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Chapter 166 A Hero Inevitably Defeated?
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"Are you the last life in this world?"
Nar, the black-clad emperor who stood tall like a skeleton, held his head high. His black battle armor made him look exceptionally majestic, and with the cloak billowing behind him, he far surpassed the little spider in terms of both aura and the oppressive feeling of his entrance.
"Well, you're not wrong to say that, but the truth is, I don't think everyone is beyond saving. After all, they can still use their brains and their bodies can still beat, even if their hearts don't beat very well. But with so much cosmic magic, some of it must be useful, right?"
Spider-Man was still using all sorts of witty remarks to ease his tension, just as usual. However, the tension he felt at this moment was almost fatal to him, and utterly ridiculous to the black-clad emperor.
"This world has lost all hope. When I stood here, everything was already destined, and I will return this world to an ordered void. And you will die here with the maggots I despise the most."
The black-clad emperor displayed exceptional confidence and disdain, having already seen through Spider-Man's abilities—he was nothing more than a slightly stronger young man.
The clothes she was wearing seemed to be something she had created herself, the only symbiote that refused to carry out her family planning control tasks.
If I remember correctly, it's called Venom, right?
But that doesn't matter anymore.
The black-clad emperor seemed invisible, leaving the little spider aside. He arrogantly stood with his hands behind his back, looking into the distance at the giant dragon formed by countless symbiotes descending from the sky, and the monsters that had begun to destroy the city that had already been reduced to nothing.
Even so, it was absolutely unforgivable for Spider-Man.
He lunged forward and threw a punch.
But just as he assumed a punching stance, before he could even get close, he was blocked in front of the black-clad emperor who appeared as if in a flash.
Seeing the figure that suddenly appeared in front of him, even though the other party had his hands behind his back and did not make any attacking movements, his own fist, which was originally swinging, just missed the other party's shoulder.
He was shocked.
Neither the opponent's speed nor his terrifying appearance mattered. This momentary lapse in concentration was of no interest to the black-clad emperor, who did not need to take him seriously at all. He even launched an attack at a speed that was fast enough for the opponent to see but not to resist.
With just a single hook punch, Spider-Man's head was struck. If the symbiote hadn't intervened at the crucial moment, Spider-Man's skull might have been shattered by that blow.
Even so, his body still flew away into the distance like a sandbag.
If that's the case, then maybe it's alright. After all, for Spider-Man, it's just two punches, nothing at all.
But what suffocated him even more was that he felt as if he had fallen into a swamp, with countless symbiotes turning into black slime that immobilized his limbs and quickly pulled him to the great ruler before him.
"Ha! That's all there is to it."
The black-clad emperor grabbed the little spider by the neck, attempting to snap it in two. It was nothing special to him; just a bit of ashes left over from his previous cleaning, probably no different from a human crushing a cockroach.
Spider-Man's eyes began to roll uncontrollably, and he tried to struggle with his hands, but he had no strength. His limbs were firmly clamped and he could not move at all.
In the oxygen-deprived environment, his consciousness began to waver, as if he had been flashed back to the past.
Is the gap between them really that big?
Knew it.
I was oversimplifying things.
A hint of resignation flashed across Spider-Man's eyes. Perhaps it wouldn't be so bad to fall like this. At least, he wasn't the last one to fall, and he had protected something.
Just when that faint hope seemed to be completely evaporating with the oxygen, a raging laser beam struck from afar, adding fuel to the fire!
Spider-Man's sudden gathering of extremely high-temperature rays also surprised the black-clad emperor, Knull.
As he dodged to the side, the laser beams struck the little spider's controlled limbs with pinpoint accuracy. The black controlling entities, as if stabbed by a natural enemy, dodged the high-temperature rays.
A swift mechanical figure instantly appeared beside Spider-Man, gently catching him. Then, using the flames from the jets on its legs, it quickly created distance and dispersed the symbiote that was still trying to pursue it.
His spider-sense failed to raise any alarms due to the other party's arrival, so he chose to trust the guy who had saved him. However, he was surprised when he felt the hard, mechanical skin.
"You shouldn't have come."
Ultron gently held the other in his arms, even though his mechanical limbs were so stiff and straight, he still used what he considered to be a gentle way.
"I'm sorry. I refuse to obey your orders, but I'm standing here because my friends need me."
Spider-Man finally managed to squeeze out a tear. The fear that had been fueled by the absolute oppression and crushing power of the Black Emperor was now completely dispelled by Ultron's cold, mechanical body.
"Thanks."
"We're friends, there's no need to say that."
Ultron gently put the little spider down and began to stand in front of it, his palm cannons gradually gathering power, their dazzling light seemingly dispelling the darkness that had gathered them together.
"Mechanical life? I am the embodiment of all this order!"
Nothing that exists because of light should exist, including you.
Spider-Man looked at Ultron standing in front of him and felt as if he had fallen behind, but he stubbornly stood shoulder to shoulder with him and put his exposed helmet back on.
But when the last two individuals in this world who could still be called living beings stood here, the black-clad emperor Nar felt no surprise whatsoever, and he didn't even spare them a trace of anger—
After all, anger is something that must be directed at enemies of equal caliber, while he could only feel disgust towards these two ants in front of him.
Originally, I only needed to kill one spider, but now there's also a cockroach. Oh well, it's all the same.
"Do you think that's all I'm capable of?"
"That's because you don't know what we're capable of!"
Spider-Man shouted, but Ultron remained silent. He frantically began calculating the various parameters of the individual before him, hoping to find the only possibility of victory.
Unfortunately, he failed. The aura emanating from the opponent was like a bottomless black hole, devouring everything around it. Even the light and heat emitted by the sun in the sky began to be absorbed by the opponent. Moreover, with the opponent's presence, he felt that the surface temperature of the entire earth began to drop by 0.1 degrees.
That's impossible.
But it exists.
But just as the black-clad emperor was about to completely eliminate the two tiny ants in front of him, his footsteps suddenly stopped in place.
He suddenly looked up, but instead of gazing at the cosmos, he seemed to see through the minuscule gap between the two universes, and he appeared to see another world—
Another version of myself has already arranged for a clone to appear in the past world!