Bent's four arms lashed out in a frenzy!
His fists moved like a torrential storm!
All four arms struck so fast they left afterimages behind—blurred like the muzzle flash of a machine gun, except each blow carried far more power than any bullet ever could!
The air detonated with thunderous booms, shockwaves exploding outward one after another!
"BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!!!"
Outside the school, the students who had only just managed to escape the teaching building hadn't even had time to catch their breath before the shockwaves from Bent's punches reached them.
The ground seemed to tremble. Felicia twisted her head around, feeling as if the entire building behind her was about to collapse!
"What the hell is going on?! Did a group of terrorists armed with high-explosive grenades attack the place? Just to take down a school?" Flash still hadn't figured out what was happening. The deafening noise and violent shaking felt so terrifying that, for a moment, he thought he'd stumbled onto a battlefield.
Gwen pushed her way through the crowd nonstop. When she spotted Felicia and Mary Jane, she hurried over.
"Felicia, M.J.! Have you seen Peter and Bent?" she asked anxiously.
"What do we do? Little Bent hasn't come out yet!" Felicia felt like she was about to faint.
Honestly, if Connors knew someone was worrying about Bent this much, he would feel deeply wronged—and would probably tell her there was no need to worry at all, because the one getting beaten senseless right now was him!
Bent planted one foot on Connors' tail to keep him from getting knocked flying in just a few punches. Then, all four fists came crashing down onto Connors' body!
Dozens—hundreds—of punches in a single second!
Each swing stirred up hurricane-force winds, wrapping both of them inside a violent vortex!
Driven by rage, Bent had practically turned Connors into a living punching bag. His anger only made his strength even more terrifying!
From that moment on, dinosaur-Connors was beaten so badly he no longer even resembled a dinosaur. His protruding snout had long since been smashed crooked, sharp teeth scattered all over the floor, and his bones were on the verge of being pulverized!
The force of each punch pierced through his scale-like skin and exploded inside his body, devastating his internal organs!
If he had merely been a Lizardman, he would have already been beaten into paste by now!
Even so, Connors had completely lost consciousness.
Seeing this, Bent prepared to deliver the final blow.
"How dare you threaten Uncle Ben and Aunt May!"
His right arm lifted high. His waist twisted back as every ounce of power in his body gathered into that arm. In his eyes, Connors was no longer Connors—he was a green baseball, and Bent was the batter swinging with everything he had!
The punch came down—
BOOM!!!
A thunderous explosion!
Bent's fist slammed straight into Connors' chest, like a hammer striking a bell, brutally jolting his shattered consciousness!
It was as if a cannon had fired at point-blank range. The shockwave blasted dust four or five meters into the air beneath Bent's feet, while the ground under his clawed soles crumbled into powder!
As for Connors—
That single punch nearly popped his eyeballs out of their sockets!
His chest caved in like a meteor crater. The scales on his back burst apart under the force, spraying outward like shotgun pellets, punching clean through nearby walls!
Even his tail was torn apart by the impact. The severed body flew backward like a cannonball, smashing through several walls in a row!
At this point, the teaching building truly couldn't hold anymore.
When George Stacy arrived with a large force of police officers, what he saw was the school building collapsing with a deafening roar—like a tower of blocks missing a crucial piece.
In the sewers.
Bent walked forward, one arm under his ribs holding Peter, another dragging Connors—now reduced to a pile of mangled flesh—along the ground.
His other two hands weren't idle either. One held the serum, while the other gripped a cellphone that looked ridiculously tiny compared to his fingers, as he called to report in—
"Hello? Uncle Ben? Yes… the school was attacked by a monster. I'm fine, Peter's fine too. He just got hit by a locker and passed out… You should stay home, don't go outside. Lock the doors and windows. If possible, hide in the basement…"
"Felicia? I found Peter, don't worry. We're okay. Spider-Man saved us—he took us somewhere else… Could you take Mary Jane and find a sealed, safe place to hide? … The signal's bad here… We'll talk tomorrow."
He hung up.
Bent followed the route Connors had taken to the school, moving through the sewer tunnels.
Luckily, Connors was huge, just like him. Otherwise, Bent would've had to clear a path himself.
"Connors said Dong Wu has already started moving," Bent muttered, glancing at his phone. "If I remember right, the Canary Device should be at Oscorp Tower."
So far, there was no news of Oscorp Tower being breached.
"Best case scenario is figuring out a way to counter the Gene Variator."
Bent scratched his head in frustration.
Truth be told, Tetramand intelligence was high. In the animated canon, the best engine in the entire universe was invented by Tetramands.
But Four Arms didn't have inherited knowledge like Grey Matter. No matter how smart he was, there was no way he could hand-build a device to counter Level Five technology.
As he was thinking, Peter slowly regained consciousness.
"Little Bent… ah—WHAT ARE YOU?!"
The moment Peter opened his eyes and saw Bent's current form, he nearly lost his soul. Instinctively, he burst out with dozens of tons of strength, struggling wildly—but to his shock, the hand holding him didn't budge at all.
"Wait…" Peter quickly realized something was off. "I've seen that symbol before…"
His gaze locked onto the emblem on Four Arms' left arm—the cracked watch symbol. Behind his mask, his expression turned to disbelief.
"Don't tell me… you're Little Bent?"
"It's me." This time, Bent didn't hide it.
Before, he'd only wanted to keep the Omnitrix secret to avoid attracting unwanted attention. But Peter knowing wasn't a problem. And with Dong Wu up next, he'd need the Omnitrix's power anyway.
In fact, once Plumbers Prime fully developed, he wouldn't need to hide anymore. In this country, the power of capital was practically immeasurable.
As long as Uncle Ben and Aunt May were protected, no amount of trouble would really matter.
Anyone who came looking for him could choose from ten different ways to die.
"How did you turn into this?" Peter asked worriedly. "Can you turn back? If you can't, that's bad! All those girls who like you would be heartbroken! And Aunt May and Uncle Ben—if they knew you turned into a monster, they'd worry themselves sick!"
"I'll revert in a few minutes," Bent replied. "I'll explain everything later. Right now, the priority is finding Dr. Dong Wu."
At that moment, Connors regained a sliver of consciousness. His regeneration far surpassed Peter's.
Weak and broken, he let out a hoarse laugh.
"Too late… very soon, you'll all see a new world—a world that belongs to the new humans!"
"New humans?" Bent sneered. "You've been deceived, Dr. Connors. Do you really think Dong Wu wants all of humanity to evolve? Then you're gravely mistaken!"
"What…?"
"What Dong Wu wants," Bent said coldly, "is for the world to return to prehistoric times. He used your intellect, Dr. Connors. Very soon, New York will become a primitive world."
"That's… impossible!"
Connors' twisted, battered face filled with disbelief.
How he wished it weren't true.
But Bent was right.
Because at that very moment, Dr. Dong Wu had already taken control of New York's tallest building, aiming the Canary Device at the sky.
He raised both arms, exhilarated beyond measure!
"Purify this filthy world polluted by humanity—from this moment on!"
"Return to the Jurassic era, New York!"
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