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Finished speaking, Ryan did not wait for Dormammu to answer, a blue wormhole appeared behind him, and he turned around and walked in without the slightest reluctance.
The figure of Ancient One, whose bald head had been burned pitch-black, slowly emerged from somewhere unknown and stepped in after him.
When the blue wormhole closed, Dormammu, who had remained silent ever since the massive explosion, spoke for the first time:
"Ryan Parker... I will remember you... This time you ambushed me on my home turf... Next time I will pay you back on your home turf!"
Amidst Dormammu's completely non-threatening empty boasts, the Dark Dimension fell into a death-like silence once again.
After all, even Dormammu itself did not know how long it would be until its so-called next revenge...
Ten thousand years later, or one hundred thousand years later?
And even if it recovered to its peak state by then, whether it would still dare to go to Earth to seek revenge on Ryan was an even bigger unknown...
After all, after tens of thousands of years, heaven knows what stage the other party would have grown to.
Perhaps it had already surpassed it and reached true Multiversal level!
Therefore, Dormammu only dared to utter a few harsh words of empty bravado after Ryan left.
After finishing its harsh words, a dejected Dormammu completely sealed off the Dark Dimension, to prevent the other party and a certain evil bald head from sneaking in to raid home again, and then moved far away from Earth's location to other stellar regions of the Universe to devour Planets and accelerate the recovery of the overly depleted Dark Dimension...
Before leaving Earth's vicinity, Dormammu always felt like it had forgotten something, but could not remember it...
Forget it, since it couldn't remember, that meant it wasn't anything important, so never mind.
Clea, bound hand and foot in the New York Sanctum on Earth: "Mmph mmph mmph, mmph mmph mmph mmph mmph!!!" (Dormammu, I must shave my head next year during the first lunar month!!!)
In the Spider Base.
Peter and Harry had just gathered all the members according to Ryan's instructions before leaving, and before they had time to explain what this gathering was about, Ultron's voice rang out in the Base.
["Everyone, President Wilson Fisk of the White House has just sent a distress message. The White House is being attacked by alien spacecraft, and the Spider Family is requested to send personnel to provide support."]
Ultron concisely made everyone realize the severity of what had happened.
Their new President had just come online, and they certainly didn't want to change to another new President again.
Therefore, regardless of what Peter and Harry had called them together to say, the newly assembled group immediately took action.
Right on cue, over at the Kamar-Taj shop area, the mages' portal business had officially opened.
Thus, the assembled Spider Family directly teleported into the White House through the portals opened by the mages.
The White House at this moment could be said to be littered with corpses.
Corpses of Secret Service agents were everywhere, and the manner of death for every single one of them was extremely gruesome, as if they had been struck by a heavy truck!
Peter squatted down to inspect the corpse of one of the Secret Service agents, his brow furrowing: "They were killed by immense brute force that shattered their sternums, causing their hearts or internal organs to rupture!"
Harry nodded slightly: "It seems the attacking aliens are not ordinary aliens, but super-creatures!"
Earth collectively refers to humans with superpowers as superhumans.
And the Spider Family collectively refers to alien creatures with superpowers as super-creatures.
For example, the Venom on Harry belongs to a type of super-creature.
Thud—— Boom!!!
Just then, a muffled pounding sound suddenly came from ahead of them, followed by a huge crashing roar!
A vermilion door was knocked open, and a massive figure rolled out from inside!
White dress trousers and shirt, along with those horizontally developed muscles—it was Kingpin!
"Oh my god, President Fisk!"
Peter let out a gasp, and like a jumping spider, he made a nimble bound and landed lightly in front of Kingpin, who had tumbled out of the office, helping up the blood-spitting Kingpin.
"Cough, cough, Peter, I'm fine. That monster is very strong, be careful!"
Kingpin stood up with Peter's support, one of his arms already hanging limply, obviously broken.
Hearing Kingpin's warning, Peter first pulled out a regenerative serum and stuck it into Kingpin's arm, injecting it into him.
Then Peter smiled with confidence, pointing his thumb back at the gathering of Spider Family members behind him:
"Rest assured, President Fisk, this time I didn't come alone. Aside from Ryan and the two Gwens who went to deal with that big-faced monster in New York, the ladies like Wanda who went on a trip to Jotunheim, and Mr. Thor who stayed behind to guard the Base, practically the whole Spider Family is here. No matter how strong the opponent is, I believe we can beat it to a pulp!"
Kingpin turned his head to look, and sure enough, he saw the Spider Family superheroes standing in rows, almost blocking the White House hallway, which made him let out a long sigh of relief.
Indeed, with so many superheroes, unless Ryan himself came, they could bury the opponent by sheer numbers alone!
Clack clack clack——
Just as Kingpin breathed a sigh of relief, everyone heard a heavy sound of footsteps echoing out, and a tall figure nearly three meters tall, with the head of a bull and the body of a man, glowing all over with red light, slowly walked out of the President's office carrying a person wearing glasses.
Seeing this, Kingpin gritted his teeth: "In his normal state, this fellow is at most evenly matched with me, but he has a red crystal that can greatly enhance his own strength. After he uses that red crystal, his strength increases drastically, and I am completely no match for him!"
"The one he is holding in his hand is Wesley. If Wesley hadn't covered for me just now, I might not have lasted until you guys arrived. Peter, please help me save Wesley!"
Facing Kingpin's request, in this Universe, having no hostility toward Kingpin—on the contrary, Kingpin had helped the Parker family multiple times—Peter naturally would not refuse.
He propped Kingpin, who was rapidly recovering under the effect of the regenerative serum, against the wall, raised his hands, and stepped closer to the Cursed Warrior step by step:
"Hey, big guy, maybe we can talk, but could you please let go of that gentleman first? He seems like he's about to stop breathing~"
Facing the approaching Peter, the Cursed Warrior wore a cold expression. Not only did he not put Wesley down, but instead he choked him by the neck and lifted him even higher, demanding:
"Where is the Aether Particle?"
Peter was momentarily stunned, then asked in puzzlement: "Why don't you tell me first, what on Earth is the Aether Particle?"
The Cursed Warrior's palm tightened slightly, causing Wesley's legs to kick involuntarily in mid-air, and he said impatiently: "The red particle-like fluid substance!"
Hearing this, Peter slapped his forehead in sudden realization:
"Oh oh, you're talking about the Pym Particles, the ones that can make objects bigger or smaller, right? Hey, you should have said so earlier, we have plenty of that stuff in our Spider Base. Let go of him first, and how about I give you a dose of Pym Particles?"