Marvel With Zanpakut Chapter 467: Because I’m a Hero

Chapter 467: Because I'm a Hero

Peter hung the spider silk and wandered around the city.

Every ti he found soone dying under the insect's mouth, he would use the spider silk to tie up the insect and smash it with a heavy object.

"This is No. 12 Baker Street. A huge unknown creature has been found. Requesting rescue!"

"I repeat, there are 127 refugees here. We need heavy firepower support. The shell of that damn insect is very hard. Even the bullets of a pistol can't penetrate it!"

Through the radio headset in his hand, Peter had to receive the nearest distress signal. When this signal appeared, he rushed to Baker Street without hesitation.

12th Baker Street was a theater.

In order to avoid alerting the enemy, Peter climbed in from a high window.

One hundred and twenty-seven people were trapped in the theater. Dozens of policen were holding pistols and pouring bullets wildly, trying to stop a black worm the size of a truck.

"It's actually this kind of thing!"

Peter's pupils contracted slightly. He recognized that this was a new type of bug.

Tony nad them as tanks. As the na implied, they were like tanks.

It was covered in a thick carapace, with countless protruding semi-circular organs on its back. Its interior was suffused with a strange dark green light. Moreover, there were two giant claws at the front of its head. Even the walls made of reinforced concrete could not withstand a single attack from the giant claws.

He had thought that if he avoided the front battlefield, he would not encounter these terrible insects.

But he did not expect to et another one in this small theater. Peter could not help but clench his teeth, thinking about how to deal with this tank bug!

Spider silk was definitely not enough.

Although the speed of the tank bug was very heavy, they had amazing high defense.

Even the God Slayer cha's Palm Cannon could not pierce through the thick shell. It could even withstand Thor's lightning and move forward. The semi-circular organs on the surface seed to be able to absorb energy from the outside.

It could only be considered to be trapped or used to defeat it.

Peter directly jumped down from the railing and shot out a spider silk that stuck to the pillar. He used the recoil to swing over. The mont the little girl was about to enter the mouth of the Death Worm, he saved her from the mouth of the tank bug.

The tank bug bit empty air and noticed Spiderman.

But at the sa ti, another strange-looking insect slowly flew out from the shadows of the theater.

"Another new species"

Peter's face suddenly beca nervous, and he was extrely vigilant in his heart.

According to the information they got from the young Loki, the most terrible thing about the swarm of annihilated insects was not only the number, but also the special enemies they faced, which would evolve into extrely strong targeted abilities.

Tony Stark had suffered this kind of loss before.

The mantis bugs covered in black shells, the plasma bugs that could launch long-range shells, the self-exploding bugs that stored energy and were extrely fast. These were obviously special breeds that evolved to target Tony Stark's cha.

But Peter was still a little caught off guard. He did not expect that he would be targeted so quickly.

The moth shaped bug let out a sharp and ear-piercing cry from its mouth.

The cry was very strange and unpleasant to hear. It seed that the bug had been sent out by vibration vocal cords and so kind of organ. It was mixed with uncomfortable infrasonic sound waves, which kept attacking the nerves like a magical sound.

For Peter, whose hearing was abnormally sharp, this was a catastrophic blow!

Through the strange infrasonic vibration, the high-frequency noise produced was nothing to ordinary people.

But for Peter, who had sharp five senses, that was a huge weakness that could kill him!

The insect swarm's cries were like a red-hot soldering iron that fiercely pierced into his brain. Then, they crazily stirred. Every nerve was screaming hysterically. It was a kind of pain that could not be described with words.

Almost in an instant, the sixteen-year-old high school student lay on the ground and wailed in pain.

His face was distorted by intense pain, and black veins burst out. His entire body spasd uncontrollably. Red blood flowed from his ears, nose, mouth, eyes, and seven orifices, soaking his mask and dripping onto the white tiles in the theater.

Pain...

It hurts too much...

If it is calculated according to the level of pain in modern dicine.

The lowest level was light pain, which was considered pain but not severe. It could endure and sleep without being affected.

The highest level was severe pain, and the pain was extrely intense. It could not endure and was seriously disturbed in sleep. It needed to be suppressed with strong dicine.

Then the pain that Peter suffered had completely surpassed the self-protection chanism of the brain.

This level of pain had already surpassed the rank system of WHO!

The interference of the infrasonic wave to Peter made him suffer at that mont, which was equivalent to giving birth to ten children at the sa ti and breaking twenty ribs.

The tank bug saw that there was an opportunity to take advantage of, moved its heavy body, and rushed to Peter at the speed of ordinary people running.

The two hard pincers at the front were now open 180 degrees, making people inexplicably think of the scissors. It was not difficult to imagine that if they were caught by this pincer, they would probably have to worship their lower body.

"Co on, big brother Spider!"

The little girl in her mother's arms suddenly shouted to remind Peter.

"Ah -"

At this critical mont, a powerful will to survive erupted!

Peter forcibly suppressed the pain, and at the mont when he gained control of his body, he moved half a ter to the left, thus avoiding the claws of the tank bug. But in the end, he did not completely dodge, and was ruthlessly hit in the abdon by the body of the tank bug.

The hard shell, accompanied by a powerful collision, instantly broke two or three of Peter's ribs.

Under the internal and external injuries, even though he had a physique several tis that of a human, Peter was still in pain and could not move, holding his abdon.

Seeing that the blood food in his mouth was gone, the tank bug imdiately cried out in anger. It suddenly chose to change direction and rushed towards the little girl who had just made the sound.

"No... not good!"

Peter barely opened his eyes. When he saw this scene, his eyes suddenly burst!

Even he could not withstand the impact of the tank bug, let alone those fragile ordinary people. If he did not find a way to stop it, these 127 lives would be crushed into at paste!

"Help... Help"

"No, don't co over!"

"Save us, please, superhero, co and save us!"

"I... I don't want to die, please save us!"

Everyone's face was full of deep horror.

Fear of the insect, fear of death, attachnt to life...

All the emotions that people had suppressed in their hearts finally rged into a single sentence, resounding in the sky above the theater.

"Save us, Spiderman!"

"Ah -"

Perhaps it was the cry of the crowd that gave Peter endless courage, allowing him to cross the pain that humans could not bear.

"Stoooppp"

A pure white spider silk wrapped around the hind legs of the tank bug. Peter's hands held the spider silk that was as hard as steel, squeezing out all the remaining strength in his body, forcibly stopping the impact of the tank bug!

The tank bug was less than half a ter away from the crowd.

However, no matter how much it roared and exerted its strength, its claws sunk into the ground due to excessive force.

"Hurry up - go!"

Peter pulled the spider silk and fell back at 75 degrees. His whole body was firmly pressed against the ground, and only then did he barely stop the tank bug. However, he no longer had any strength left. He could only squeeze out two words from between his teeth, telling the others to leave quickly.

"But... if we leave, what will you do?" A police officer asked with a pale face.

"Don't... mind !"

Peter's hands were torn by the spider silk, and blood kept dripping down. "Your... safety... is the most important thing!"

"But... you will die!" The police officer trembled with tears in his eyes.

This was a stalemate, like a tug-of-war.

However, if Peter lost, 127 people would lose their lives.

Everyone knew very well that under the attack of the moth bug, Spiderman would not be able to hold on for long. Once he released the spider silk, he would have no more strength to resist the tank bug. The only outco would be death!

"So... so what!"

Peter wrapped the spider silk around his arm, one foot deep into the ground, and growled, "I am... Spiderman. Whether I can live or not, I must stand up and protect the weak. This is... what it ans to be a hero!"

With great power cos great responsibility.

Gwen... I did it!

Am I qualified enough to call myself a superhero now?