The birth of consciousness was so serendipitous and precious that these Symbiotes deeply loathed any attempt to strip them of their free will.
Not even a Divine Messenger was an exception.
At this point, only these five powerful Symbiotes remained in all of Mexico City, each composed of tens of thousands of zombies.
Given their current scale, a war among them would only lead to a tragic, mutually destructive outcome. The one to initiate a war would even risk being attacked by all the other powerful Symbiotes combined.
Thus, they reached a tacit understanding and chose to call a truce, joining forces to confront the formidable Transfer Tower.
The five strongest Symbiotes in Mexico City gazed at one another. Though they were five individual consciousnesses, they resembled five distinct tribes.
"Red! Do you wish to battle me?" the Hannibal Symbiote's thirty thousand zombies cried in unison, their collective voice tinged with madness.
