Chapter 145

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"Spider-Boy, what do you think you're doing? Fighting criminals? Do you really believe you're everyone's so-called 'good neighbor'?"

The Green Goblin gestured toward the people below. "Look at them! You think I'm crazy? No, no—they are. Your so-called crime-fighting won't make them love you. To them, you're nothing but a novelty—a spider clown."

"Even if you stop me, they'll still blame you for the damage I caused. Sure, people in the city might be grateful to you for a while. They might enjoy having heroes around, but what they truly love is seeing those heroes beaten down, again and again. No matter what you do for them, in the end, they'll resent you. Why bother?"

The Green Goblin's voice was filled with madness, yet his words struck at truths that Spider-Man already understood all too well.

Spider-Man genuinely wanted to help fight crime, but he was painfully aware of human nature's dual sides—its ugliness and brilliance. For every person who liked him, there would be another who despised him, even among those he had saved. Some who lost loved ones blamed him for not arriving sooner, or resented the collateral damage from his fights.

In his efforts to save lives and stop robberies, sometimes more harm was caused. Some even saw him as a delusional man in a costume, getting involved where he wasn't wanted.

Leon, watching from below, observed the core of the issue. "His power isn't enough for him to control the situation completely—he's only able to do so much."

Is Spider-Man strong? Absolutely—strong enough to hold his own against the Hulk. But his restraint and sense of responsibility kept him from fully unleashing his power. If he did, he could be as fearsome as the green monster himself. Yet Spider-Man's personality limited him. He was too kind to release his full strength, and this kindness made him reluctant to use his abilities to their full extent.

This restraint was one of the greatest weaknesses for a hero with such power. Spider-Man, still young, hadn't had the time to refine his control, so he rushed into battles, often unprepared for more formidable foes. Against everyday criminals, he managed well, but when faced with unexpected threats, he struggled to contain the damage.

This wasn't just Spider-Man's dilemma—it was a challenge shared by many so-called superheroes.

Wanda nodded thoughtfully, watching Spider-Man standing on the balloon with a mix of admiration and curiosity.

Faced with the Green Goblin's harsh words, Peter Parker fell silent for a moment. Memories of Uncle Ben and his final words came to mind. With resolve, he looked up and said, "No matter how many people hate me or think I'm a clown, I'll still try to help them."

"There has to be someone to stop evil from happening. Since I have that ability, I'll keep walking this path," Peter's determined voice echoed across the area. From a broken balcony in the distance, both Harry and Mary Jane looked on, puzzled.

But the Green Goblin was unfazed by Spider-Man's conviction, feeling only a twisted satisfaction. With a mocking tone, he sneered, "Stupid bug, then hold on to that belief and die with them."

He stepped down on his glider's pedal, and the barrels at the front fired a barrage of bullets at Spider-Man. Reacting quickly, Peter flipped backward just as the bullets pierced the balloon he'd been standing on, emitting a hissing sound as it deflated.

Swinging into action, Peter used his webbing to latch onto a nearby balloon and maneuvered through the air, using the other balloons above him as cover to get behind the Green Goblin. With a precise aim, he shot a line of webbing directly at his opponent.

Caught off guard, the Green Goblin felt the webbing stick to his back. As he turned, Spider-Man yanked hard, pulling both the Green Goblin and his glider, sending them crashing through balloons and down to an empty spot on the ground.

The Green Goblin stumbled to his feet, pushing off his glider, only to see Spider-Man landing right in front of him.

From a nearby vantage point, Leon and Wanda watched the battle unfold. To them, it looked almost like a sparring match between children. They exchanged punches and kicks with intense force, creating loud whooshing sounds as they moved. To onlookers, it was thrilling—but Wanda couldn't help shaking her head, resisting the urge to shout, "Stop fighting! You won't kill each other at this rate."

Of course, this was all Leon's own humorous interpretation of the scene.

Watching for a while, Leon grew bored. Turning to Wanda, he asked, "How about we go shopping?"

"No, this is too much fun," she replied, clearly entertained. "This relationship drama between them—it's like watching a family soap opera for me!" Wanda's eyes sparkled with excitement, and Leon realized she'd likely used her psychic powers to peek into Peter Parker's and the Green Goblin's memories, uncovering their real identities.

Leon chuckled. Wanda, once sweet and innocent, had turned into a spectator eagerly soaking in the drama.

As the fight continued, Leon and Wanda critiqued each move.

"That kick was too soft. He should've put his whole strength into it," Leon muttered.

"This Green Goblin may be ruthless, but he's lacking in technique," Wanda added thoughtfully.

Then, as if recalling something, Wanda turned to Leon. "Don't these two enhanced types need a blood sample?"

"Let Sergei handle that. Our mission is to shop and have fun."

"Deal!"

Wanda nodded happily.

"Hm?"

After a while, Peter Parker, focused on defending the group of people on the rooftop from the Green Goblin, found himself at a disadvantage in the fight. Just then, two newcomers arrived, shifting the momentum of the battle.

Leon and Wanda looked up at the sky as a S.H.I.E.L.D. Quinjet approached. Instead of flying directly over the square, it hovered nearby, and as the hatch opened, a figure in a Kevlar combat uniform with a quiver on his back descended along a rope, landing on the top floor of a nearby building.

At the same time, a woman in a red T-shirt, with a red thread on her wrist, floated gracefully down to the center of the square.

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