become stronger, strong enough to face the monsters in the deep sea, so he can protect you on the shore. Encourage him more; he listens to you."
MJ looked thoughtfully at Luke, then glanced at Peter who was still striving in the distance, and nodded heavily.
"I understand, Mr. Luke."
Chapter 67 The War Begins
Night fell.
Bonfires were lit on the beach.
It was a cozy barbecue party.
Peter Parker was soaked to the bone, with a few bruises on his face, sitting on a log.
MJ held a cotton pad, carefully wiping the wound on his forehead.
"Hiss!!" Peter winced in pain, baring his teeth.
"Bear with it, Hero." Although MJ complained verbally, her movements were very gentle.
"However, that last prediction was really cool. You actually caught Pietro's ankle."
"Right! I think so too!" Peter instantly forgot the pain and gestured excitedly.
"I closed my eyes at the time, and my Spider-Sense told me he was on the left, but I knew he would change direction, so I grabbed directly to the right..."
Watching the interaction between this young couple, Lukesmiled.
This was what he wanted.
Peter was growing, and it was a directed growth.
On the other side, Thor was feasting on a large piece of roasted meat, with Jane Foster sitting beside him, helplessly helping him wipe the oil stains from the corner of his mouth.
"So, do you really plan to stay on Earth forever?" Jane asked softly.
"I like it here." Thor looked at the starry sky.
"Besides, there is beer here, there is you, and there is a group of good comrades-in-arms."
He raised his glass and toasted Luke from afar.
Luke raised the beer in his hand in response.
At this time, Gwen walked over with two plates of grilled vegetables and naturally sat down beside Luke.
Wanda sat on the other side of Luke, using Chaos Magic to peel shrimp shells.
The red energy wrapped around the large shrimp, separating the shell and meat with extremely high efficiency.
"Here." Wanda placed the peeled shrimp on Luke's plate.
"Thanks." Luke ate it without hesitation.
"I heard you picked up a treasure at the bottom of the sea today?" Gwen asked curiously.
"Natalie's look at you just now was all wrong, and she has been sending messages to S.H.I.E.L.D."
"Just a broken stone slab."
Luke took out the glowing Atlantis stone slab.
As soon as the stone slab came out, the surrounding air seemed to vibrate.
Even Natalie, who was pretending to grill meat over there, couldn't help looking over.
"The text on this..."
As an astrophysicist, Jane Foster had a lot of research on such runes, so she leaned over.
"Looks like some kind of coordinates?"
"Not just coordinates."
Luke's fingers gently stroked the patterns on the surface of the stone slab.
The Symbiote in his body transmitted a feedback of longing.
This stone slab contained a special energy frequency, and...
Suddenly, the Tesseract that Luke carried with him actually resonated!
Although separated by flesh, Luke could clearly feel that the energy of the Tesseract was restless.
"Interesting."
Luke narrowed his eyes.
Relics of Atlantis could actually cause a reaction from the Space Stone?
Could this stone slab be the key to opening some ancient space portal? Or a map to some lost dimension?
"Boss."
Natalie finally couldn't help walking over, her eyes staring closely at the stone slab.
"This thing looks very dangerous, and the radioactive readings are rising. For everyone's safety, shouldn't it be handed over to S.H.I.E.L.D. for safekeeping?"
"Handed over to S.H.I.E.L.D.?"
Luke laughed, laughing unscrupulously.
"Natalie, do you know why I like this stone slab?"
He casually tossed the stone slab up and caught it steadily.
"Because it says on it, finders keepers."
"And..."
Luke stood up, his eyes sweeping over the crowd, and finally staying on the dark sea surface.
Just now, along with the resonance between the stone slab and the Tesseract, his super perception captured that under the distant sea level, a huge army was rapidly approaching.
He guessed it was the regular army of Atlantis.
It seemed that those few cannon fodders just now went back to call for help.
"It seems our party needs a few new programs."
Luke put away the stone slab, his muscles instantly tensing, and black fluid began to surge under his skin.
"Peter! Stop romancing! Get ready to work!"
"Thor! Stop drinking! Pick up your hammer!"
Luke's voice instantly overwhelmed the sound of the waves.
"Guests have arrived. But they don't look like they are here for a barbecue."
On the sea surface, countless dim blue lights lit up.
Huge waves were forming, and at the peak of the tide...
A man holding a trident, with small wings growing on his ankles, wearing only a pair of green shorts, coldly gazed at the island.
Namor.
Namor the Sub-Mariner.
"Hand over the sacred relic, land-dweller!"
Namor's voice rolled over.
Luke looked at the other's arrogant figure, and the smile on the corner of his mouth grew wider.
"That's right."
"I said this vacation was still missing a decent punching bag."
Luke turned his head to look at the excited Thor, the nervous but firm Peter, and Wanda, whose eyes burned with red fighting spirit.
"This is the final exam for this special training class."
"If we win, extra seafood for dinner tonight!"
"If we lose, then we'll be fed to the fish!"
Boom!
Luke took the lead and soared into the sky, turning into a black meteor, crashing toward the towering giant waves.
Boom!!!
The black meteor and the towering giant waves crashed fiercely together in mid-air.
This was not only a collision on a physical level, but also a hard clash of two forces.
At the moment of contact, the black fluid on Luke's body surface instantly hardened, constructing a shield structure.
The huge impact force caused the surrounding air to be instantly compressed and shattered, forming a ring of visible white sonic boom clouds.
Seawater was forcibly torn apart, and the sky full of splashes fell like a rainstorm.
In the center of the rainstorm, Luke hovered in mid-air, with black biological propulsion airflow jetting under his feet, one hand firmly blocking the stabbing golden trident.
"Is this Atlantis's hospitality?"
Luke looked at the face close at hand and smiled jokingly.
"Also, while I don't discriminate against personal aesthetics, pal, going to war wearing only a pair of green tight shorts? Did you leave in such a rush that you forgot to wear pants?"
Namor obviously didn't expect that this land-dweller not only caught his furious blow, but also had the mood to evaluate his attire.
As the King of the Seven Seas, when had he ever suffered such humiliation?
"Ignorant land-dweller! Is your tongue harder than your bones?"
Namor roared, the muscles in his arms bulging, and terrifying water elemental energy suddenly erupted from the trident.
The surrounding seawater seemed to hear the king's command, turning into countless ferocious water dragons, baring fangs and brandishing claws as they bit toward Luke.
"Harder than bones?"
The red light in Luke's eyes flashed.
"Then you better be careful, my bones are very hard."
Snap!
Luke's arm instantly expanded, and countless fine barbs instantly grew on the smooth black skin surface, firmly locking the shaft of the trident.
At the same time, his other hand transformed into a huge heavy hammer form.
"Get down!"
Boom!
The heavy hammer slammed fiercely into Namor's chest.
Even with the royal physique of an Atlantean, and even with the protection of the deep sea, Namor was slammed fiercely into the sea surface below, stirring up a hundred-meter-high water column.
Luke did not press his advantage, but instead hovered in the air.
[High-intensity biological sample contact detected...]
[Target physique: Atlantean royal family.]
[Analyzing basic muscle density...]
At the moment of contact from that hammer just now, the Symbiote tentacles on Luke's hand had quietly stroked Namor's chest.
Although it was only a short 0.1 second, it was enough to read a lot of information.
"Skin toughness is 500 times that of ordinary humans, can survive under deep-sea high pressure, and... seems to be able to fly?"
Luke glanced at the pair of flapping small wings on Namor's ankles, couldn't help complaining in his heart.
"This is a superpower? Growing wings on your ankles? The aerodynamics teacher's coffin lid is about to be unable to hold down."
Although complaining, Luke's body was very honest.
"Since you delivered yourself to my doorstep, don't even think about going back empty-handed."
Luke looked down at the sea, his eyes full of greed.
...
At this time, on the beach.
The battle had fully erupted.
As Namor was knocked away, those Atlantean soldiers standing on the tide let out angry roars, raising energy spears and rushing onto the beach.
"For Namor! For the empire!"
Facing the blue-skinned soldiers rushing in like a tide, Thor was the one who smiled the happiest.
"Hahahahaha! Finally! Finally, I don't have to fight those buzzing drones anymore!"
Thor grabbed a wine bottle in one hand and wielded Mjolnir in the other.
He was too lazy to even wear battle armor, rushing into the enemy formation wearing a T-shirt stained with beer.
"I am Thor! Son of Odin! Come on!"
Chapter 68: Atlantis Attacks!
Rumble!
The Mjolnir smashed into the ground, and blue lightning spread along the beach, instantly electrocuting a dozen Atlantis soldiers and making them dance the breakdance.
Thor's combat style was entirely treating everything as a playground to vent his stress.
Jane Foster hid behind the villa's force field, watching Thorlaughing wildly on the battlefield; instead of being scared, she took out her phone and started recording.
"This is the Thor... This is my idol." The stars in Jane's eyes were about to overflow.
On the other side of the battlefield, the vibe was completely different.
"Hey! Um... Sorry! Excuse me!"
Peter Parker shuttled through the crowd, his movements as flexible as a monkey... Oh no, a spider.
He kept in mind what Luke had said before: be more ruthless than the enemy.
But after all, he was still a kind person; making him kill ruthlessly still presented a psychological barrier for him.
Therefore, he chose a compromised kind of ruthlessness.
Poof! Poof!
Two globs of high-strength webbing precisely slapped onto the faces of two soldiers, blocking their eyes and gill slits.
No, although the Atlantis people had gills, they also relied on lungs to breathe on land.
Peter's current strategy was to block mobility.
A soldier raised a spear and thrust it at Peter.
The Spider-Sense went crazy with warnings.
Instead of doing a backflip to dodge like before, Peter's eyes narrowed, his body suddenly lowered, and he slid forward smoothly.
"Mr. Luke taught that... at times like this, you should..."
Peter reached out, grabbed the soldier's ankle, and then swung fiercely!
Bang!
The unlucky soldier was used as a human meteor hammer, smashing heavily into his two companions.
"Whoa!"
Peter looked at the few people groaning on the ground and looked at his own hands.
"This move... although a bit violent, is really efficient!"
"Good job, pajama baby."
A silver figure instantly flashed past Peter's side.
Pietro was holding two spears snatched from the enemies, spinning them around like juggling.
"But your movements are still too slow. Watch me!"
Swish!
Pietro turned into a silver lightning bolt and rushed into the enemy group.
Using his extreme speed, he tied a dead knot on the soldiers' belts or pulled down their pants.
"Childish."
Wanda, standing on the second-floor balcony of the villa, shook her head.
She didn't go down for hand-to-hand combat; that was the barbarians' way.
Wanda gracefully waved her hands, and the red magic wandered across the battlefield like ribbons.
Any soldier touched by the red light instantly felt gravity reversed, one by one uncontrollably floating into mid-air, flailing their limbs with nowhere to leverage.
"Gwen, that one on the left trying to sneak attack is yours." Wanda suddenly spoke.
"Received."
Gwen, standing beside Wanda, was holding a tech-filled energy pistol in her hand.
She calmly aimed and pulled the trigger.
Buzz!
An electric arc precisely hit an elite soldier trying to flank and sneak attack.
"Nice teamwork."
Gwen blew on the non-existent smoke from the muzzle, turned her head and winked at Wanda.
"It seems we're not only suitable for shopping together, but also for fighting together."
Wanda's lips curved up: "Of course. As long as you don't fight me for the last strawberry cake."
The two girls looked at each other and smiled.
Seeing this, Natalie, who was preparing to draw her gun to support nearby, silently put her gun back.
"This family... are all monsters."
...
Beneath the sea surface.
Namor felt like his sternum was about to crack.
This land-dweller's strength was absurdly large, and the black hammer hitting his body had a strange vibrational force, as if it could penetrate muscles and directly attack internal organs.
"Unforgivable..."
Namor stabilized his figure in the water. This was his home turf.
As long as he was in the ocean, his power was endless.
"Come out! Giganto!"
Namor raised his trident and let out a muffled roar.
This roar penetrated the deep sea, awakening the behemoth sleeping deep in the trench.
Rumble!
The entire island began to tremor.
Luke, who was waiting in the air for Namor to come out, raised an eyebrow.
"Hmm? Such a high vibration frequency..."
His super-perception instantly covered the entire sea area.
I saw the originally calm sea surface suddenly bulge, and a hill-like shadow broke through the water.
This was a giant sea monster with a size exceeding one hundred meters!
It had a whale-like body, octopus-like tentacles, and a mouth full of razor-like sharp teeth.
Its roar drowned out the thunder.
"What the heck! The big BOSS entered phase two?"
Peter Parker on the beach was dumbfounded.
"This is too big! This is unscientific! How can the bones of a creature of this size support its weight?"
"It is a deep-sea monster, it doesn't care about science."
Pietro stopped his steps and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
"Can the boss handle this thing?"
In the air.
Luke looked at the behemoth, not only without fear, but his eyes lit up instantly.
"Good grief... Such a big lump of biomass."
The Symbiote inside him was about to cry from greed.
If he devoured this thing, he would definitely usher in a qualitative leap in strength and size.
However...
"It's too big, easy to get indigestion when eating, and eating sashimi in front of so many people is not very decent."
Luke restrained the urge to treat this thing directly as a buffet.
His target was still Namor.
At this moment, Namor stood on top of the behemoth's head, holding a trident, just like the descent of a sea god.
"Land-dweller! Hand over the holy relic! Otherwise, I will let this behemoth swallow this island!"
Namor's voice was full of confidence. In front of ocean behemoths, individual power was insignificant.
"Swallow the island?"
Luke chuckled softly.
"I bought this island with real money. The coconut trees on it are all my private property."
"You want to demolish my home?"
Luke's aura changed.
If just now it was just a playful mindset, then now, he was serious.
Zzzt!
The black fluid erupted instantly, and Luke's figure began to soar.
Two meters... three meters... five meters!
He turned into a black iron demon god.
The fluid on his back condensed into four huge tentacles, each with sharpened metal substance at the tip.
"Since you called for help, I won't be polite either."
Luke rushed fiercely towards the behemoth.
But he didn't attack the behemoth's body; instead, relying on his flexible mobility, he instantly flashed to the behemoth's nostril position.
Of course, if those two big holes were nostrils.
"This is called a dimensional reduction strike!"
The four tentacles on Luke's back directly inserted into the behemoth's respiratory tract, releasing special bio-electric pulses.
This was a potent anesthetic plus nerve-blocking signal simulated by the Blacklight Virus.
Roar!!!
The behemoth let out a miserable scream, but its body instantly stiffened.
Its massive body began to twitch uncontrollably, and then crashed heavily toward the sea surface, stirring up monstrous waves.