"Zzzzt!"
The ear-piercing crackle of electricity tore through the night sky!
Blinding bolts of lightning blasted toward Gwen at extreme speed!
In the nick of time, Gwen's Spider-Sense screamed a warning, and she rolled to the side almost instinctively to dodge.
Boom!
The lightning missed her by a hair's breadth and slammed into the ground, instantly melting the asphalt and releasing a pungent stench.
Before Gwen could even stand up, Sandman's fist came crashing down right after.
Again!
This was already the countless time Gwen had been forced to clumsily defend against their combined assault.
If she were fighting either of them one-on-one, Gwen was confident she could easily handle them using her modified Web-shooters.
At the very least, she could hold her own and stall until the police arrived, forcing them to retreat.
But now that they were launching an "evil two-on-one" against her, she felt somewhat out of her element.
To make matters worse, the blackout had caused crime rates in Manhattan to soar; the NYPD was currently busy dealing with common muggers and had no time to come to her aid.
What a massive headache!
Dealing with two supervillains alone was already irritating enough.
Yet that Electro guy kept incessantly babbling things that were hard to stomach.
Stuff like, "As long as you marry me, I'll make you the happiest woman in the World."
And, "You have no choice, you can only submit to me!"
Even, "Only I am the person who loves you most in this World. Look at yourself now! You're in danger, isolated and without help. Where's your lover? Where is he? That coward doesn't deserve you."
What is this nonsense!
Gwen wasn't a racist.
But at this moment, she couldn't help but feel a surge of impulse to immediately snap back at him.
She really wanted to shout:
"Compared to Peter, what kind of farm tool do you think you are?"
But she couldn't do that, because if she exposed Peter's name, this freak would definitely find a way to cause trouble for him.
She couldn't let Peter fall into danger.
Feeling more and more irritable the more she thought about it, Gwen wanted to turn around and shoot a web in Electro's face.
But when she pressed her Web-shooters, nothing came out.
When it rains, it pours!
Because the previous battle with Sandman had consumed too much, this cartridge of webbing was empty.
She had to find a moment to swap in a spare web cartridge.
But currently, she was struggling just to dodge these two guys' attacks; how was she supposed to find time to change her webbing?
Worse yet, Electro and Sandman had clearly noticed Gwen's predicament.
Sandman immediately turned back to try and gather the cash in the bank; he only wanted to rob the money to raise funds for his daughter's surgery and didn't want to take lives.
But Electro, this guy, closed in with a sinister grin:
"Little baby, looks like you need my hel—"
Boom!
Before Electro could finish his sentence, a heavy, powerful kick slammed into him from behind.
If it weren't for the fact that he was currently fully charged with electrical energy and in a "semi-elemental" state, this single kick might have folded him like a screen on the spot.
Gwen looked in disbelief at the familiar back that had descended from the sky and slowly landed in front of her.
She subconsciously murmured:
"Pe..."
As soon as she uttered one syllable, Gwen snapped back to her senses and hurriedly covered her mouth.
At the same time, she thought to herself, was she going crazy from missing Peter?
This familiar black and red suit, this matchless powerful aura.
It was clearly The Punisher, who had been missing for a long time!
But this back... how could it be so similar?
Also, just now when he heard her start to speak, did his body stiffen slightly?
...After kicking Electro away, Peter didn't stop there.
Instead, he stepped into the air, twisting his body in a posture that completely defied gravity, and zipped back toward Sandman.
"Get lost!"
Sandman instinctively tried to swat away Peter, who was obstructing him from picking up the money.
But facing Sandman's swinging arm, Peter didn't dodge. Instead, he clenched both fists and aimed them one above the other at the incoming arm.
Six Powers Esoteric: Six King Gun!
This was the most suitable move in Peter's current arsenal for dealing with Sandman.
The effect of this technique was to transmit compressed power into the opponent's body, erupting into a terrifying, penetrating shockwave.
The shockwave exploded instantly after entering Sandman's body, and the powerful Impact caused Sandman's massive seven-to-eight-meter-tall body to be completely blown to pieces!
The visual Impact of this scene was simply too strong; both Gwen and Felicia's mouths dropped open into "O" shapes on the spot.
Never mind the two girls, even Electro was startled by this move.
He even felt a bit of lingering fear in his heart.
If that move had hit him just now, he wondered if he would have been blown apart on the spot... Taking advantage of the gap while Sandman needed time to reform his body, Peter looked at Gwen and spoke:
"Hurry up and change your webbing. You deal with Sandman in a moment; leave that discharging guy to me."
After saying all this, he looked back at Felicia.
Although Felicia was a bit dazed, her reaction wasn't slow at all. She immediately took a deep breath and slowly began to sing.
There were two incantations to activate the power of the emerald dragon scale: one was to produce seven different musical scales, and the other was to shout, "Let the song give me strength!"
The incantation was so embarrassing that even Felicia couldn't handle it, so she decisively chose to sing.
Suppressing all sorts of strange thoughts in her heart, Gwen took a deep breath and hurried to load the spare webbing.
At the same time, she immediately shot webbing at the ground, trying to segment the re-coalescing grains of sand bit by bit to slow down Sandman's recovery speed.
"Is it you?"
On the other side, Electro climbed up from the ground and stared fixedly at Peter, his eyes filled with the flames of malice and jealousy:
"Is it because of you that Ghost-Spider didn't choose me!"
Hearing this, Gwen's face turned bright red, her heart both anxious and ashamed.
What is this guy talking about!
"Don't talk nonsense!" Gwen hurriedly retorted loudly.
"I have absolutely nothing to do with you; from beginning to end, it's just been you talking to yourself! Furthermore..."
Looking at The Punisher's back, which seemed more and more identical to Peter's the more she looked, Gwen bit her lip and suddenly spoke as if possessed:
"The person I like is actually my neighbor who grew up with me! Other than him, there is no second choice!"
Hearing Gwen's "confession" that could be called a perfect answer, Peter didn't turn around immediately, but under his mask, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl into a thoroughly satisfied arc.
Very good, as expected of my little spider.
As for you... Looking at Electro in front of him, Peter subconsciously cracked his neck, producing a series of bone-popping sounds like frying beans.
You have already found your way to death!