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Doctor Octopus stared at Gwen, her eyes narrowed behind her thick lenses. She couldn't understand why this girl, who looked like a mere trainee, carried such a fierce, burning focus. But her confusion vanished the moment she saw the Celestial Tech Lightsaber.
As a genius of both biology and physics, Octavius recognized the sheer impossibility of that blade. It wasn't just a laser; it was stable, condensed energy. Greed, sharp and cold, took root in her heart.
If I can take that blade, she thought, I can graft its technology into my mechanical arms. Imagine four lightsaber-tentacles!
"Give me that toy, little spider!" Doc Ock shrieked, launching a massive rock with one of her arms.
Gwen didn't flinch. She had spent the last three days training with a veteran. She didn't just dodge; she attacked. She leaped into the air, her body twisting into a graceful arc.
Buzz!
The lightsaber hummed as it sliced through the rock like a hot knife through butter. The two halves fell away, the cut surfaces glowing and smooth as glass. Gwen didn't slow down. She pushed off the metal wall, leaving deep footprints in the reinforced steel, and became a blur of white and black.
Clang!
By the time Doc Ock turned, Gwen was already behind her. A single, clean cut had severed the upper-left mechanical arm. The heavy metal limb thudded to the floor, sparking and dead.
"You... you broke my treasure!" the Doctor roared, her calm replaced by a homicidal rage. "I'll kill you for that!"
Gwen landed softly, her lightsaber buzzing at her side. She was no longer a novice; she was a warrior.
The Gladiator Arena
While Gwen held the line, Peter (MC) didn't waste a second. He ignited his suit's thrusters, flying toward the heart of the facility. He punched through a heavy security door, sending metal fragments flying, and stepped into the main chamber.
The room was vast—a metallic, silver-white gladiatorial arena. Hanging above them was the control room for the particle accelerator. At either end of the hall, the massive launch ports of the machine were already glowing with colorful, swirling energy.
The collider was moments away from firing.
In the center of the room stood a massive figure with his back turned. It was Kingpin. But as he slowly turned to face Peter, the "Batman" in the suit felt a jolt of genuine surprise.
"Kingpin?" Peter's voice crackled through his speakers. "I haven't seen you in three days. Who gave you the 'Extreme Makeover: Green Edition'?"
Kingpin didn't care about the joke. He looked down at his green, scaly hands with a sense of twisted pride.
"I have you to thank, Peter Parker," Kingpin rumbled. His voice was no longer human; it sounded like a landslide of gravel. "I realized that to kill a spider, I had to stop being a man. Humanity is... fragile."
Kingpin gripped the lapels of his custom white suit and tore it away like tissue paper.
RIP!
A massive, reptilian tail burst from his spine, slamming into the metal floor with enough force to dent the steel. His body began to swell, growing from two meters to a towering five meters tall. His snout elongated, his jaw split wide with daggers for teeth, and his pupils narrowed into vertical, yellow slits.
"Dr. Lizard?" Peter whispered. "No... this is something else."
Through the "Butterfly Effect" of Peter's arrival, Kingpin had achieved a second, impossible evolution. He wasn't just a lizard anymore. He had become a dinosaur in human shape.
This was the Dragon-Human Form.
Battle Analysis
Entity: Evolved Kingpin (Earth-TRN700 Variant)
Form: Dragon-Human Hybrid
Estimated Strength: 10x Human Limit
Special Attributes: Regenerative scales, Prehensile tail, High-density muscle mass.
Peter checked his energy levels. Facing a five-meter-tall prehistoric monster inside a closed room was a nightmare scenario.
"Alright, Godzilla," Peter said, his gauntlets beginning to glow as the G-1 Korona modules pre-heated. "Let's see if those scales are blast-proof."