Marvel: Apocalyptic Beginning, a High-Level Game!

Chapter 165 The Hero in Despair

After explaining everything, Hanlu waved her hand, watching the two people in front of her turn into streaks of light and disappear before her eyes.

With John's help, he trusted Bob—

You could say he's now a mutated Bob—

They should have enough confidence by now.

When he returned to the little meteorite Galactus, who was boredly sitting with her little feet up and listening to his voice, he chose to ask someone else for help first.

Just as Hanlu was about to make a long-distance call to her strategist...

On Earth.

In this world, when the middle-aged Spider-Man raised his somewhat hazy eyes, he was met with the alarm bells ringing for him from the double layer of vigilance before him.

As the beeping sound rang out, he seemed to have thought of something and frantically rushed outside.

Arriving at the corridor already filled with countless zombie superheroes, he looked around, observing all the restless zombie heroes and villains—

They were now like tattered dolls, their bodies riddled with holes, blood streaming from the gaping wounds, utterly disgusting.

But at this moment, these zombies, which had been kept quiet in the petri dish, suddenly became restless and started moving, even adopting an extremely devout posture of worship.

"He has come! Our God has come! Our great Lord, Lord of Nothingness, he has entered this world!"

"Once he arrives in this world, he will wipe everything here completely clean; no one can escape their own darkness!"

"Praise be to you! Great Lord of Chaos, Black-Clad Emperor! Ruler of Nothingness!"

Spider-Man frowned. What on earth was going on?

But was there some kind of premonition about him?

He had this strange idea when he was monitoring the fall of every star in the universe.

During this time, he had seen a lot, after all, he had been captured by that so-called transcendent and taken to that so-called domain, where he fought to the death with a bunch of heroes. Even the symbiotic suit he was wearing was frantically warning him of something.

"He's coming."

Spider-Man murmured to himself, and Ultron stepped forward, seemingly wanting to offer some comfort.

Although he didn't know how to comfort him, Spider-Man placed his hand on him, as if facing an old friend of many years.

Or perhaps that's just how it is.

"Could you please lock them up for me while I get back?"

"You're lying. You can't come back at all, and... this world might..."

As the most rational super AI, Ultron did not believe in the definition of "going home" because he understood that the enemy they faced might be far beyond their imagination and was simply beyond their capabilities.

But Spider-Man smiled bitterly, and as he smiled, he said in an almost pleading voice:

"I beg you... to stay here and wait for me to return."

"Is this an order?"

The mechanical eyes of the Ultron robot flickered slightly.

But for Spider-Man, all he wanted was to be truly brave just once.

Every time he closed his eyes, he saw those familiar figures lying before him, even his Aunt Mei and Uncle Ben. He only hoped that one last time he could be brave—

At least let him fall down first, okay?

"This is not an order, but a request from a friend."

I beg you to stay here and watch over them until I return... Is that alright, Ultron?

Spider-Man, head bowed, stared at the machine before him. It seemed to have crashed; the once calm mechanical eyes began to flicker wildly, but eventually returned to normal.

"Mr. Peter Parker, I will stay here as you command."

Spider-Man smiled and didn't bother to correct whether it was an order or a request; he no longer cared.

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He walked along the corridor he had traversed countless times, amidst the curses and insults of the numerous zombie heroes around him.

He felt an invisible force pushing him forward; he longed to turn back, for those warm voices, those voices, vaguely, belonged to his departed companions—

Even if some of them might be here, but—

"You think you're a hero? You can't save anyone!"

At that moment, the zombie Captain America was pressed against the glass door, roaring.

"It's all because of your kindness! We could have ended all of this sooner, but because of you, it's all over!"

The same goes for Zombie Iron Man. Although the other party is still a flesh and blood body, what the other party said undoubtedly pierced Peter Parker's heart.

It was because of his inappropriate kindness that he pinned his hopes on the fact that Jean Grey, the Phoenix, hadn't been bitten, which ultimately led to Iron Man being bitten.

"He's so powerful that you have absolutely no chance of winning!!"

After walking out, Spider-Man punched the controller of the door at the end of the corridor.

As steam billowed from the metal gate, completely burying the passageway behind him, he looked up at the desolate ruins of the city before him, but he heard and remembered every word they uttered.

"Are you ready to die together?"

Spider-Man spoke as if it were a joke, perhaps to himself, or perhaps to the meaningful symbiote on his body.

After all, he can only get a lot of information from the other party, but there are also many things that the other party does not need to say.

But it's okay.

We've come this far, haven't we?

"Just like before, just like before, Peter Parker, keep it up."

Spider-Man kept encouraging himself as he took his first step.

As the unchanging fine sand formed footprints beneath his feet, his agile figure bent slightly, his thigh muscles incredibly taut.

The moment he stood upright, the kinetic energy he released even began to vibrate the surrounding air, creating a small air wave that completely smoothed out the footprints he had just left!

Immediately afterwards, the black figure soared into the sky like an arrow.

With just a light push of his leg and a leap, he flew over a distance of over a hundred meters.

He was like one of the most agile apes in nature.

Not only that, he didn't even need to do anything; he simply sprayed out a black spider silk, which stuck to the glass and then applied a second layer of force to it.

With a leap, after he first rushed over the convex glass in front of him and circled it slightly, he landed steadily on it.

Then, as he stood up completely, he stood on one of the most iconic and prominent landmarks in the entire city—the Empire State Building!

But at this moment, the once bustling streets beneath our feet are now deserted, and the entire city is plunged into a deathly silence.

Of course, this starting point of everything will be no exception.

"When I first gained this ability, I even wondered if I could have a picnic on it. I never expected that I would actually succeed."

He didn't know how long he had been in that lab before, but it didn't matter anymore. Everything had come to an end, and he could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

He didn't bring any food with him, but—

A guest has arrived.

The man in black turned slightly and looked at the skeletal figure riding a giant dragon descending from the darkness that blotted out the sky.

At this moment, the sky, which was still clearly daytime, was completely shrouded by what appeared to be a still-churning black ocean.

Then, when that skeletal figure landed before him—

He greeted them once again, just as he had imagined countless times to be a hero.

"I'm sorry, New York City is closed today and outsiders are not welcome. If you absolutely need our services, please go to the Department of Homeland Security or the Department of Homeland Security and make a registration report there, okay?"